We woke after last night’s storm to find ourselves under the baleful presence of cloud shrouded Mount Doom (actually Mt Ngauruhoe). But we weren’t overawed by the setting: having driven so far about the distance of Inverness to Naples, much of it over gnarly farm tracks and logging trails, we’re settling into a battle rhythm. Morning business starts with re-syncing of watches against rally master time and picking up route book changes that have to be done as ‘plot and bash’ on the day’s first road section. Then a mix of regularity stages between coffee and lunch breaks taken against time control deadlines, and fitting in fuel stops: neither Rosie nor Daffers have long range rally tanks. At the evening halts the drivers do their ‘spanner checks’ to see which bits have worked loose and what needs topping up, while the navs get time cards finalised. Today being a Sunday... we did it all just the same. A grand day for Rita and Mario today, slating the lowest daily penalties of the whole field, a parsimonious five seconds.
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