The electric car association’s European tour continues – in wind and splashing rain.
On Sunday, three guys from the Electric Car Association started their journey south through Europe. The destination is Milan in Italy and the trip will take place using our new blue charging chip. And a certain app, it should turn out.
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Day two: EV's & Butt-Head on the autobahn
We are still going to Milan, but we woke up in Copenhagen. For drizzle and side winds.
It turned out that yesterday’s memory of us parking the Mustang in the Danish capital with 150 kilometers on the power tank, came with just the tank. The thought tank.
It turned out that we had well under a hundred left, and that we thus did not get very far south of Copenhagen before we strictly had to stop, at another Ionity lightning charger station.
"Start charging from the app?"
The sad memories from the Ionity station in Helsingborg the night before, came to mind extra hard when we did not get in touch with the lightning charger this time using the charging chip.
Admittedly, it helped a lot in the mood that some Danes with a definitely complete fossil Audi stood and looted with the lightning charger in front of the diesel tank hatch and scratched their heads.
Danes, where are you after…
We even moved to another of the Ionity chargers in the hope of making contact with the chip, and there was suddenly a full flap at the first beep.
In addition, we received some mild hints from the headquarters, ie the Norwegian Electric Car Association’s member service, where they wondered if we had tried to start charging directly from the Charging Club app since we did not get in touch via the charging chip?
Start charging directly from the Charging Club app?
WHAT?
No one had mentioned to us that was possible when they sent us down to Europe with a borrowed orange Mustang.
Well, then we’ll try that trick next time we’ll charge. Ehh
We do not quite decide if we should be angry because we had not been informed about this, or if we should feel like Beavies and Butt-head on a trip.
Or maybe rather: Like EV’s & Butt-head.
We live fairly well with doubt
On the wave gray…
With 80 percent on the battery and lots of rain in the hair – why, by the way, there is almost never a roof on the charging stations – we set course for Rødby, where the ferry over to Germany, more specifically Puttgarden, goes.
It rains Danish-Swedish farm dogs in all directions, we barely see the road in front of us, and it is three degrees in the air.
Spring comes earlier the further south in Europe you are, says’em.
Factual.
In addition, we have a stiff gale right in front of us on the highway.
Consumption on the Mustang is strangely high, almost four kilowatt hours per mile, if we are to nerd a little.
We write the consumption bonanza on the counter-storm quota, the horror’s little spring temperature and a general lack of hospitality here we are supposed to test electric car “holidays” on the continent.
Well on board the ferry, EV’s & Butt-head definitely gets seasick, and longs to return to land, quarrelsome chargers and app features we have not understood all the world of.
Photographer Jamieson, for his part, stands on the deck in the pouring rain and asks his creator to let the storm lie. Do we think two sitting inside, green in the face.
It is also possible that he is trying to talk the weather right.
Germany, here we come!
Free dressage on the autobahn
Once again out on the road, and this time full in the stomach, with a steady course for the autobahn.
Strange things are happening here. Some of you may have driven there before.
Not us.
Sometimes the speed limit is 100. Other times 80. Often 120 and 130.
And sometimes there is nothing on the speed limit indicator in the display on the car.
It took us three quarters of an hour to understand that this was what we had heard about.
Free speed.
We took it nice and quiet for a long time. Drove the speed limit and thought about consumption.
But then another Mustang came whizzing past us. It was black.
We would not be worse.
Without revealing too much, we can reveal that consumption skyrocketed.
And that the black Mustang soon became a small spot in the rearview mirror.
We won.
Ka da? Kassel.
Okay, we’re not going to smear this out any longer than we should. We charged a few more times.
Consumption was high, the battery drained quickly in a hundred & quacks.
Sometimes we got charged with the blue charging chip. Sometimes with the app we do not quite remember the name of.
It went well.
Now it’s evening, it’s dark, the rain is still pouring down and we’re in a German town we’ve never heard of before.
It’s called Kassel. Have you heard of it?
There are 200,000 Germans living here who obviously like nuts and electric cars, because in their streets they have electric car chargers – and everything has passed us by.
In any case, there are opportunities to slow down electric cars here and there, also near the hotel we sought shelter in close to the city’s train station.
Here we put the car to charge overnight on the street – just like we do at home in Oslo – on a charging post by the sidewalk.
That charging post worked by “beeping” the blue charging chip.
Sometimes it can almost seem as if the world is moving forward.