Yes, I’d managed to arrive in Edinburgh just before the nerds turned up (not the CAMRAs). Almost as good as arriving in Somerset after Glastonbury.
The replies to my request for good Deuchars were discouraging, “Don’t Ever Drink Deuchars” the gist of it.
So I just walked aimlessly round the closes off the Royal Mile for a bit, hoping for inspiration and avoiding the Spanish tourists on Ghost Walks.
I was impressed with Edinburgh CAMRA’s campaigning for Mild Month.
Finally on Cowgate, the basic Lothian boozer of my dreams.
I’m still trying to work BrewDog out. Their core beers haven’t impressed in their own bars, though Punk IPA in Spoons is as good as ever. Turnover matters, even in Craft.
You’ll be wanting to see the prices.
I went strong and hazy.
Hazy Jane is the murk us Bass aficionados can drink between meals. Cool, complex, £8.75 a pint. Job done.
Feeling a bit Hazy myself, I followed Matthew Lawrenson advice and popped to the Cloisters.
No Deuchars, walk out.
Time to follow the Rebus trail.