My first night off the rock included a group tasting of the Wolf In The Woods with Scott, Stephen, and Kaegan (accompanied by some lovely Johnny de Courcy tunes) before further drinking on the beach.
When you are alone on an island, any beer is a good beer! This bottle was courtesy of Ian, who brought it out to me a couple of weeks ago as a birthday gift. Now that I have drank it, I believe that I am ready to leave this island and head back to the land of loved ones and beer. Farewell Race Rocks!
For a while now, my friends and I have been discussing the idea of a “Greatest Hits” pub crawl. But what pubs would we choose, and when would we do it? Lucky for us it’s exam period again (for those who are still in university) and I am moving back to Vernon, so it makes sense to embark on one ‘last’ drinking adventure together! So without further ado, I present to you: Riley’s Farewell Pub Crawl: Greatest Hits (click for map of route).
In honour of the annual September Rifflandia music festival, Phillips released a Rifflandabrau Lemon Hefeweizen. I meant to publish this post a couple of months ago, but the photos I took became inaccessible when my phone died. So I had to take new photos with my one remaining bottle when I got back to Victoria!
Nelson, British Columbia, is likely my second favourite city in BC, after Victoria. The reasons that make Victoria and Nelson a cut above most other communities include a wide array of historic buildings, a strong contingent of community driven businesses rather than large multinationals, a rather tolerant left leaning culture, beautiful geography, and fantastic places to go for a drink! In Nelson one of the places to be is surely the Library Lounge within the historic Hume Hotel!
Last week England played Wales in Euro 2016 at 6 AM, and so I excitedly got up early and prepared tea, bacon, eggs, and toast for the morning meal. Oh ya, that day was also my university convocation, and so my parents duly came down from the Okanagan to watch me walk across a stage for about thirty seconds. The ceremony itself wasn’t a big deal to me, but the chance to watch the match with my father and to later go for a picnic on the beach made the whole thing worthwhile. Whilst at the beach, my father and I shared a Merridale Scrumpy.