Words: Alexander Boucke Photographs: Alexander Boucke and Karin Lukaszewicz
After leaving the big ADO16 meet in Gaydon with the trophy for the furthest travelled we spent another day in London before finally heading home. It was all plain sailing and rather relaxed – that starter motor seemingly felt threatened by the replacement in the boot and worked like a charm… Belgium greeted us with heavy rain as so often, but that was just a little distraction as the 1300 purred along. Interestingly the cracked exhaust is not making itself heard on the motorway. After a total of 2759 miles we pulled into our drive and gave the Princess a well deserved rest.
Back home life roped us in quickly with school preparations, work, a slightly overgrown garden and so on. Time to wade through more pictures as the number on the bootlid of the Princess shows was short, so it took a while to prepare a final set for a nice gallery – well here it is at the bottom of this page…
The weather was very kind with us and it was really as good as it looks in the pictures. The repairs done to the sunroof before the journey more than paid off! The engine burned just short of 400 litres of expensive super unleaded and a little more than four litres of oil. At times the Princess’ range of about 250 miles on a good day felt quite short, but this was more due to the case of fuel stops adding to our already regular stops.
Travelling with our children meant that we turned up much later than anyone else at the days final destination on most legs of the trip, but spent more time at attractions along the journey. Tatton Park was a good choice to spend some hours before finally hitting the M6 to the North. So while I drove into the night, the girls on the back seat fell asleep and surely had some nice dreams about all the animals in the farm.
The drive from Bothwell to John o’Groats through the mountains and along the Lochs gave so many different views, that not much additional distraction was needed. Who needs DVD players in the back of a car? Sadly Nessie failed to make an appearance.
Looking back this was a wonderful event, it promised much and did not fall short of the promise. Even now, being back home since slightly more than two weeks, I struggle to single out the most beautiful spot of the whole journey. Instead we have plans for many future holidays – roughly one for each day during the journey. One day we’ll be heading to John o’Groats again, or the Highlands, or Goathland – but not all in one trip! Taking one of the classic cars out again? You bet… A larger boot would be nice, but there is a Maxi and a 3litre in the garage… As long as there is Hydrolastic or Hydragas in the suspension I shall be happy!