Saturday, May 10, 2008

My kind of motorsport!

The Mongol Rally

The journey
Travel a third of the way around the earth, from London to Mongolia via a plethora of countries most people haven't heard of in any crap car that has an engine with no more than 1 litre of power.

What's the point?
The world is just a little bit too safe. Gone are the days where the edge of the map called you forth to discover what lay beyond - satellite maps and GPS have it laid out before you leave the armchair. What if you want things to go wrong? What if you want a bit of unknown in a world full health and safety measures? What if the words "adventure travel" conjure images of old ladies on a guided tour to Everest base camp with all the danger and real adventure neatly removed? What you need is the Mongol Rally.

If you want a full support crew (or any support crew) you're in the wrong place. If nothing goes wrong, then everything has gone wrong. You only start having fun when you break down in the desert with only a short stick and some chewing gum to fix your car. If your automobile completely lets you down and all else fails, e.g. the sky has fallen on your head, you may be able to get to Mongolia by scabbing a lift from other cars. However, you are supposed to be on an adventure not in a nursery class so if the sky does fall on your head, prop it up with a windscreen wiper and carry on. If you're worried, stay at home.

We can't guarantee your arrival at the finish line, or your safety.

Check it out!

So, anybody want to sponsor or join me next year?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

On a smaller scale, this is why I choose to bushwhack in these mountains rather than take the trails. I am sure I am in areas nobody else has been for decades and am often the first person to have set foot in the nooks and crannies. A wonderful feeling.