Day 4-5: We spent three nights at the hotel in Ajaccio right on the beach. Great accommodations. Our drives in Corsica have been very scenic but as we departed on day 5 we headed by ferry to Sardinia from the Porto Vecchio. 
This was a short ferry ride and we finished the day at Le Dune resort. We had a day off here and the best dinner we have had so far. Great food, beautiful presentation. No one was disappointed.
Day 7: 
Back on the road again. We are always glad to be moving. Many competitors need the day off to work on their cars. I use our day to do laundry (in the sink) and catch up on email. Everyday brings more scenic roads and very ancient architecture.
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Castelsardo. It was founded in the twelfth century but now is an important commercial center with narrow winding streets. I was worried about driving-rather worried about stopping- on the narrow, uphill streets so I made Ed drive. Turns out, out route took us around this steep section.
There was another highlight this day-at least for some. We had the opportunity to drive a race circuit in Mores. We never planned to drive it, but I rode with Marco Halter, a rally friend and race circuit fanatic. When asked if I had fun, I could only say it was exhilarating. He drove 100 mph in a definitely non-stock 1957 VW Beetle! The only mishap was at the end, his fan belt had come off. No damage to the car. 
Day 8: The highlight this day was not getting lost. We did that yesterday afternoon, however we did get in on time. I don’t have a working GPS as backup, so we certainly had some tense time until we finally got back on track. The most interesting stop today was in Loelle at the site of a large Nuraghe. I know, what is that? well these are typical Sardinian stone structures from prehistoric Sardinian cultures. They are huge. I must look up what the significance was, but they look like truncated conical towers resembling a medieval tower. Sort of. 
We arrived at the Colonna Resort Hotel for another day off. When we depart tomorrow, (day 10) we will take another overnight ferry to Tuscany, the part of Italy where we will finish this rally
More from the road,
J
I’m convinced it had its hay-day in the 1930s. It’s the kind of place you’d expect to see Woody Allen in the lobby setting up to film his next movie. We had a great corner room overlooking the Mediterranean. Best yet, 
Stewball was parked in front waiting for us. The most difficult thing was finding and paying for fuel. We were on empty and needed a fuel stop very close to the hotel. Found one close by, then had to work out the self-pay system in Italian.
We had a great lunch in a charming restaurant with another beautiful view. I’ll try not to use the word beautiful too often, but this part of the world is spectacular and our weather has cooperated. Then there are the small villages, each with at least one church.
Now in Corscia, a part of France, and I can read the road signs. I have yet to catch on to Italian road signs, but I am learning some new British English. I now know what a “lay-by” is. Think pull-off or rest area. I’m also learning some Corsican road terms. A Main Road can be defined as usually having two lanes (one each way) and may a center line and guard-rails. But don’t count on it. Roads in general have no shoulders and are shared by bikers, hikers and tourist taking photos. It’s a challenge since so far all the roads wind around and up and down. Hard on the shoulders since Stewball (and most of the other cars) have no power steering.
We are at the same hotel for three nights right in the Mediterranean. Almost like having a rest day. No packing up luggage each morning. Just grab the road book and time card and go. Just so you don’t think this is a tour, we do have Regularities each day. Three usually. For you non-rally readers, a regularity is a precision driving section. You are given a speed table that tells you how fast you are to drive some unknown distance. Sometimes the speed changes at a given point-say in 2 kms and then again at 5.6 km. You don’t know where the checkpoint will be so the goal is to come as close to the correct average speed as possible at all times, taking into account, turns, bikers, hikers and traffic. Now the speed table is critical. But on this day, I forgot to pick up the speed table. When we got to the start of the regularity, I was driving, and I told Ed we just had to wing-it since I had no idea how fast I was to drive. Well, it hardly gets better than this, I missed the precise time by 1 second! Never on these events have we done this well.
granite cliffs. Unknown to us, it clearly contains the Heart of Corsica. Do you see it?
Our last long day on the road. When we started out, I felt like we were on a road rally, which by the way I think Iceland would be a great place to rally, because we had a discrepancy between our map and the GPS (again). The only obstacle for a rally would be the lack of hotels for a big group. The first part of the day was really not so interesting to us. We were in farm land with mountains in the background. Much like the western states in the US. However, the setting became more stunning as we drove along. Unfortunately, the weather and roads deteriorated. We drove wet, sometimes muddy gravel much of the way on route 54 with plenty of one lane bridges. (I washed the car twice today!)
We made a stop at Glaumbaer at a site which had been a farm for 900 years and is now a heritage museum. Many of the original sod houses and buildings have 
been restored to their original state.
through the Snaefellsjokull National Park with unusual landforms and lava fields. It is the oldest national park in Iceland and named for the 4446 m tall stratovolcano and glacier. It is popular with the paranormal community and in 1993 hundreds of UFO enthusiasts gathered in the hopes of greeting alien visitors. They were disappointed. We only made one stop because of weather but are lots of things to see here if you have the time.
This is the view from the lounge. Dinner was excellent and well presented in a dining room looking over the water. Can’t say enough about this stop.
Hofsos is a picturesque town on the water. Fishing seems to be the norm along here but there is also a thermal pool with a great view over the Arctic ocean. We didn’t go in, but on this Sunday, the pool definitely had more cars than any church. Religion doesn’t seem to have a big effect on people here. 
Fourth stop, the Solheimajokull glacier. I intended to walk out on it, but it turned out to be quite a hike. Take note: if you travel Iceland, I highly recommend hiking boots. I don’t have them and many even short walks are on loose gravel. The tiny specks in this photo are people walking on the glacier so you see how far I still had to go.
