First medal run on Monday proved that Fang was not meant for flight. Next test on uphill gravel 20 km later done without shocks reminiscent of a rodeo event. Possible repairs lead us to a gold miner's fish farm and a pleasant afternoon drilling and welding. 220 v drills are hard on bits. This repair lasted until the first pot hole or approximately for three minutes. Ready to join the picnic club, we chanced upon a hardware store and resupplied with bolts of unknown quality and two replacement bits ( which do not fit our drill motor). While your pilot/diver consoled himself with Top Gun and an unusual buffet, our support team located a mechanic. By One AM Fang had most of his sox back on and we were ready to hit the race track at 7AM.
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| Monkey goes racing, Esquel Circuit 7AM |
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| It's the Pits |
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| Picnic Club or Race? Time will tell. |
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| Top gun will clean the pipes |
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| Fishing Break |
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| Where's my Monkey Wrench? |
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