A
nice break for coffee, chatting and relaxing and watching the other
Spiders drive by, was most amusing. At the restaurant, we were all
wondering how they could miss the impressive line of Alfa Romeo
Spiders lining up in the parking lot.
We finally ended up for lunch, had yet another
excellent meal. After some more Alfa related chat we had to go down
in an enormous cave and mine named St. Pieter. It was previously
used as a source for sandstone and turned out to have an interesting
history.
Since the temperature in the sun was really high,
we all rushed down to the cave. In the quite chilly pits of the
mine, we got deeper and deeper. There was no light at all in the
mine, like when British cars were equipped by the Lucas "King
of darkness" Company. The photo shows interested Alfisti with
eyes as big as teacups, listening to the guide.
We walked and walked and some found it very cold,
but I come from the land of Vikings and the Arctic, so I didn't
mind. I was expecting it to become warmer and warmer down there. I
was also looking for Spiderman's cousin there, I had this picture of
his family with horns on the head, tail and a big shovel plus an
enormous fire and lots of coal, but we never met. Instead, we got
lots of culture and interesting stories down there. Some of us
stamped our feet to wake up the Australians. It was good to enjoy
the lunch after the mine.
The
organisation had another thrilling surprise this year. We swapped
our co-drivers and got a map that looked like "how to make you
own bomb from the Russian revolution". The Dutch were of course
very familiar with the Ball / arrow system rally.
Every Spider got a new crew and everybody was
very exited. I scored ten when Joyce Lemmens landed up in my
Spider. With such a co-driver, I might very well have taken the long
road or even the longest, but we followed the instructions and after
some disputes about the map and balls and arrows, we ended up with
some other Spiders.
It was quite a mess until we found that the left
and right arrows on the map indicated just 100 meters between each
turn. Very funny! The distances before were 2.500 meters etc. so you
really fooled us again! During this excursion, we had to pass a spot
with some mud and water. The mud was very tan and almost yellow,
easy to spot on a black Spider. Anyway, we were supposed to find
some letters here and there and add the letters together. Joyce and
I were thinking and thinking, but the letters just did not make
sense. Well, again I was fouled; the word was something in Dutch I
didn't know anything about. That's probably why we didn't win or
what do you think, Joyce?
At the finish, Klaus Mohr was waiting and
waiting, but his Hilde and the black Spider never showed up. Stina
asked him if he was worried about the Spider or his wife? The
arrived some 60 minutes after us, in good condition but with a
somewhat muddy car. Hilde and the co-driver Marianne Badoux had some
communication problems, since they didn't use the same language. The
beer tasted most refreshing in the sun.
Back
to the hotel, actually, not everyone drove back. The two Jan, Spaan
and Groen stayed to solve a malfunction trouble with the front
brakes of a 4th series Spider.
That kept them busy and I didn't have to keep off
the road for Jan Groen and his oil-burner. That evening, the
organisation had made it again. We had a four-course dinner with
perfect wine and everything. The conversation was "forte
crescendo" with many good laughs. Some of us got prices
and I got a big bottle of Genever.
Three black Spider owners were asked to step
forward too. Christiaan Spaan, Tony Borgioni and Klaus Mohr got
awards for yelling about the mud. Christiaan is most keen on keeping
his black Spider very tidy, so he got a bucket of dishwater and some
soap. That kept him occupied for a while and the rest of us had a
good laugh. Time just flew away in the Alfa chat bar.
Little Dagmar had grown another year and I never
saw if she got new dipers on the bonnet like last year. When she has
become a teenager, she will most likely prefer not to be reminded of
that or? Young girls have a tendency to be tricky about things in
the past.
We had yet another great collective breakfast
Sunday morning and then we drove our beauties in a long convoy. At
the first stop that day a Swiss Duetto from Neuchatel, owned by
Maarten DeGroot was waiting for us in the parking lot. Oh, no, not
again. It was so clean and red and tidy, even underneath. How do
they do it? I wonder what it will be like next year, when there will
be more Duettos from Switzerland. If I bring my Duetto on a trailer
and spend two years cleaning it, mine will look like that.
The
sun was evidently afraid of our roaming engines, because the sun
started to hide herself and the clouds showed more and more
interest. Finally they started to applaud and that was no problem.
It was the heavy rain that was the problem. After the lunch-break
the sky was wide open like the throttle of a 40DCOE, the rain poured
down and every hood went up in less than 5 seconds. Some Spiders
were of the right kind, as long as the Alfa was moving fast, the
rain only hit the windshield. But as soon as you reduced speed, they
were facing problems and I mean great problems and water. My
personal opinion is, that they knew that there was a photographer
and a video camera waiting and the wanted to look their best,
despite the rain. The rain was not so funny, so within short, every
spider had the top closed.
If you have seen "The Graduate" you may
remember the scene where Dustin Hoffman tells Ann Bancroft that they
are through and the rain floods down. This was on everybody's mind,
although nobody broke up any relationships.
The asparagus and traditional spare-ribs at the
Arizona tasted good after this well-organised Spider meeting in
Limburg -99. What strikes me, is the good
and friendly atmosphere, no matter if we are driving, eating,
drinking or taking care of our Spiders. This is something to reflect
on in the cold winter.
We found that Stina and I got company at the
hotel, because there were three Spiders going to France the next
day. Some beers and many laughs made the planning and reading the
maps that evening enjoyable.
Bas and Janneke Warnar, Cees and Marianne Badoux,
Stina and I and Mieke tried to make out the best route to France.
Spiderman looked like a Napoleon general with all the maps in front
of him. Strategic planning or?
Stina and I left early next morning for France
and the Alsace valley. We met the red Warnar Spider up in the hills
close to Colmar the next week. What do you think we were talking
about?
It is time to make reservations for the
Millennium Limburg meeting next year. Stina and I have already
checked the ferry timetable, so we will be there!
There are a lot of photos in the
Limburg gallery
Thanx a bunch to Cobi, Hans, Roni, Erwin van de
Wal and their families and all the rest who made this such a
memorable visit. See you all next year. And Spiderman, don't be
afraid of the Taxman!
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