Herman in Ireland

Well, after making our bed and table and doing a bit more tidying up inside, we were ready for the off. We insulated and panelled the bottom halves of the back doors and Mazza knocked up a dinky pair of curtains for the back windows and we were as ready as we’d ever be.

I also picked up a cheapo leisure battery from Atlas Auto Electrics on Stretford Road: I couldnae resist, when I nipped into to have a mosey at their camping gear and saw they had a big pile of Platinum Leisure Plus 110aH leisure batteries for £62,50. When I questioned the callow youth behind the counter as to whether they could conceivably be a proper deep cycle battery at that price, he looked at me blankly and just repeated “It’s a leisure battery.”

Then the slightly less callow youth behind him who obviously didnae know what ‘deep cycle’ meant either told me they had a 2 year guarantee that they’d shifted loads and none had come back. So I thought I’d take a punt.

For £60 notes, you cannae go wrong can you? Looked ‘em up on the intarwebs after I got home and they’re supposedly good for 300 cycles, which is probably more than a couple of years worth, for the occasional weekend camper.

Having two batteries on board was a bit of an insurance policy anyway, seeing as the alternator warning light was still glowing from time to time. I also took my battery charger so I could top up both batteries at the Mammy’s before heading off camping and again before setting off for the journey back home.

Sorry - another out of focus snap. Here's the view into the back, as we set off for our trip to Ireland.
Sorry - another out of focus snap. Here's the view into the back, as we set off for our trip to Ireland.

Apart from electrical worries, Herman was good as gold; he never gave any trouble and must have done a good few hundred miles; up to Scotland, over to Ireland, round Ireland, and then back over to Scotland and home. To my surprise, he even turned out to be more fuel economic than I was expecting. I put less diesel in during the fortnight, than I used to put in GULG, the Isuzu Trooper I had before Herman.

Us eating our traditional 'last meal' of fish'n'chips in Portstewart, before we head over into the wilds of Donegal for camping fun.
Us eating our traditional 'last meal' of fish'n'chips in Portstewart, before we head over into the wilds of Donegal for camping fun.

The only time he let us down was when his battery finally died in the middle of nowhere, on the penultimate afternoon of the camping part of our holiday. Luckily my leisure battery came to the rescue, and I started him off that. Thank God it wasnae a ‘proper’ leisure battery after all, but just a normal battery with a ‘leisure’ label. Coz a true deep-cycle leisure battery wouldnae have had sufficient cranking amps to start the engine. Sometimes getting sold something which disnae ‘do what it says on the tin’ is actually a blessing in disguise!

Herman basking in the sunset at St. John's Point, Co. Donegal
Herman basking in the sunset at St. John's Point, Co. Donegal

I’ve only stuck a couple of snaps in this post. If you want to see the rest of my pics of Herman’s [and our] adventures in Ireland, take a gander at my Ireland 2,009 set on Flickr. Click the image below to go there:

Meta TAGS: campingireland
ORIGINAL PUBLICATION DATE: 29 Aug 2009
AUTHOR: stíobhart matulevicz