|My train approaches Headingley station in the rain|
Pub number 742 might not sound like much of a landmark, but this was the number I reached back in late August in Newton in Ouse before I started 'cross-ticking' the new 2016 GBG and my numbers came down drastically. So I'm back at par, less than 3 months on, and it is a good feeling!
My travel companion was my friend, work colleague and honorary student, the recently married Christina Sidery (Anderson at the time of our Kirkstall trip earlier in the year) and her knowledge of Woodhouse Lane busses had me paying £2 for a single and we were soon sat on a bumpy double decker with about a billion irritating students, as Christina pointed out local 'landmarks'.
742. Woodies Craft Ale House, Headingley
I had a few reservations as I entered the building. Firstly, the recent overuse of the word 'craft' was in evidence, whilst famous pub crawl, the 'Otley Run' starts here but as Christina pointed out, anyone doing it today would be gone by about 12 noon as it takes about 12 hours to complete! I was delighted to see a nicely furnished warm pub, with a quirky selection of mismatched furniture including BRAPA chair of the year, huge and spinny and comfy, whilst the curtains seemed to be made of thin silver metal strands until you got up close. A curmudgeonly old gent was stood at the bar blocking all 12 pumps and had no intention of moving for suspected students like us! The barmaid was quite friendly and we had a quick chat about the little 'honey pots' which are there to show you the colour of each beer. Apparently, the students assume they are 'tasters' and get stuck into this cloudy stale stuff! I navigated my way around the old man to order a delightful Cascadia from underrated local brewery Ridgeside. Meanwhile, Christina admitted defeat in her vague aims to enjoy real ale so we compromised on a fruit beer, but strangely, it was multi-fruited rather than just say, strawberry. It tasted like over powering cherry to me. Christina spied a selection of board games (a sign of a good pub I notice), and being the 'fun' character she is, demanded we play Battleships. Well, I didn't know the rules but fluked an eventual win on the final ship though the lack of pieces hindered us both. Nevertheless, a good march through Hedders and dodgy, rapey muddy parkland meant I still made the 18:50 to Leeds in the teeming rain, where I changed for York. A really good pub though, wouldn't mind coming here again some time when I have time to spare and if it wasn't for distance, I'd suggest it for a pre-L**ds day on 5th December.
|Chrstina arrives at Woodies, don't be put off by the Greene King sign.|
As you may have seen last night, only 16 more pubs to archives, many from Yorkshire with the next eight next Monday. Fear not though, I've got a couple of specials coming up but they are, I'll warn you, quite specialist. The first covers the birth of BRAPA, the second focuses on the music of BRAPA.
The BRAPA survival kit got a bit lighter, as my new portable charger turned up, and rather than being the size of a large smartphone like my old one, this is like a mini-torch.
A marketing man at work suggested I could really be pushing my challenge further to make it profitable and get my name out there. He thinks I should rename it "Simon Says" which is an interesting proposal!
Bristol on Saturday sees me go into "credit" in pub terms and I'll be mainly focussing on the Bedminster area. Spotted Cow (139 North Street) is nearest ground, 11am opener, could be busy but think I'll risk it pre-match! Post match, we then have the Hare (51 North Street), Steam Crane (4-6 North Street) and Windmill (right by Bedminster station). On the off chance we do amazingly, Cornubia on Temple Street in centre is my city centre pick (this paragraph is for Tom as much as anyone!)
Next Tuesday, I'm looking to combine two West Yorkshire ticks as Mirfield gets it's 3rd BRAPA outing and Rastrick may be on the agenda too, near Brighouse.
See you soon, Si