The lack of sleep in Bordeaux is catching up and we are both pretty minging. Currently its drive for a couple of hours to hunmour fails and then swap. We are looking for a place to stop and must be driving down the one road that has never heard of cafe or resaurants. They have however heard of great views with winding roads and lakes.
On the C14 we find a Motorbike Museum at the point where the dashboard lights up like a Christmas tree. Colin parks us up as Chris tries to get his brain working. Rather than look and see what caused all the lights to come on we head for a break being that what ever it is will probably fix itself when left alone. Its a fixing philisophy that works with computers.
After grabbing some grub and looking at the motorbikes that did the Egypt to South Africa run we decide we should look at he car and work out whats happened. From Colins initial look he recons the alternator has gone. As the location hasnt got much going on we recon we can run for another 50Km to somewhere more interesting before calling the AA. So its Chris' turn to drive and after half a kilometer all the lights go off and we are back fully running. The car must had had a thought that with Chris driving it shouldnt misbehave.
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