The Peking to Paris Rally is a recreation of the 1907 challenge issued by Le Matin, "Is there anyone who will undertake to travel this summer from Peking to Paris by automobile?"
The 2016 version will follow a route of 13,695 Km (8,510 miles) and take 35 days. We are travelling in Rhubarb and Custard, a 1936 Buick. We know nothing about cars or rallying.
Monday, 15 August 2016
PtoP 2016 seems like a world away now, the planning the anticipation, the excitement the frustration the long hours the hard work and (in our case) the collapse at the half way point are all forgotten. But everyone wants to hear the story about how the trip was and everyone asks, 'Would we do it again?'
For me the answer is, "No." there are too many other adventures in life to repeat this particular one. there are other places I want to visit and experiences I would like to have. I couldn't take another three years out to plan a second attempt. that doesn't mean we wont do other rallies - the Flying Scotsman is already booked for 2017 but in a way that is the point - there are plenty of rallies to go on and (this is now the heretical part) to be honest I think you can have 80% of the fun of PtoP doing a one week rally. Of course you don't get the bragging rights and the wow factor when you mention it to others but I enjoyed the Alpine Rally and 2015 Flying Scotsman just as much as PtoP. The shorter rallies had all the ingredients - scenery, great roads and beautiful cars, but didn't completely disrupt our lives.
One thing rallying does teach you is that things go wrong. Old cars break down, the navigator makes mistakes, the driver loses concentration. It's a humbling experience that reminds you that we cant control all the things that go on in our lives. Bad stuff happens unexpectedly even with the very best preparation. But good stuff happens unexpectedly too, the kindness of strangers, a beautiful view, new friends, a shared experience. Rallying may be slightly silly and ultimately rather pointless but it's also fun and life affirming.
I shall be looking forward to our next ride in Rhubarb and Custard - once we get her back to England.
Friday, 15 July 2016
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
car is “fixed”
shall i pop over ?
Begin forwarded message:
From: Фаниль Фахритдинов <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Subject: Re: Buick
Date: 5 July 2016 at 19:35:46 BST
To: Richard Nicholl <email@example.com>
Thank you for your e-mail. Let me know in advance when cars Europe are going to pick up the car because I need to be in the office at this moment. Or better give my number,which is +79600485809, to them. Also, our mechanics has fixed the car in purpose of interest,however we didn't do a test drive. Could you please let us know if it works when you receive it. If it does,that's our present to you.
P.S. Thanks for invitation to Iskander.
понедельник, 4 июля 2016 г. пользователь Richard Nicholl написал:
many thanks for your help
Your boys tried very hard
I have emailed cars europe and will wait for their reply
when Iskander is back in London he must meet my family for traditional english Sunday roast lunch!
"He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life."
The P to P is a big risk.
It is called "endurance" for a reason. The days are long and the driving is full on and tiring.
My reflections are that we did the "interesting" bits: China, Mongolia and most of Russia.
I have no ambitions to return to China ever. Dirty, chaotic, unfriendly (personal opinion).
Russia is just massive and the scenery is underwhelming: endless silver birch forests and not much else to look at let alone photograph. However I found the people to be friendly, interested in us and to have a great sense if humour. They inevitably want to know what we think of Putin (what they think of Boris, UKIP and Donald Trump , God only knows).
However…the "jewel" in this motley crown is without doubt Mongolia. A beautiful magical mesmerizing landscape. People who are friendly, proud of their identity and want to welcome outsiders to their country ( China: take note).
Yes I was saddened to leave the rally early, but I know Europe and have been to those places before or will do so in the future (using my non Brexit Irish passport!)
Would I recommend? Definitely yes, if only to see Mongolia.
Would I do again? Probably no, as is just a very long time ( for me anyway) to be away from family and work.
I will miss the camaraderie of our Aussie and Kiwi cousins especially and wish all the best for those still in the saddle.
Monday, 4 July 2016
Harry said to me that his dad could change anyone's life within five minutes but sadly I never got that much time with Bruce - our current relationship is at the Yo! Rhubarb and Custard level and there it will stay as I am in Hampstead and they are in - well somewhere else.
It's nice being back home, lovely to be with friends and family again and to swap notes on the rally and what it all means. At the same time it is strange to remember your friends and rivals who are still on the road and battling through.
We flew back from Kazan via Istanbul and it says something of my sense of direction that I couldn't quite believe I was travelling in a straight line but that's how far east we were. Somehow we have to recover our car from Russia - but I expect that money will fix that problem.
The more interesting question is how do we recover ourselves emotionally? And it is not so easy - my mood goes from high to low and back again. I can rationalise our exit and condemn it in the same breath. I can enjoy this evening in the pub with my friends and yet be in tears as I write this. I'm a bit broken and a bit exhilarated. I'm a bit down to earth and a bit in space. A bit accepting and a bit frustrated. I'm annoyed, thrilled, fed up and fazed.
We've been invited to rejoin the rally in Europe and to follow along in another car. I've told Richard tonight that I can't do this. We had a Rally car that we thought would get us across half the world and that hasn't happened. Following along in a modern something wouldn't be the same. I would love to give a wet eyed and warm farewell to our fellow travellers in Paris but for me it would be fake to be at the dinner - is it okay if I give you my group hug now?
I hope that Bruce and Harry win - but nothing is certain. Can you call me Bruce? I just need five minutes of your time...
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> On 3 Jul 2016, at 15:56, Neil Lawson-May <Neil.Lawson-May@palatium.com> wrote:
> Sorry to say it's back to London for us.
> I've sent you a note.
>> On 3 Jul 2016, at 15:46, Paul Rivlin <Paul.Rivlin@palatium.com> wrote:
>> I vote stay
>> Sent from my iPhone
>>> On 3 Jul 2016, at 08:35, Neil Lawson-May <Neil.Lawson-May@palatium.com> wrote:
Sunday, 3 July 2016
But it also takes courage (perhaps more courage) to know when to call a halt, to acknowledge that going on doesn't make sense and that despite all the planning, effort, attention to detail, money and sheer graft on the route the race is over for this car and this crew.
And that's what's happened to Rhubarb and Custard. It's proved impossible to rebuild the carburettors and make them serviceable. As a result it would be a struggle to drive back to the hotel never mind catch the rally 2000 km away. It seems absurd that a car which has otherwise nothing wrong with it, has been brought low by an invisible problem when the rally car park is full of crippled cars that nonetheless are able to keep going.
However it would be folly to attempt to catch the rally under our own steam and not much better to have the car trucked along the route - what can't be fixed in a workshop can't be repaired in the field and we would at best be limping along and require constant attention and it's more likely that the car would simply die.
So, like Napoleon and Hitler before us, we've been beaten by Russia, almost exactly half way through the rally. We have the offer to rejoin in a different car at a later point but at least tonight I don't find that appealing. The point was to take Rhubarb and Custard the whole way and that can't be.
We've had some wonderful messages of sympathy from friends, family and other crews for which we are grateful. Even the staff at the hotel gave us their support and I confess that I had a tearful moment when I was writing thank you notes to the sweeps, medics, organiser's and marshals.
We've had a great time and it seems that at least this time it wasn't meant to be. Don't give up on the blog though. There will be time for further reflection and comment before we close the book.
But, over breakfast, that option quickly disappears. We've got two problems. First the car is only 80% fit for purpose and we are facing over 2,000 kilometres before we can get out of Russia. So far Rhubarb and Custard hasn't gone more than 250km without breaking down. There's a strong chance of being stranded in a Russian forest and then what happens?
Second problem, our visas expire in 3 days so we have to be out of Russia by then. What's more our Belarusian visa is only valid for a three day window of time. I don't think Belarus is place to be with the wrong paperwork.
We've got three options. We can take the car as it is and see how we get on. Richard feels this is the default but I'm dead nervous about it. I'm afraid I've turned on Rhubarb and Custard in the way that zoo keepers look at an animal that's become a man killer. I think there's a fundamental problem with this car which can't be solved just with Russian goodwill and hard work.
Second option is to leave the car here and fly home - let the transport company in the U.K. sort this mess out. If we flew back now we could drive my BMW roadster out to Hungary and meet the rally for the leg through Western Europe. This is definitely the sane option but it feels like giving up. The burnt out Rolls Royce was refurbished in Ulaan Bataar and driven night and day across Mongolia and Russia to meet the rally in Kazan so where's my spirit of derring do?
Last idea is to have the car put on a truck and sent to, well somewhere, to meet the rally whilst we fly. This will cut at least 2,000 km of unsupported driving off our route. But if Rhubarb and Custard is broken this just all puts off the inevitable engine collapse for a few more days.
The only thing to be done is to go back to the garage, turn the key and see how we feel. It's going to be sentiment not logic that rules the day.
But all bets are off when we arrive at the workshop. One of our mechanics has driven over a carburettor specialist to look at the car and it's all in bits again. There's nothing for us to do but sit on the pavement outside and drink tea. I'm feeling more Russian every day.
Unless...unless something special needs to be done like fixing a Peking to Paris rally car that's fallen behind and needs to be made well. A little group of mechanics worked until 2 am yesterday trying to get Rhubarb and Custard going.
First out came the fuel tank, which was full of rubbery bits like black baby aliens. There were also sheets of what looked like glue floating in the petrol. What any of this was or where it came from we don't know but to the surprise and great reluctance of the locals we asked them to fit a brand new fuel tank. An hour later a small Lada petrol tank appeared and several hours after that it was fitted and working and I was beginning to contemplate a beer.
No such luck. Our mechanics didn't like the noises coming from the engine and so the carburettors were taken apart and patiently rebuilt with scientific precision. No good, and so the electrics were fettled. Still no good. Eventually the problem was identified as being a broken exhaust valve fitted between the cylinder exhaust outlet and the exhaust pipe - I must say I had no idea we owned such a thing.
It was an heroic effort which if applied to the TV in the cafe would have transformed local viewing habits, but sadly a test drive was accompanied by lots of popping and banging from the exhaust.
"Will this get us to Minsk?" I asked - Paris being too far to contemplate at this stage. A long silence, a long discussion, more silence, "Maybe."
Decision making was put to one side for the day and we left the car at the garage. Despite being the early hours of the morning the White Nights here meant that there were no street lights and the sky was still light. At our hotel couples in spotless all white outfits reluctantly shared a lift with oily, dusty and black faced Richard and me as they headed to the 25th floor nightclub to celebrate these special Kazan days when the sun never quite sets.
Has the sun set on Rhubard and Custard? Should we be like good Russians and simply accept life as we find it or should we fight to stay in the rally? As the disco beat throbbed through room 1809, I fell asleep leaving those questions for the morning.
Saturday, 2 July 2016
Friday, 1 July 2016
2. After which explorer is Roald Dahl named?
3. Which of these is not Welsh:
Vinnie Jones, Terry Jones, Inigo Jones, Quincy Jones, Lance Corporal Jack Jones, Grace Jones, Dr Christmas Jones
4. Why doesn't a Welsh emblem appear on the Union Flag?
5. True or false. Shakespeare wrote: (a) about a character who finds haven in Milford Haven (b) The phrase 'If you can mock a leek you can eat a leek" (c) a play that included a Welsh character called Captain Fluellen?
6. Which of these was invented in Wales. (a) Lawn Tennis (b) Radio (c) Welsh Nuts (d Welsh Rarebit?
7. Welshman John Rowlands went to Tanzania in 1869. What happened when he got there that made him famous?
8. Inskip is (a) a place in Wales (b) a a place in New South Wales (c) the most taciturn person in any given room?
There's money in Kazan - it's an oil town. Our hotel lobby has a stream of elegantly dressed women and Jack the Lad men heading upstairs to the 25th floor cocktail lounge from where you get a great view of the city below.
This is the first Russian city we have been in that actually works. The traffic moves, there's a beautiful Victorian city centre, and modern hotels, shops and a soccer stadium. The city is on the Volga River that historically has been one of the silk routes to the east where money, ideas people and trade have traditionally flowed. This part of Russia is mostly Muslim and I have the impression that it somehow escaped the worst of Stalinism - in the same way that Shanghai escaped the worst of Maoism. Kazan's a little bit funky and a little bit rebellious.
I was rather touched that the rally organiser's realised we had stuffed our results chances yesterday. They have over 100 cars to follow and we were middle ranking at best but they still took an interest. Very kindly they corrected an earlier error that demoted us to a silver medal and put us back to gold status. But of course we immediately lost it again due to our collapse yesterday.
It's not quite right to say that the sun will still rise on us tomorrow because here we are sufficiently far north to be enjoying the White Nights where the sun never sets. It hasn't set on us yet either - we've moved back from 23rd to 26th place and from Gold to Silver, but there's a long race ahead and we are still in good shape and good heart.
Thursday, 30 June 2016
We broke down three times after lunch and at at that point Jamie Turner decided he'd had enough. He ripped out the entire fuel system and put a new one in. Pretty impressive for a roadside fix.
Suddenly it was as if Rhubarb and custard had shed 300 lbs in weight - this was a different car that had a good 10 Kmh extra top speed and could accelerate past the deadly lorries that fill the Russian roads.
But all this came at a price. We lost our gold medal and potential top 20 place. No glory for us in Paris now.
It's a shame that we couldn't get one more day out of the car because tomorrow is a rest day and we had plans to strip everything out to solve the problem. Events have overtaken us.
Wednesday, 29 June 2016
1. Match the Chinese names to their meaning:
(a) Chi Cho - Motor Car (b) Huo Cho - Train and (c) Chi Chi - Panda
2. What do the letters in the brand name Fiat stand for? lit. 'Italian Automobiles Factory, Turin',
3. Name three American cars named after a word for Horse.
Mustang, Pinto, Charger
4. Rolls Royce. (a) in what year was Rolls Royce nationalised?
(b) the development cost of which aero engine was blamed for the company's collapse
Rolls Royce 1971(c) what was the company renamed after nationalisation
Rolls Royce (licenced to BMW)(d) who now owns the Rolls Royce brand name?
5. Which British Leyland car was styled by Pininfarina?
Internal road on the ford plant at Dagenham
6. Where in London is Sierra Drive?
7. When Mercedes Benz launched its 190 model it was rumoured that Ford bought one to find out how an innovative component worked. What was the component?
8. Cars are sometimes rebranded around the world. Give the alternative names for the following:
(a) Oxford Ambassador (India)
(b) Rabbit Golf (USA)
(c) Keffer Beetle (Germany)
9. The following towns had new car plants built for them. Name the cars that the plants initially produced.
(a) Speke Triumph TR7
(b) Valencia Ford Fiesta
(c) Mirafiori Fiat 131 Mirafiori
10. Which cars were launched with: (a) hydra gas suspension and a square steering wheel Austin Allegro (b) the slogan '£795 - anyone who offers you a new car for less must have something missing'? Ford Escort Popular (c) the engine from the VW Phaeton. Bentley GTC