Crazy journey home
After our exciting brush with the grim reaper when another caravan become unhitched and nearly landed on the roof of my caravan, the journey home proved no less intoxicating.
The puncture as I pulled out of one of the tolls at the Taymar bridge set the theme for the day (the kerbs stick out a bit, "we get a lot of this" they cheerfully commented).
Then the hour long sitting in crawling traffic with full bladders waiting for what turned out to be an accident a few miles up the road (so despite the wait, we were still better off than the people in the accident).
Then beng shouted at when I pulled into a services, from across the forecourt, that I had hit someone as I pulled in! The chap come rushing over from the other side of the pumps in a right two-and-eight, only for the car owners (who were sitting calmly in
the car) to dismiss it out of hand! There was a white scratch on his car, I knew I was close, but not a mark on my van and the owners didnt even bother getting out of the car - I didn't hit him but it shakes you up a bit all the same. Forecourt man just seem
to vanish at that point.
Set off again after a good check on all the bits, only to have a few miles more up the road, the jockey wheel fall off and start making a hell of a racket bouncing around! Had to pull over on the busy A303 dual carraidgeway and got it sorted.
This was followed by another epic jam on the A303 (other than the usual Henge jam) where a Landrover and three other cars had crashed - and it looked very serious with 6 ambulances, five fire engines, the whole Police force and thousands of people in hivis
jackets. Sobering, as it was obvioulsy a fatal accident.
The three of us in the car (me, wife, daughter) we all a bit silent after that. Might have been on the road 5 hours, but at least we were stll alive - although judging from the journey so far it was a miracle!
Anyway, to top it off we passed a burning fuel tanker on the M25, just as the driver was getting out and runnning away, very fast.My wife said "get by this, quick as you can..." and I couldn't disagree. The fire engines zoomed by seconds later.
8 hours and 300 miles later we pulled up, exhausted but safe!
Apart from that though, it was an easy run.