Nice was really nice!, and the cruise down the Boulevard Des Anglais was enjoyable, we were all still very happy that the dub was moving at all. I was using more 4 wheel drive now to take the strain from the rear joint as it was down to 4 bolts due to bent bolts and a stripped thread. I had had a chance now to mull over what had happened, and at the campsite got underneath and checked all 4 rear joints. The other three were all tight, and I can only surmise that I only ever did the faulty joint bolts up by hand, the wife probably called me in for tea, and I never re-checked. It was annoyingly on my to-do check list before we left, but as the roof bed was still being made on the Saturday we left, it never happened. The 16" uses bigger bolts, and I fortunately took the tools to do the job, but I am left with a repair job that should have been avoided.
Louise was pleased to see I was getting on with the washing up and hoovering when she came down from her bath!!
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The tool kit!!!
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The ferry we chose travelled to Bastia, which is the biggest town in Corsica. It was a great big yellow thing, quite new, and very comfortable. The crew was mainly Italian, and very efficient. We arrived in Bastia ay 1915hrs. When underway the ferry trip was brilliant, we left the Riviera coast and motored along it with great views of Italy and Monaco. The weather was perfect, and we spent most of the time on the decks. The ferry also allowed dogs on board, and there was a dog exercise yard on the top deck. We did not bring our dog, because of this ferry trip, as we thought that like the British ferry's rule, we would have to leave her in the dub. The French are much more dog friendly. Corsica came into view 2 ½ hours before arrival, and we began to appreciate that the island was just a big lump of mountain sticking her head out of the sea. This was the exciting bit, with Corsica on one side and the islands of Elba off the Italian coast on the other. The ferry trip cost 288 Euros return.
Arriving in Bastia
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Polombaggia Beach.
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Video of arrival at beach.
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Fishing Ray Mears styleee!!
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We docked, and to save time drove through the evening and early night, as it gets dark noticeably earlier, towards Porto Vechio in the South of the Island. The dub was now running on 95 octane as the 98 on which she is tuned is not available on the island at all. I thought it would be alright for the 90 miles, before I could re-tune her.
We free camped in a deserted cattle yard, going to sleep listening to the frogs, cicadas, and a strange hooting bird. The next day (Thursday) we found a lovely campsite called U Pirellu, which had a swimming pool, great facilities, and was 36 Euros a night. The campsite was set on a hillside overlooking the sea amidst a cork oak forest.
I re-tuned the Dub's timing for 95 octane, as now it was very hot, and any slow speed running resulted in the fan coming off and on continually. This then caused an intermittent slow speed running gremlin, to mar the otherwise flawless running.
Corsica is special, it is a predominantly green island, and this sets it apart from the South of France, and other Med Islands where dusty dull hillsides dominate. The mountains and hillside are generally covered by small trees, and the French draconian planning laws mean that the coast is not built up. This means that beaches like Polombaggia have survived. When we were there Corsica was nearly deserted, the campsite had just a smattering of people, mainly German, this added to the enjoyment. The beaches were truly stunning, and the main reason why we wanted to drive all that way.
The roads were in general good condition, but some were very poor. The interior of the island is dominated by twisting roads where we were using 2nd and 3rd gears all the time. This can be tiring if you have to drive a long way, so with advice from Mudlark, a Corsican veteran, we opted to cover small distances, and only move campsite 3 times.