It's not as if we weren't expecting it when the corrugations did come, and the reduced dust was welcome for a little while at least.
As anyone who has travelled over a speed bump will know, there's nothing to be feared if you slow to match the designed speed of the bump. Corrugations work exactly the same way, so if you close your eyes and imagine speed bumps at say one or even half metre centres for five hundred kilometres, you'll get some idea of how much fun it is to drive on roads like this.
Of course it's not as simple as that. Front wheel and back wheel are rarely synchronised, and it's not long before the gold fillings in your back teeth start to rattle. At that point you start to hunt around for a more comfortable speed, but there isn't one.
Oh sure you can settle down for a few hundred metres or even more at that "sweet spot" where you seem to be gliding over the tops of the bumps, but it's never long enough before a corner or a pothole or a dip or even a caravan coming the other way on the limit of control, contrive to change the frequency of the bumps and once was comfortable becomes bone and suspension shattering if one is not constantly vigilant.
After an hour or two on the corrugations I was glad I'd bolted on the number plates and used locktite on the nuts after fixing them first with double sided tape.
We were half way through day one, the cabinets hadn't fallen apart, there weren't too many new rattles appearing and we only had a few hundred or so kilometres to go till we could call it a day.
What was not to like about that, apart from the reports of the road deteriorating the further North we go?
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Here in the US we call that “washboard.” Easier to spell, too. Having spent many a day in the desert Southwest we are very familiar with the phenomena. Mushy tires are your friend!
Mushy Tyres are indeed your friend. Over here, "Tires" is what driving long distances on washboard roads does to you! :)
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