Do keep up, Russ.
The Super Scottish Saunter was coming to an end now as I crossed
Hadrian’s Wall the border and entered Carlisle.
The city was in a sombre mood when I arrived, a chap sadly presishing after being stuck at the top of Dixons chimney.
My Guest House was the Corner House just off Botchergate that had so impressed in 2017.
And not just because it costs £22.95 for a clean en-suite room with free parking. That wouldn’t buy you a Cumberland breakfast in the Carlisle Hilton.
There’s a couple of Proper Pubs to come, but the question on Dave’s lips is clearly,
“How does the new Brew Dog compare to the Spoons then ?”
Good question, Dave.
Luckily the Woodrow Wilson and the Dog are literally next door, so my memory will survive the journey between the two.
It’s Monday Night, and the Dog isn’t packed, which means the tasters are out in force.
I have NEVER seen so many samples requested or offered as in a BrewDog.
The Live beer was Dead (and not in a Pony way), of course.
I’ve found BrewDog staff unfailingly cheerful and chatty, presumably they’re just pleased to not be in Maidenhead, and the chap here gave me a recommendation of Bounty Hunter which I confess was tasty but indistinguishable from their other IPAs.
I was able to enjoy it to the accompaniment of “Dirty Deeds Done Cheap” and “Sultans of Swing”, which tells you a lot about Carlisle.
Proper seating, too.
Confusingly, there are two Spoons within a minute of each other on Botchergate, but you’ll know the Woodrow Wilson is the GBG regular.
Like this chap, I was ready with my voucher and coinage counted out.
But what to have ?
cheapest one last one pulled, of course.
As always, a cracking pint; Hawkshead Pale for £1.65 half the price in Staveley.
And it was heaving, probably a hundred in on a Monday evening. Folk of all ages keeping the Prosecco/Peroni/Pale pumps ticking.
Shame some of them were quizzers.