HE ROYALTY. It was a real beaut Pub, all the old decor and that real English country farm feeling. Which couldn't be hard as this Pub was originally a farm house. I started of the day with a nice drop of Tetleys bitter, which didn't even touch the sides but I wasn't going to hit the turps to hard as I had a lot of walking around the country side today. This Pub also has real good tucker (as I found out another day) mate and is worth popping in if your ever walking up the Chevin.The next part of the journey was a nice long walk across the top of the Chevin, this was one of my most loved walks... you had the ripper view from the top of the Chevin, then as you walk through different walking trails you eventually get to a little road. As you walk along the side of the road your passing a old rock wall, these old rock walls (or fences as we would call them) take you back in time where they wasn't cars but horses to get you about. It makes you think how far we have come over the years. The walk along Windmill Lane is something I will always remember, just the quietness and view and the sun shining down from that wet looking sky.... Just don't rain! The walk was great and before I knew it I had reached the next stop...
THE CHEVIN INN (19) is actually in a little township called Menston but is close enough to call a Otley Pub, it's nestled in views of the beaut Wharfe Valley and not only was I thirsty but also hungry. As I walked inside the warm hit me (I hadn't noticed it was getting cold), and before I knew it I was wrapping my lips around a pint of Beamish red. I know it was an Irish beer but who cares, it would become one of my most loved beers... funny thing is Guinness is my other loved beer and it too comes from that green island, Yours truly comes all the way from Australia to drink Irish beer in England.. Crikey! But the Inn was beaut and while I drank that ripper beer I ordered a round of their fish n' chips, aaaaa live is hard hay. I grabbed my tucker and walked outside to the beer garden, as I drank my Beamish and shoved down my fish n' chips I took in the view of that famous valley. Fair dinkum I could of settled in for the whole day here, but there was other things to do like... well... another Pub for starters! Now that's a good reason to leave a Pub hay, so with my tummy full I set of downhill (yeah) along the West Chevin road. Then I cut across some dirt paths around some back streets and then onto the Bradford road, then just a nice walk along it till I reached the next Inn.THE WESTBORNE HOTE
L (No20) not a bad Pub but it was just a little bit out of Otley, not that far but far enough. I only ever had one beer here (which is the one I'm having now) while I was in Otley but not that I didn't like the Pub but just that it was too far to walk. See in Otley everyone is just to spoiled with pubs, if I was to come for a drink at the Westborne I had to walk past five other pubs to get here and in the same distance from Tania's oldies place to here I could walk to every other Pub in Otley... and back home. So why would anyone walk so far when you can just take a three minute walk to the nearest Pub. So that could be why it was very quiet inside and as for Pubs it was okay, but nothing to write home about. But after saying that they did have Guinness on tap and it tasted beaut and really hit the spot.This nice little Inn was hidden from the main road and if you didn't know it was there ..... You wouldn't know!. It's a nice old little pub with that real English feel, I think as this place is away from the township and the normal drinking crowd it gives you a different idea of Otley and it's lifestyle. It has a few little stone brick town houses around it and seeing it in the morning light you might think your living in 1899. Fair dinkum it was like something you might see in an old English movie. I sat at the bar and drank another Tetleys Bitter and had a chat to the barman, who lived in Scotland but was on walkabout around England. After a chat and look around the Pub I set of down the west side of the Chevin to
Now with a few beers in the belly I walked towards town and down a back street an
d there it was THE FLEECE HOTEL. This is a real nice looking Pub with the same great feel you get in all these pubs, there got a beaut pool table and you can have a seat outside and just watch the cars go by..... the beer must be working! I liked this pub but didn't get the chance to spend that much time in it as you can only drink so much beer at a time. Yet another Tetleys and I was off on my next leg of the journey.I walked into town then over a bridge, up a hillside and there it was THE YEW TREE INN my next watering hole. This old building (in the old days) was a farm house which was build onto over the years, they say it was first built about 400 years ago then added onto around 300 years ago. Then some more work done 200 years ago, and then even more work which then made it into a Pub. It's a bit weird having a drink in here as the pub is really new looking, after drinking in all these old Pubs it's really different but it's still a nice Pub to have a brew in. But then again I don't think I have ever had a bad beer in ANY Pub in my life, as long as it's got a bar... maybe a beaut looking sheilah poring a beer, and good atmosphere then it gets the thumbs up from me.
THE SPITE INN. It was a easy walk after what I had done today about three minutes or so and I was at the doorstep. Pub Number 23! and the last one for your's truly. I sat at the bar and order another Tetleys as I thought it a good thing to stay drinking the same bee
r. Now the history about the Spite go's- Two Inns were built in the middle of the last century next door to one another- the Roebuck and the Traveler's rest. As may be expected, there was rivalry between them, in fact much malice and spite. So the two pubs were renamed the Malice and Spite. Later the Malice was closed and converted into cottages leaving The Spite, Fair dinkum mate. The Spite is a great little pub on the side of a hill. It's really worth the walk and after having a skin full it's all downhill from the pub. So after drinking my pint I grabbed another Tetley's and went and sat outside and just looked over the English countryside, as I just took in the view and the thought that I had done it, a drink in every Pub in Otley. With all this walking and drinking I was about two pints from being a stretcher case! but I had done it and that was all that matted to me, and the only thought that was going through my scone was that the misses wanted to go tonight..... Bugger!Yet another Pint of Tetleys and a look about, a very nice watering hole but again one I didn't spend much time at. For the same reasons as the others that why walk past heaps of pubs just to walk up a hill for a pint. It's a good pub with friendly staff but I had one more pub to go and I didn't waist much time drinking my pint before I was walking back up the hillside to my last Pub
