Travel Blogs from Samara
We made it to Samara today. It's special stop for Matt and Steve Wilcox because Steve's daughter-in-law served an LDS mission here and named her first daughter after the city. We arrived around 3 and already had a reservation which meant we saved the hour that we usually spend wandering around the city and running into hotels that don't have room for us. So far we've stayed in hotels that share property with zoo surplus animals, a ...
... in the morning – we’re all
re-energised and raring to go.The column in the results-pages show the current status of who winning a medal.
To achieve a Gold you have to be consistent in reaching designated of
checkpoints within the maximum allowance. There are 15 Vintageants on Gold, as
we leave Samara, with 12 on Silver and 9 on Bronze. Among the Classics, there
are 20 contenders up for a Gold Medal, 15 on Silver, and 16 on ...
... with water, but was soon motoring again with the help of a Mr Funnel
water separator and a carb’ clean. The Bentley of car 8, Lars and Annette
Rolner, were in deep trouble, and calling for a truck to take them to Samara
after developing wheel-bearing problems. They have been as high as third-overall
in the Vintageant Category, but collected penalties today.
Tony and Lee Strelzow in Car 26, the Derby Bentley drophead, once again was
The road took us deeper into Russian territory and we felt pretty good about it. The roads became poorer and poorer, to the point where we felt like we had arrived in a third world country. The going got tough and was surely proving to be a test of things to come.
Another night was spent wild camping and Anna was really getting more comfortable with the idea. Lack of options precluded any discussion anyways, shady road side motels were few ...
... that sold coffee for about 6 euros (au$8.30)a cup. From some seats in the mall David found that the internet worked OK so the cheapskates used it there.
It was so hot that when that when L and D got back to the car which had been left in the blazing sun in the car park I was virtually on the point of spontaneous combustion. Boy! Was I glad to see them.
The last 100k’s or so to reach this point had been on a new ...