A year ago, my 2CV was in many pieces.
In January, she returned triumphantly to the road. On the way to the NEC Resto Show, she hit 1000 miles since rebuild. This didn't feel enough. Thankfully, a friend was getting married in France over the Easter weekend. Game on!
I prepped* the car for the trip with a lot of care. By which I mean I checked the fluid levels, greased the kingpins and lobbed a few random parts and a warning triangle into the boot.
Day of departure.
This was a tough leg to be fair, seeing us clock up around 250 miles on our way to Sussex. Mrs DW's sister offered a useful staging post. We found a diner on the way, for properly unhealthy food and half-arsed service.
Next day, we headed for Dover, allowing plenty of time. I'm glad we did as three miles from the port, all hell broke loose.
A shunt up ahead required the services of the Fire brigade. We were sat for a terrifying amount of time.
We got there though, just in time!
Then we discovered that other friends were on the same boat. Nice.
A fuel stop was required almost immediately, though the only one on the French side. We would cover just under 200 miles en France.
The wedding was in the town of Saint-Amand-les-Eaux, which is just south of Lille - Belgian border, quite nice and dishevelled. Very French. Dead chuffed to find a Renault 4 to park next to!
Next day, we headed to the wedding. The theme was 1960s/1970s. Fittingly, Elly the 2CV wears a 1960s grille.
She was one of several classic Citroens.
A wedding hoon convoy around the town was fun.
Next day, there was a classic car show in the town. Very informal. Folk just turned up, stayed around for a bit, and buggered off again.
Then we started the drive home, stopping off in Dunkerque for sightseeing...
Then it was back on the boat on Monday, behind a Dutch Golf.
And a Volvo.
We had another night in Sussex, as I'd done some work in Kent while we were there. My nephew helped me check the car over before the last stretch home.
Five days and 900 miles later, we were home!
Not a lot to report wrong with the 2CV. The speedometer bulb packed up in France, which made driving at night interesting, and the handbrake went from poor to entirely useless. Must adjust it. It does also seem to be building fumes up on the windscreen, which suggests either a head leak (doesn't seem to smell) or oil misting somewhere on the engine. It isn't using very much (one small top up on the trip). It is seriously loud though - earplugs were necessary for most of the trip, especially motorway sections. I'm also badly out of shape. My arms and shoulders ache a fair bit today. The S-MX, with its over-assisted steering, has spoilt me!
So, in short, we drove a long way in the 2CV. The 2CV was fine, but I coped less well. Nice little trip though!