Pump it up

After we broke camp this morning Robin and I headed to the beach. Little black birds squabbled and threw half eaten purple fruits at the Ktm as it snoozed under a tree in the midday sun. We made sandwiches and watched the stormy sea waiting on a call from the dealer about the parts.
The A7 along the sea front that joins all the towns, hotels, shops and beaches was described by regular visiting biker Tim Cullis as the most dangerous part of any Moroccan visit it's easy to see why! Chockablock lorries and scooters alike powering along a narrow two lane race track at 100+kph while camper vans pull out of driveways and the traffic reorganises its self like sardines in a tin finding space for just one more, hoping marbles in a pipeline isn't a better analogy. Good initiation perhaps!
The filter kit did arrive though just as Carlos at Ktm Marbella promised and all the gut feelings about plastic bags wrapping round the pump proved nearly true; sheets of black plastic shavings filled the tank, filter and housing! The original tank was white plastic so presumably this was from the new Aqualine Safari tanks not being cleaned inside when the previous owner fitted them :( The other random bit of plastic pipe found was less easily explained, what sunken treasure awaits finding in the other tank when we get back!
Tonight we sleep in a truck stop by the A7, clean sheets and a proper shower for the first time in a week, nice  tomorrow comes Algeciras and Africa!