(Daniel) I woke up this morning to the sounds of Fie, beer in hand already starting to work on the hubs and fitting the axle.  I got up immediately and joined him.  We sat down to breakfast to discuss the work that we needed to do

The task at hand, assuming that the axle worked correctly, was basically to convert a cable system of braking to a hydraulic one.  My method is attached in a diagram, and although it looks a bit Heath Robinson here, in reality it is a tough system, capable of stopping the trailer under extreme conditions.  The work was not easy, and we had problems with the hubs, which turned out to be different types, these problems took a large chunk of the day and our patience and by lunchtime, both Fie and I had drunk our fair share of beer.   At the same time as working on the trailer, I downloaded my photos from yesterdays trip in the jungle; onto my laptop.  Fie noticed me doing this, and told me that if I used a card reader, which he magically produced from somewhere, the download time would be much faster.

I tried the card reader, and could see the photos, which I started to look through.  Just as I scrolled down, the card reader malfunctioned, and I lost another set of photos, this time my best to date by far!  I was livid, and Fie called his friend to take me into town, hoping to find a company that may be able to help.  When the friend arrived, he turned out to be the guy who had hit the Wolf from behind in the jungle a few days before.  I gave him some well deserved stick, and then went with him into Brinchang to try and find a solution to the problem.  Unfortunately, Brinchang and Cameron are not as advanced in computer technology as with their land rovers.  I could see the size of the photos still used on the drive, but could not see them in the directories.  I tried to download some recovery software in an internet cafe, but gave up in the end.  On the way back to the car, I picked up some cash which I intend to give to Fie.  He has insisted on doing all this for free from the start, but I plan to make him accept some money at least as a gesture if not payment.

I decided to hold onto the memory card and see of it would be possible to find a programme in Thailand that may recover the lost photos and videos.  If anyone has any recommendations on recovery software that can handle video and photos, please let me know!  Then with my smiling friend I headed back to the workshop, via a couple of stops to pick up more parts for the brake system.  When I returned to the workshop Fie was already well into the build process of our braking system.  The young Chinese guy who had hit me drove off, while I stuck my head under the trailer and got stuck into the build, making the brackets and drilling out the holes to mount the system, meanwhile Fie welded the parts in place, burning himself numerous times! Not long into our work, the young guy returned, followed by another Land Rover.  He had driven down the drive, and started out home, when this vehicle drove around the corner on the narrow lane, he had collided head on with the other Land Rover, all this in a manoeuvre not strikingly dissimilar to the one that had seen the same guy drive into the back of the Wolf a few days ago.  The two vehicles were crumpled, but hardly what you would call damaged!  The young guy changed his jungle tyres for road ones, as Fie and I finished laughing and returned to work 

We both worked on at full steam, eating on the fly and drinking our way through many cans of beer, but at 2am, we gave up, with the realisation that it would not be possible to finish the brakes tonight.  Before going to sleep, Fie and I used his PTO winch and a torsion bar wedged between his vehicle and mine, to pull the bumper back into place on the Wolf.  With this done, the door now closed properly, and could be locked again.  I felt like the world was finally realigning with my plans, and slightly sad, that tomorrow would probably be my last day here in Cameron Highlands with my new friends.

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