People fuelled up on porridge, and us cars fuelled up 8 km down the road. Shortly afterwards, Henry, Dave's car, lost his fuel pump. Unusual to hear Dave on the radio saying he has a problem. Very quick pit stop, considering, to fit spare fuel pump and on our way once again. Buzzards had been circling above having sensed a wounded animal.
Generally heading south we kept away from the main routes. Up and over a number of hills, long straight roads between towns. We fuelled up again on cheap petrol in Luxembourg. Town of Martelange - one side of the road is in Belgium, the other side in Luxembourg - the side with petrol stations as far as the eye could see. Take your pick of brand.
Heading for the Maginot line we successfully crossed the Tour De France line before the roads were closed and barred our way.
Arrived at the Hackenburg fort on the Maginot line in time for the tour. Two hours long, well worth the time and entrance fee. Includes two train rides through the tunnels from the ammunition stores to the gun emplacements. Huge underground complex and this was just one of many. Working turret demonstrated - raised out the ground and turned. Quite cold in the bunkers though. Too much like John's usual working environment.
Ready to leave, and I have to call everyone back when I realise I have a puncture. Again, quick pit stop to change and we are on our way to camp site. Supplies bought for Dave's Chilli en route. First self catered evening meal of the trip.
Campsite in Thionville, on the banks on the Moselle.
Day of mishaps continues when glass saucepan lid is dropped and shatters all over the wash room floor. DOH!
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