Bob: Petrol Couriers of Andalucia

We started in Avila at sunrise and finished 700km later almost at the gates of Gibraltar as all gas stations closed.

If there has been a defining factor for the day, it has been Joe running out of fuel.

As our pair of heroes has struggled on the plains of La Mancha against the windmill-like odds of reaching Gibraltar, just like another pair centuries earlier, the adventure always stalled at the some point, in our case: gasolino finito, engine stoppo.

The cause for these distractions has been Joe's leaking tank, which finally reached the point of losing half litre of fuel per hour. Not only this made stops short, it also meant going from refilling every 150km to about every 80km. And obviously I've been hauling spare fuel for stranded Joe from all corners of the country.

In any case we're resting the night in Ronda to arrive at Gibraltar in daylight.

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