Starting off with a seven mile walk to Marsden to work up a thirst. The sunny warm weather certainly helped us acheive this. Consequently, on arrival at the Riverhead Brewery Tap in Marsden, the first pint of Ossett Silver King didn't last long at all. A second pint was also despatched very quickly before it was time to catch the train to Huddersfield.
On arrival in Huddersfield Station, there was a connecting train bound for Leeds due in a couple of minutes. However, the [correct] decision was made to stop off at the Kings Head for a pint as there would be another train in 20 minutes anyway. A pint of Summer Marble was ordered. this is pale hoppy summer ale. And very nice too.
It was then a train to Leeds and straight to the hotel to shower and change, after the walk, in preperation for the evening's festivities.
I was washed and changed first and so headed off to meet everyone else in the hotel bar. Luckily (as there were only keg products available), no-one was there, so I quickly went round the corner to the Grove Inn to wait for everyone to arrive - and enjoy some proper beer.
First up was a pint of Leeds Pale. as the name suggests, a pale ale. not very hoppy but more of a creamy taste. OK, but not as good as the previous pints. As no one had yet arrived, I decided to get myself another pint. This time a Wharfebank Celtic Glory Stout. At 4% ABV, this is a fairly weak version of a Stout (Although it's similar in strength to that famous keg stout from Ireland). It was, however, a very nice pint indeed.
I was just coming to the end of this pint when the rest of the party arrived and another round was ordered. This time I had a Bateman's GHB (Good Honest Bitter apparently). I don't know whether it was as a result of just having a full bodied Stout, but this tasted a bit watery. Disappointing.
On from here and a Curry in the Shabab in a railway arch underneath the main city station. No ale, so draught Cobra was the order of the day in here (3 pints). A very nice curry it was too.
Over the road from here is the excellent Scarborough Hotel which was our next stop. A Nethergate Priory mild was the choice in here. I've not seen any Nethergate beers for quite a while so it was a nice surprise. It seemed to taste nice, but I was in a state of post-curry annihilated tastebuds.
It was a short walk round the corner to the Leeds Brewery Tap, an old shop converted into a bar with a range of Leeds Beers available. I had a Midnight Bell. That is all I remember.
The rest of the evening was spent in trendy (i.e. no real ale) bars and clubs. I vaguely recall some of them stocked bottles of Budvar - so all was not lost (although I did catch Paul drinking Corona at one point. The idiot).
Some 'creative' dancing rounded the evening off in the Cockpit.
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