Have been taught as a child, later as an adult and now as a lazy husband & father that great pleasure, joy and merriment comes after intense hard work and labour. Ummm...quite like the activity all/many of know which makes the world go round and nations populous !
OTR 4X4ing must be the only event where the dictum mentioned above is busted. For it is after a delightful OTR event that you break your back trying to get your vehicle back into shape. Or at least in this case -break your back watching someone else do it !
And so it was today. I knew for sure that after yesterday's clay and slush filled OTR at Rajmachi I had to make some time to completely wash out Admirals innards. And this is for the general health of the Admiral. For clay and mud has this odious habit of creeping into the vitals like wheels, brakes, prop shafts etc if not washed away and fouling up the mechanicals in due course of time.
I decided against going to the ASC - as they'd make me wait in quite a long line besides the tax and tax on tax (quite taxing even reading it !) on a simple task like washing and cleaning - leading to a bloated bill looking like a lady in the the family way at almost the end of her term and seconds before the big event. And I loathed to go to a way side wash and wipe joint which would further muck up what was already mucked up. And so while driving around looking for a respectable small chap I came across this fairly large multibrand vehicle service station near my house. Went inside and was treated like a king and Admiral like an Emperor. Lo and behold - something right near by and my myopic eyes couldn't spot and atrophied brain couldn't think - of it. Should have thought of it much earlier instead of agonising over it. Was met by the Manager and supervisor and escorted inside.
Anyway and needless to say let the snaps do the talking.
Admiral arrives in this bedraggled state at 9.25 am.
Fairly big place with lotsa cars and offering quite a few services.
At precisely 9.30 am Admiral was positioned for the dry docking.
To my mind it was a tough task as the clay was refusing to let go of Admiral.
Up a daisy:
And the first round of clay blasting begins.
The going was tough as the clay was real sticky type. Like something that bogged, first, Napoleon's army and then my Panzers in Russia years ago.
Incidentally Admiral was awarded with a battle honour for his efforts yesterday - the S d H (Scar d' Honour). This, when the front left alloy wheel pushed aside a huge rock when coming down, nay sliding down a long very slippery, clayee incline. His action paved way for other guys to avoid the rock by a mile on that rutted trail to hell.
Meanwhile it was clay, gooey clay, everywhere. Lumps and trucks of it falling everywhere.
Meanwhile here comes the diesel man. He's the guy who slathers the entire underbelly with diesel to loosen all the stubborn clay and tar stuck below.
Slowly what appears to be parts of Admiral slowly appear !
And the second round of blasting begins.
And it begins to look like it's good old days ! Drippin' though.
Meanwhile there was a scream and faint from one of the deck hands. He spotted more clay. This time inside the Admiral's bridge. He was promptly deployed to clean it. Last time, he thought to himself, that I'll ever open my mouth in over enthusiasm.
Every inch was brushed.
And then came the airman who used an HP hose to blow away all the detritus.
And then the engine bay:
There was a genuine puzzlement on part of the water blaster. As to how the engine bay was this clean despite the rest of the vehicle appearing to have participated in a female mud wrestling contest.
Anyway blasted:
And now slathered by the dieselman who was earlier the airman and prior to that the dieselman. He now has a severe identity crisis.
Blasted again !
I insisted that the frontal portion through the grill be doused/water blasted - the one way to clean the radiator really well. Keeps the AC output at its optimum best.
And then the dieselman with the airman's tendencies (or is it vice versa) came to air blow the engine dry.
And then began the soap opera !
Toyota (emblem) receives the toothbrush treatment. Every panel gap was brushed clean gently. Never seen the ASC chaps do many of these activities.

Which prompted me to ask the guys - "Yeh toothbrush kissne isthemaal karke phenka tha ?" To which the guys gave a cheesy smile and responded - " Kya saab ! Yeh naya hai jo hum ispecially lete hain - 'saaft' toothbrush."
To which I responded -"Achha, achha isske baad kissi ko de dete ho - danton pe isthemaal karne !" This time they didn't appreciate my humour.
And the final blast:
And the andar ki baat...interior scrubbing.
All to make Admiral look like this finally !
All for Rs 450/-.
Which I gladly paid and thanked everyone and rushed out into heavy rain. Dash it !
But then the underbelly was clean and soft as a new born baby's bottom - the most important aim of the assignment this morning.
"I am singin' in the rain..."