• Still at Sukosan

    19 de septiembre de 2023, Croacia ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

    The drive from lake Peruça was a real pleasure. No traffic no motorway nice roads and small quiet towns. I did notice the steering of the car was becoming a bit iffy, the free play on the steering wheel needed adjusting. It's a VW steering box so I made a note to do it after Mandy had gone.

    Mandy needed to fly back to England to attend an open day at the Royal society of marine artists because for the first time they are exhibiting one of her paintings. I'll attach a photo of it. She really is very good. On the 21st she flies back to Zadar which is why we chose a place near the airport for me to wait for her.

    After Mandy left for the airport I adjusted the steering. The apartment we rented includes covered parking, a swimming pool and nice rooms. The job was straight forward, I jacked up the car so there was very little weight on the wheels as I made the adjustment. Then I went for a walk to the marina which is 15 minutes away. A short rest, a sandwich then a 4 hour walk along unmade tracks to get to a place in the hills high above Sukosan from where Zadar was shelled during the war. I got to within 100 meter and there was a fence stopping me. I was exhausted by the time I got back as a lot of the walking was hard going.

    Next day
    I've taken the car out for an 11 minute drive to the place I didn't get to in 2 hours each way walking yesterday. It was closed.

    On the way back I stopped to fill Bluebelle's tank with petrol as I pulled in I was followed by seven cars all with Belgian registration. Five were Lamborghini's with a couple Porsche's. I chatted to the owners, the black car next to mine in the photo has 650 horse power. My MG has 53. I was first to pay for my fuel, there were 3 Lamborghini owners behind me so I said in a loud voice mine is the nice one and the attendant guessed correctly. Then he asked if it is an old Lamborghini.
    The sports car owners came and listened in awe as I started the engine to leave. They were a friendly bunch.

    On the subject of mistaken identity, since we left Malta I've been asked three times if Bluebelle is a Rolls-Royce twice if it is a Morgan and once if it is a Jaguar.
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