Repeat until it’s drilled in….thou shalt start the stage with a full tank….thou shall start the stage with a full tank.
This is pretty much race prep 101…and I’m blaming the dodgy fuel gauge and Apple maps. While I don’t have any photographic evidence of it…I’d swear blind that the tank was at least a 1/4 full. This should have been plenty to make it to the start but somehow the warning light flashed on…the dual carriageway we were on was more barren than some motorways in the U.K.
The sat bag. Siri and google betrayed us and it was pure lucky that not far up the road there was one open…2 Miles left on the range
Somehow despite this, we parked back in the same place (a convenient distance from the buses) we still made it Avant (leaving before the race)
In a catalogue or errors for the day once the stage was over I managed to pick the wrong location for the sat nav. 20mins later I spotted the error, turned it around and headed the right way. Luckily my travel companion was busy editing in the car and missed the awkward deja vu I had heading back the way we came.
When the night ends with not only getting a good dinner at a proper restaurant but also checking into your hotel (and sorting the double for the twin you had booked) you can’t be too upset…much worse has been endured..