So an update today we started th day by putting in 24 litres which when added to the can means we were running on fumes last night when we stopped.
Last night was surreal we pulled into a fuel station just off the main road, I should explain fuel stations are few and far between we are talking hundreds of miles apart, we have just driven for over 90 before we found a station and that from only when we started looking, fortunately we have 15 litres on the roof and 5 in the boot.
Anyway back to last night the nice brand new fuel station complete with pump attendant in new suit didn't have any petrol only diesel, fortunately the now redundant fuel attendant could speak English and suggested we didn't try our first suggestion, to carry on until the next one, as it was "1000 kms" 600 miles, I think he meat 100 kms but nevertheless we would not have made it. He told us where there was one in town and it soon became apparent that it was in high demand as there was a massive queue of HGVs waiting, we sneeked in the out, well they wanted diesel and we needed benzine, once again we had a smart attendant who asked us how much we needed and sent Neil off to pay, only for him to have the door slammed in his face and to be told they were closed for five minutes, we were told every five minutes that they would be closed for five minutes, until we gave up and proceeded to a bed and breakfast cum hotel, run by delightful lady who must have thought we were tramps when we turned up covered in dust. So much so that she even brought us or probably me as I was twice as dirty as Neil, some shower gel.
Whilst she was nice she was also a business woman who insisted she took us to a restaurant for our evening meal via the ATM so we could pay her cash, she did however pick us up when we finished so good on her, so if you ever in downtown Aral look up kayak yin HYP hotel you will get a bargain.
So today we left a bit late it is Sunday and as it was my turn filled up with fuel and yes we took on board nearly 23 litres which if added to the 5 or 6 litres form the can means we were probably running on fumes yesterday.
Any during the night I gave Katie a proverbial John Cleese thrashing and this morning she ran like a peach I drove 100 miles in two hours and Neil did the same so 200 miles before lunch not that we were having any today we wanted to do miles so it was coke on the run, afters Neil's 100 we decided to change after an hour each and after my hours run we stopped for fuel and change and as on as we did she started playing up again. She would run on full throttle but also react bad to pressure differences like passing Lorries or them passing us just like when we had the problem in Germany and Poland I took over to see if I could indent ivy the problem and after about 120 miles came to the conclusions that we either had bad fuel or the filler cap was off. Now for the past two weeks we have both been paranoid about the cap and we have both stopped after a hundred yards just to check to see if we had replaced the cap always to find that we had, only this time we or should I say I hadn't the filler was bare, I started to think on my feet 120 miles was too far to go back, but Neil asked in his normal way it's not on the roof is it, I was just about to say no chance when sat just behind the spare wheel was the lost cap it had managed to stay balanced for 120 miles sometimes at 70+ mph
So we with much I don't believed to put it back on and continued on our way, suspecting our troubles were behind us, but although a lot better Katie was still cutting out I worked out if when she cut out you depressed the clutch and let the car idle you could then slowly bring the clutch back up she would fire and run for another five ten or one minute depending on her whim and then you have to go back to the same thing again.
We thought it was bad petrol so we used a can that we filled up a long time ago she is better but not perfect, tools out again tonight .
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