After our eventful morning we headed for Plettenberg Bay. Laura and I were in the back of the car so decided that we would navigate to provide ourselves with something to do. The decisions we made ended up making sure that we ended the day in fits of giggles.

We again decided to see some of the landscape and headed off the main roads and onto the dirt roads. Laura decided best path would be Prince Alfred Pass. What the map did not show us is that it would take about 2 hours and there were no towns or more importantly fuel stations in the whole pass. About an hour into the pass Rory mentioned that air con would have to go off as we were running rather low on fuel. We started the journey with 4 bars of fuel and we had just dropped to our last bar. None of us had any idea how long the tank range was or really how much longer we had to go, apart from on the map it looks like quite a distance. When the last fuel bar went and the fuel indicator started blinking we all got a little concerned. We wound the windows up to increase aerodynamics of the car and started coasting down hills instead of actively driving, main problem was that we kept encountering up hill slopes that required our precious fuel to get up! Laura was ecstatic that we might run out of fuel as this would add a good story for her next email home, I was not so convinced that breaking down was needed to add drama to emails home. We started taking note of people and farms we passed to have some idea of how far back the walk would be. We also tried to hinder cars overtaking us in case we needed them to tow us - they of course did not know about this plan which was a slight flaw granted.

Despite the fuel light flashing for 45 minutes we thankfully coasted into Plett and managed to fuel up before the car gave up. We now have a rule that the drive must not let the fuel drop below quarter of a tank and/or go onto gravel roads if filling up is not an option at that point.