Breakfast in the Desert. Hot eggs and foul (pron. ‘fool’ - it’s brown beans). Over dinner last night we discussed the Willy’s problem and narrowed it down to the 80 octane petrol. That plus the dirt is the most likely cause of the poor running, so once we struggle through this tankful we shall move on to the 1000 litres in the Iveco truck. Over and out. Packing up camp! Picture is dawn over our camp.