Day 51 - Bumbugur, Mongolia

Kublai Kooks - Mongol Rally 2017
Day 51 – September 4, 2017
Wild Camp, Mongolia
Countries: 29 KMs/Miles: 19739/12337
Breakdowns: 15 Time @ Borders: 53h 15m

Today was by far the most productive day in Kook history. They were the first ones up and were busy having breakfast and packing up. They convoy life had been a disaster the day before and they had fallen well short of their kilometer target. As they watched a couple of people in the convoy doing yoga they realized they needed to get out if they were going to have any chance of getting to the finish line on time and a bit of time in Ulanbaatar. They waved goodbye to the convoy and hit the road by 7:30am.

The road turned to a sealed surface 1km up the road and stayed that way for the next 400km to the next town. There was no one on the road and they were in absolutely flying. This was pretty much the best road they had been on the entire trip! They were in the next town by 12:00pm and had achieved twice the kilometres as the day before and they hadn’t even left at this time the day before.
Coming into town they spotted a mechanic with Mongol Rally signs and a bunch of ralliers standing around outside it. They stopped to call in and chat, went and had some lunch, got a sim card, and got some groceries before pulling out to head on. Mike even booked his flights for after the rally. Taking care of business. The convoy however were only just pulling into town as the Kooks were leaving. It was agreed to keep in touch and the Kooks to find a camp spot.

The roads were turned back to gravel after another 120km of good roads and it was back to rally driving. The scenery was pretty spectacular and so the drone was whipped out for a bit. Coming into the next town Mike had the hammer down and managed to clip a rock which put a small hole in one of the 4x4 tires. Bugger! The dream run had come to a halt and with daylight running out. They put the spare on and headed to the town to find someone who could help out. A wiley guy in the centre of town lea them to a small hut where a local did a quick puncture repair in no time.

After breaking their good run and with little light left in the day the Kooks setup camp with an amazing view just out of town. The bet now was whether or not the convoy would reach them. After such a productive day it was time to put the feet up and enjoy a drink or 10. Mongolians and the Kooks have one thing in common – they both love vodka. How many elephants would you like in your drink? Drunk and with the convoy nowhere to be seen they crawled themselves into their sleeping bags knowing they were back on track. End transmission.