Monthly Archives: March 2015
Here they go… It’s the ultimate stairway to Eden.
Heavy heavy fuel.
Here’s the first fuel top off. We’re on full tanks for the first time… Big fuel increase tonight of R 1.62/ liter. This should give me about 1750 km. on the road.
What a day !!! Thanks to Alan Pringle’s electrical expertise, we got our roadworthy certificate !!! THIS IS REAL CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION & means I can move into the final phase… Loading the truck with everything prior to departure. 😀 😀 😀
Change of scenery
Well, Paul of truckmec’s worked his magic & Nyati’s been rumbling around between Waterfall & Kloof for the past few days, testing everything out. Here it is overnighting in the cottage driveway, preped & ready to face the COR test bed.
DECORATIVE AIR FILTER
Nyati is a mean, mean machine, there is no doubt about that. But sometime you just gotta have some bling ! Check out the massive chromium plated shiny thing !
NYATI’S PREP FOR COR
Nyati’s secret (photogenic) side, previously hidden by overgrowth. She is now in the tender care of Paul Saunders, of Truck Mec. He’s checking Nyati over from bumper to bumper for COR testing next week.
This project benefits “HELP THE FIGHT AGAINST TUBERCULOSIS!”, a program of Medecins Sans Frontieres / Doctors Without Borders.
Start Me Up Lyrics – Rolling Stones
*”Start Me Up”* If you start me up If you start me up I’ll never stop If you start me up If you start me up I’ll never stop I’ve been running hot You got me ticking gonna blow my top If you start me up If you start me up I’ll never stop You make a grown man cry Spread out the oil, the gasoline I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine Start it up If you start it up Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got I can’t compete with the riders in the other heats If you rough it up If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up Don’t make a grown man cry My eyes dilate, my lips go green My hands are greasy She’s a mean, mean machine Start it up If start me up Give it all you got You got to never, never, never stop Never, never Slide it up You make a grown man cry Ride like the wind at double speed I’ll take you places that you’ve never, never seen Start it up Love the day when we will never stop, never stop Never stop, never stop Tough me up Never stop, never stop, never stop You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man cum You, you make a dead man cum
R V Nyati – From the Beginning … The Musical