Made it to the port ahead of time. But the wind was head on and tough. I normally plan to arrive at the ferry with just a quarter of a tank. They aggressively strap bikes down on the ferry so I like to minimise he stress on the side stand. Plus that gives me enough fuel to find a station the other side. But with the head on wind I was burning fuel really fast. Hit Bingo halfway across the island and I an’t no Joker., so stopped for a refill.
Went straight to the caffe for a hot coffee to be immediately greeted by a women with a big tray of crisps asking me to sample them. I had my helmet on, earplugs in, gloves on and dripping wet. I said I needed a coffee first and she tenaciously followed me to the serving desk. Ironically she is from Colchester, near where I grew up.
Now waiting to board.
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