When you launch a car for an eccentric British billionaire renowned for both his temper and his dislike of advertising you have to do it really well. Or really differently. Or ideally, both.
Enter The Hard Way Home.
It was a simple idea - instead of picking up their new Grenadier from some swanky showroom, could the owners of the first three vehicles off the production line be persuaded to collect their cars from somewhere slightly more remote... the top of the Atlas Mountains for instance.
Turns out they could.
We e-mailed the idea to Ineos's advance order customers and were inundated with thousands of replies from customers desperate to take part. We then asked each applicant to submit a short video explaining why they were perfect for the challenge. After much discussion six applicants were invited to join us at an assessment day in Hertfordshire (to check both their driving skills and stomach were up to the adventure). Short films of each were made and posted to social media to allow the public to choose who they wanted to to see take The Hard Way Home. Finally with our three finalists chosen, we headed to the Atlas mountains for the handover.
But nothing about The Hard Way Home was straight forward. As the convoy arrived in Morocco the country experienced its worst weather in over half a century. Years worth of rain fell in minutes. Flash floods raced through the waddis (Valleys to you and I) and roads became almost un-passable or were closed altogether. And as we ascended, and the temperatures plummeted snowy white-outs made the mountains lethal. Would our three make it?
Spoiler alert: of course they did, they were in Grenadiers.
Even bigger spoiler alert: The journey was so hazardous our film crew weren't able to capture all the really sexy, dangerous stuff on film. Soz.