morning comes, we’re travelling to santa pod tonight and i’m not ready… i go get fuel pipe and finish the installation and tidy bits up… the breather system now vents in four places to a catchcan the size of a barn! it this leaks then there’s no hope for me !

i fire it up, of course it leaks.

i sit around exhausted and despondent for a bit, then i get a bit more despondent… i talk with steve at vwretro for some moral support. i decide that rather than taking the engine out again i’ll just drive to the pod and top it up in the way and drop the engine tomorrow. who knows, I may even get some help! the rest of the day is spent packing and trying to get my poor fried brain working. i collect the sticker s and flyers from the printers, at least they look good. a horrible feeling comes over me as i sit looking at the thousands of flyers. just how stupid will i look turning up to the pod with all this merchandise and publicity stuff if the bus leaks everywhere and i don’t even race…

ah well, the course is set now, let’s see where it goes. we set off and after four hours driving in the rain and wind get to the pod, of course the gates are now locked and we can’t get in until saturday morning. we camp ion the field opposite. everyone is stressed and tired but we’re here. we sticker some stuff and sleep.