James Stephenson

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Badabing Badaboom

Second and last day in Saudi. 400km of transit to be done before 5pm deadline at the port for our final ferry of the trip. 5 out of 5! We made it. More desert today, the hundreds of kilometres just rolled away with more and more barren desert. But we did see a bunch of camels, and a whole lot more rubbish just littering the median strips and caught in the low lying shrubs on the side of the motorway. The road itself was beautiful, 6 lane dual carriageway the whole way. And it’s funny, a heap of people think and say to us, “Oh, you’re Australian, this desert driving is easy for you isn’t it, you do this all the time?!” No, we don’t have to drive a hundred kilometres through the desert just to buy milk in Australia!

 

A decision was made with Lloyd and Traecy, and David and Nigel that we should pull off the highway sometime into an adjacent town and grab some lunch somewhere local. I can’t upload photo’s now but we had the greatest experience! A tiny little restaurant (couldn’t really call it that but i don’t have any better words) amongst a few other assorted shops in the middle of a town that had pictures of fish on the front, seemed like a great place to stop. We walked in and looked at the menu (a big fridge full of freshly caught fish) and pointed at 4 fish to share between the 6 of us. Took our shoes off, sat down on the floor (in the corner where the rugs where) and had a great conversation with a guy next to us (between us and the other guy and his mate, we filled the restaurant to capacity) and he spoke fairly well English. The deep fried whole fish came out on a huge plate on a bed of fantastic middle eastern rice. Ate it with our hands and it was delicious. 10 bottles of coke/7up, 4 fish and a kilo of rice between us cost 28US dollars. About the same price it took to put 150liters of fuel in our car! Stupidly cheap.

 

Customs at the Saudi port was again, not a speedy process. But we all got through and boarded the ferry to Sudan. Luxury sea travel if there ever is some!…….. not! Hahaha. This boat will be remembered for a long time. It’s a bit hard to describe without pictures. But at least we have a cabin and a shower, if you can call it a shower. We don’t have a shower rose, it is just a half inch pipe pointed in a general downward direction. Everything is falling apart, nothing has een touched since the 60’s when this boat was probably state of the art. Now it has gone to cross the red sea to die, sometime soon. Hopefully, not too soon. Not many people have keys to open their room and have to call one of the staff with a master key to open it. That’s if their door will even lock….

 

Funny story; sat down at dinner on the boat before it departed with some of the other Australian contingent and Dave Boddy says “hang on guys, i’ll be back in a second. I really don’t think we should leave our passports and all our money and documents in the rooms. Alot of people have suggested it’s not safe. I’m not going to risk it.” (slightly paraphrased from memory, intent and meaning is the same). “Fair enough,” I thought and he came back to the table with his bum-bag/rucksack thing. Dinner was woofed down by all and everyone petered off to bed. I was the last one to leave and look what i saw hanging off the back of the chair where Dave was sitting, his bag full of his passport and all his other goodies. Hahaha, silly move Dave! And the bad thing is i couldn’t find out where his room is to take it back to him. I bet he woke up in the middle of the night and thought to himself “(insert obscenity here)” and he hasn’t even come down to breakfast yet. Oh well, he’ll work it out soon enough.

 

Oh, another thing. Yesterday morning at the hotel at breakfast time there was all this talk about the guys in the Porsche had their electronics stolen out of the car. The window pried open and stuff stolen from inside by some local Saud’s. It filtered through and other people said they had stickers stolen, number plates taken, Martin and Josephine had their entire tool kit nicked from their locked boot. We checked our car and had 2 coats stolen (my warm polofleece with Twin View Turf and my name embroided on it, and dads ski jacket), one of my good leather driving gloves, my sunnies case and a 4pack of red bull, and our lock boxes where tampered with but still fine. What complete pricks! The hotel also assured us there would be 24security and guards, but the incompetent fella’s must have fallen asleep of something. Such a bloody inconvenience. And i though the Saud’s where scared of stealing because the punishment is getting your hand chopped off.

 

We are due to get off the boat at 1pm, then clear customs, then drive 700k’s to Gederaf, on a local Sudanese road. Word on the street is that it will take us 10 hours……

 

James

Indianna Jones Style

Out of Egypt, into Saudi Arabia. relatively Hassle free this time. After pulling into the hotel last night we had another good buffet dinner and 2 hours sleep before we all made our way down to the Egyptain port at 11pm to start the departure customs process, not a very fun thing to do when you have had a massive day it’s 1am and still told to wait in your car in the middle of a filthy dirty and somewhat derelict port. While we were queueing up to drive up the ramp into the belly of the beast, we were pulled out of line (like a naughty school boy) and asked if we can wait untill the end so the captain of the ship can have a photo with our car at the front of the loading hull, “yeah rightio then,” we agreed. By the time we strapped our car in (to the australian made catamaran transport ferry) and gone upstairs, all the good chair spots with sleeping advantages where taken, oh well, the floor was destined.

I wouldn’t really know how long it actually took to cross the Red Sea but i think we left Egypt at about 3am and pulled into Saudi at 9ish. Then the customs started, all our cars lined up to the side, a bus trip here, a bus trip there, sniffer dogs here, customs officials there. I think after about 3 hours they all got bored of doing the proper thing and it seemed like they just let us go. It was midday and had 500k’s of plain out highway driving in yet another new country. We smashed that out with a average speed of 98km/hr.

I’m not really sure how to describe saudi, it’s a bit odd. We drove 500 k’s and didnt see much at all, except massive expanses of rocky desert and jagged mountains to the east. Every now and then though would be a stretch of carraigeway that looks almost manicured, with palm tree’s and paving on the side, and then a big roundabout with desert plants all over it and then, BAM, all of a sudden there is just nothingness again. With rubish littering the desert and cuaght in the few shrubs that are around. Although Saudi isnt as filthy as Egypt.

Driving style on the side of the sea…… more or less the same. Blatant disregard for road markings, direction, lights, pedestrians. Still good fun. My kind of driving 😛

There hasn’t been any time trails today and won’t be any tomorrow either, just ransit days to get south and then on our last ferry ride for the rally. Reason’s being; Saudi Government (or kingdom or whatever it is called) didn’t end up letting females drive any cars, and with 2 teams being girl/girl, they wouldnt be able to compete.

The fella’s in the crashed 240z from Greece have fixed their car and are currently are freighting it to our stop tomorrow to re-join the rally. They are troopers.

JAmes

 

 

Cleopatra

I love driving in Egypt, they are developed enough to have road markings and lines, but backward enough that the drivers don’t really care. So that means i can drive how i like without any negative reproductions. Funny story: Pulled over to the side to look at map and a local came next to us and asked if we needed directions, we spoke a bit and decided to follow him 6 k’s down the road to our destination. Now remember they drive on the right side of the road. Down the road we go, T-intersection, he turns left, we follow, he stays FAR right on the hard shoulder, we follow, traffic coming towards us flashing lights (nothing out of the usual), we turn right on a dirt track and we realise the dirt track is a makeshift road that connects both sides of the dual carriageway!!! And for a kilometre, we drove on the wrong direction of a 4 lane highway to save some time! I burst out laughing and didn’t look back. Welcome to Egypt.

Today was tough. 3 stages in the full on desert. First stage we were trooping along very happily in the sand, driving through some beautiful canyons winding through some ‘sand creek’ things. Our massive ground clearance and slow speed torque was an advantage over some of the other cars. We were making our way through the sandy canyon and rounded a corner and just like the other day in the mud there was mayhem again. Bogged cars everywhere blocking our path. If there wasn’t any cars that were blocking our route we would have just plodded our way allllll the way through hassle-free. But, thats not how the cookie crumbles sometimes so we turned around and headed to the final stage of the day to make up the lost time from going the long way. Stil had a great day.

I think anyone could be a copper in Egypt. We were going along the dual carriageway and a cop car with two youngish guys in it flashed their lights and sirens behind us and i freaked out for an instant if i had done anything wrong, then they pulled up next to us and waved and thumbs up and everything happy and for the next 3km’s they showed us all of their different sirens and horns and all the cool things of a cop car (while doing 105km/hr).

Even in a beautiful hotel with marble floors and granite benchtops and classy waiters, you know your still in Africa when you turn the tap on and the water is still heaps dirty. Bottled water only from now on.

James