Rivers, as we know, are level,
unless they're waterfalls. Just hope we don't encounter one of those. There's my camera. Yeah, I can now see... what I'm doing. Two miles completed. No serious problems. Jeez! Yes, good work. I love my pick-up truck! I really love it. Both of us were now off the beaten track
and full of steely determination. Come on, Jeremy,
you need to get there first. Thunderbird 1 is power-sliding. Ooh, yes! This is called
wrestling with the controls. I'm getting deep into the woods here. Steady. Temperatures and pressures
all in the green. This is shouting and power
versus thought and torque. Come on! I've got some rooster tails now. Good news, Hammond, the Velociraptor
works well in these conditions. Where is he? Where is he? "Hello." "Hello. I'm James." "Oh, I'm Jeremy.
Shall we be friends, James?" "Yes, let's be best friends
for ever and ever." "Right, James,
I must tell you all about myself. "Actually, that's my favourite hobby,
telling people how wonderful I am." "Oh, really, Jeremy? That's funny
because I am brilliant at everything." "Are you?" "Yes, I am,
but I'm very modest." "Are you?" "Yes, that's why I drive
a yellow Ferrari." "Do you?" "I drive everything better
than everybody else. Let's have another friend but let's leave
him to die on a mountain top, shall we?" "That'd be funny.
Then we could look really cool..." Knowing that Hammond
would be on high ground, I was now climbing... hard. God, I love this thing!
I really, properly do. All day yesterday,
this was an Aston Martin V8 Vantage. Now it's a Group B Audi Quattro. On my route, I too was climbing. Do your stuff, Z71 pack. You can actually feel the wheels going:
"Is it this one? Is it that one? Ah! I'll put a bit of power there.
I'll put a bit to that one." But as we climbed past 4,000 feet,
the going started to get really tough. Keep going, keep going,
keep going, keep going. Thunderbird 2 is still go. Keep those revs up.
Keep the wheels spinning. Come on, Jeremy,
you need to get there first. I do not want to drive back to Vancouver
with my Velociraptor being soiled by Hammond's
cheesy, decomposing bottom. "Oh, my head's come off." "Has it?" "Well, a man threw a knife
at me, but I caught it in my teeth. Literally, my head came off."
"Oh, but I'm okay." Oh, are you? In the cock! Ha! Right in the nads! Look at that! ♪ Driving along, singing this song... ♪ Come on. ♪ Something in a winter wonderland ♪ Shit. Situation update, viewers.
Bit too close to the edge there. I've got to be careful how I move
otherwise I'll fall into the valley. Still, could be worse. Whoa! Oh, no! Shit. Shit. Whoa! Faced with the prospect of having
to rescue the world's angriest man... Where are you, you pair of... (bleep)
middle-aged... (bleep) ...James and I had both decided
to rip out our own fingernails. This made progress much easier. That feels good. Temperatures
and pressures still in the green. With snow chains fitted,
you're supposed to be gentle, but luckily my colleague
doesn't know what that means. Dig and claw, dig and claw. Come on! Digging. Damn and blast! Come on! Come on! You know you want to do this.
You don't want Richard Hammond in you! Oh, no! The news was grim. Shit! You are genuinely a bit
of a desperado here, Silverado. Loving that. And loving that as well. I'm still coming, Richard Hammond. And you know what? So was I. We are under way. Three wheels on my wagon and I am still rolling along. Come on, machine. Where the hell is James May? Where is May? Bit of beans there. Slightly less beans there for the climb. That's an engine. It's not a plane.
It's a car. It's... That's got to be them! Where the bloody hell have they been? Come on. Do it. Claw. Stop panicking, just... ease it off. Really struggling. Really struggling here. Come on! It's Hammond! Hammond is there! How can it have taken that long? May, bad news. You're going to have to take Hammond
back to Vancouver. That's a powerful vehicle! That is a go-anywhere car! So, where the... (bleep) have you been? And he's in an appalling temper,
absolutely shocking. Where are you going? Well, now what? Oh, that's your rescue, is it?
