26+6=1. Or 2, depending. Alternatively: In search of a Hufflepuff.

After a journey that was more eventful than it might have been due to range anxiety on the Himmy we are at the ferry.

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FWIW the 1st Irish Ferries worker was clearly having a bad day, grunted at us to strap down our own bike, refused to help in any way and fcked off.
Fortunately Phil is not as incompetent as me in these matters ( I'm better with tarps than I am with ratchet straps) and fettled our bikes.
On this basis I won't be using Irish Ferries again.

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Of course as soon as we got on the ferry the sidewards rain stopped and the sun came out.
 
Posh Pete said:
Range anxiety? Pah! I reckon on 250 miles on my Himmy.
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Yeah, I did mention that to him but he'd done 170 miles, the red light on his fuel gauge had started flashing and he reckoned the bike was surging.
He thinks it might be because he had it set to 'Performance Mode'.
 
As we rolled off the ferry the rain started. Not just any rain but that special Irish rain that wets you through.
As we neared our digs it finally relented, time for a pit stop.

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