Our rally is at an end, sob, sob but ahead of us is one of the most amazing drives we’ve ever encountered. We didn’t know it at the time, of course, but we thought it would be fun to drive across the Alps from Italy into France en route to Lyon rather than through the Frejus Tunnel and motorways, even though it would add hours to our journey. Boy, are we glad we did!

Mont Cenis, snow-capped mountains and the bluest reservoir

I made friends with the huge Turkish Kangol, right, who lives with these Bedlington terriers … Soooo cute!

The plaque commemorating Hannibal’s amazing journey across the Alps

The sun shone and the scenery was stunning, as we expected. What made it even more special was a fabulous lunch at a tiny roadside cafe/refuge at the top of Mt Cenis. Hannibal crossed the Alps here with his elephant

Paris … What a sight

s! A plaque told us so. Napoleon also crossed here, and in more recent times (1861) the British built a steam train to bring tourists across the Alps (only the Brits eh?). A small tunnel at the side of the road is all that remains of the railway …. In its heyday it chugged up here bringing 4,000 tourists a year.

The pass itself was awesome. Would not want to drive it on anything other than a sunny day, though. We drove over a small rock and it seriously dented our exhaust. We stopped for lunch at a roadside refuge where we enjoyed delicious soup and quiche, tarteflette (ham, cheese and potato gratin – proper mountain food) and myrtle tart! The owner was so welcoming and I made more friends among canine visitors, so I was very happy.

We were reluctant to leave although when the sun disappeared behind the mountain it got very chilly very quickly and when we drove down the mountain Steve was surprised at a patch of ice on the road!

Several hours later as we sat in a traffic jam at Lyon our mountain idyll seemed so long ago and far away!

Next stop Paris, Calais and Dover!

It was an amazing experience and knowing that, thanks to all your amazing support, we’ve raised almost £4,000 for Variety is really quite an achievement – that’s 1/6th of a Sunshine coach or a child’s electric wheelchair. So thanks to everyone who supported Kings on the Run, we could not have done it without you!

What a road!

Next stop Dover – we survived the Italian Job!

The water splash at La Battistina

Monday October 27: This morning first stop is a cycle museum (the Museo Dei Campionissimi) 15 miles away. It has some amazing exhibits and some cycles carved out of wood that are almost works of art, they were so beautiful. Even those of us who prefer four wheels to two could see the attraction. The next stop was the Villa Sparina just five miles away through pretty countryside… and the demon road book tried its best to send us off the beaten track.

As we approached the Villa via a pretty country road we spied a classic Mini ahead with its bonnet up… a sure sign that something’s up, so Steve, who’s a bit handy with a Mini engine stopped to see if we could help. The car stank of petrol… there was a leak somewhere but Steve managed to fix it with a bit of jiggery-pokery, much to the amusement of a chap who was doing some gardening. By this time about three other classic Minis

A sight for sore eyes!

had stopped to offer moral support and we enjoyed a bit of banter together with our new-found Italian friend.

The Villa Sparina is a vineyard that makes a wine called Gavi, which you can buy in England, I recommend you look out for it as it is delicious. The scenery around here is magnificent and well worth a visit if you’re touring this part of northern Italy.

Lunch was scheduled for another vineyard (such a hard life!) La Battistina… and the journey there provided us with some of the best fun we’d had on the road so far. It was only six miles away, a doddle, surely? Following the road book we were surprised to see a line of Minis driving back along the road we were heading for, all drivers and passengers gestic

The beautiful scenery around the villa that produces a delicious wine called Gavi

The waiter who just lurvved our Mini

ulating to say the road was blocked (no signs of course!) It was quite a narrow road, so impossible to turn around until we got almost to the end where there was the biggest concrete bollard across the road to block our path. Good thing a classic Mini is easy to manoeuvre. We joined the line of Minis when our friends, Jonathan and Malcolm, indicated to us to follow them… Jonathan had somehow managed to understand some directions to our destination from one of the locals so we put our foot down.

By now the road book was useless… so we drove blindly on not knowing if we were vaguely in the right direction until we eventually saw some of the red caps of Italian Job organisers waving at us to indicate that we should take a sharp right on to some rough ground. The reason soon became clear… a concrete bridge had collapsed ahead of us, so there was nothing for it but for us to ford a stream (quite fast flowing and a bit unnerving as Peach was already letting in water!) but of course the classic Minis made light work of it and we then drove straight ahead to the most beautiful vineyard where we had a magical al fresco lunch.

As we were among the first to arrive… Kent pioneers leading the way…  there was time for some banter with the catering staff who all came outside to admire our car(s) – a waiter and then a rather amply proportioned chef both vied for the chance to sit in our tiny car. They thought the fact that we had to wear ear defenders was hilarious! We spent a few hours in the beautiful courtyard overlooking the vineyards, soaking up the sun and generallly enjoying life.

Tomorrow we’re really looking forward to… it’s Monza where we’ll be allowed to drive on the famous F1 circuit. Wonder if they’ll let us anywhere near the fabled banking?

One of the reasons that we wanted to take part in the 2014 Italian Job is because it involved a visit to Turin and anyone who has seen the original 1969 film starring Michael Caine will know why. The “escape” scenes through the city are unforgettable so to drive in the city around some of the sights in the film was always going to be a highlight.

First stop was the former Fiat factory and the Lingotto test track where they used to give new Fiats a trial on the roof. I was really looking forward to this, so you can imagine my disappointment when we found

Tour of Turin, mind the tram!

Peach made it on to the roof of the Lingotto!

out that cars

Kent gets everywhere! Behind me is the famous weir

are no longer allowed to drive on the roof! Not to be deterred, Steve unbolted Peach’s bonnet and, much to the surprise of a stern-faced security guard we took it up in the lift to the roof, where much to everyone’s delight, we paraded him around the roof circuit!

After lunch was the much anticipated p

Police escort

The motorcycle outriders were great

olice escorted tour of Turin. It was mad and huge fun. Keep up with the car in front, don’t allow the slightest gap or someone will squeeze in, we were warned. Ignore red traffic lights! Make as much noise as possible. Well, the police motorcycle outriders were fantastic. Speeding ahead to stop traffic and ensure no stragglers got left behind. The people of Turin were delighted to see us and it must have been quite a sight, over 50 Minis (mostly classics) causing traffic jams in the city once more!

It is an experience we’ll never forget. So thank you to the Police and the city of Turin.

A warm welcome from this mime clown

No wonder I’m smiling, with the ear defenders on I can’t hear a word Steve says!

This little chap is a gift for my niece … He’s enjoying his trip around the track at Modena

Sunday October  26: Sorry for the delay in keeping up with my blog! Honestly, the pace of the navigational rally has been relentless with starts most days at 8.30am, which means we have to be in the car ready to line up shortly after 8am and not getting back to the hotel until 6ish most evenings, with dinner at 8pm… it’s exhausting, but we’re holding up well. No arguments so far, although that could be because we can’t actually talk to each other while we’re driving as Peach is soooo loud! Hand signals are coming in handy, and so far we’ve managed to keep it all very civilised, as you’d expect.

Today we drove 118 miles to the city of Modena and the autodrome, which involved quite a lot of motorway to get there… my ears were ringing by the time we arrived on a beautiful, hot, sunny Sunday afternoon. We took part in some special stages trials in the paddock… mainly slaloming between traffic cones in 30 seconds (not as easy as it looked, as it happens) then we enjoyed a delicious buffet lunch before the Italian Job Minis were directed on to the track by the marshalls for a parade. The pace was too slow for Steve to really enjoy it but the Minis were well received and we enjoyed our five minutes of fame!

Afterwards we were off the clock and free to explore the area. We chose, along with a few friends, to visit Casa Ferrari, the home of Enzo Ferrari, which is now an impressive motor museum. If we were hoping to see Ferraris we were to be disappointed, they had an exhibition of Maseratis to celebrate the marque’s centenary. Some of the cars were absolutely gorgeous, though, particularly those of the late 1950s – they had real class and evoked an era when motoring was something rather special.

Tonight we’re staying at the Spinetta Marengo in Allessandria, a couple of hours outside of Turin. The hotel has a pool… bliss I can’t wait to dip a toe in the warm(ish) water (mind  you, it had a whirlpool thingy and I couldn’t swim against the current. I’d have been going round in circles (there’s a theme emerging, have you spotted it  yet?) for ages if Steve hadn’t formed a human dam and literally grabbed my arm and threw me out of the whirlpool into the  main pool – it was hilarious! There’s a pizza restaurant adjacent to the hotel so with a couple of our new found friends, Malcolm and Jonathan, a father and son from Scarborough and Cannes respectively, we ate royally, just like kings in fact!