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Last September, when my friend Mike and I drove up north to spend a few days in Edinburgh, we took a route along the Northumberland coast to get a good dose of the sea. Mike’s brother had told him about the village of Seahouses, so that was where we decided to spend one night. "A large seaside village situated on the North Northumberland coast, approximately 12 miles north of Alnwick. The village harbour is lined with several boat companies offering various excursions to the Farne Islands, where one can view grey seals and puffins and also go scuba-diving around the shipwrecks. Having originally started as a sea shanty festival, the annual Seahouses Festival has become a very popular cultural event. And it is believed that kippers were first created in the village in the 19th century.
Grace Darling, a local lightkeeper’s daughter, became nationally famous in 1838 for rescuing survivors from the shipwrecked paddlesteamer Forfarshire, and the current Seahouses lifeboat bears her name. Between 1898 and 1951, Seahouses was the north-eastern terminus of the North Sunderland Railway. The defunct station is now the town car park, where we left our car overnight for a fee because the two-car carpark of our hotel was already full. So much for the "free" parking…
After parking the car and checking into our rooms, Mike and I took off across the road to the Bamburgh Castle Inn for our first pint of the day. There were two cask beers on, so we tasted the Farne Island (4.0% ABV, Hadrian Border Brewing Company, Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Tyne & Wear), which was a very balanced amber bitter that featured a puffin on the pump clip. We also tasted the Northumbrian Gold (4.5% ABV, Hadrian Border), which offered floral hops and a biscuit malt flavour.
But we decided to both go for keg pints of Alpaca Lypse (4.3% ABV, SALT Beer, Shipton, West Yorkshire), which seemed like a good session IPA to start our Seahouses evening. The pub features a big smoking garden on two levels, with the upper level looking over a wall out to the sea. We stood out there for a while, enjoying the view out to the islands; but as there was a strong nippy wind we quickly moved back inside. If it had been a bit calmer, this garden would be a great place to hang out.
We moved on to check out where we might want to eat. There was a pizza place and an Italian restaurant inland a bit, but neither of them were open yet. So we went back to the seafront and walked along until we got to the Black Swan. We took a table in the main room next to a couple who had their three pug-like dogs with them. The moment the big pug mutt saw me, it started to stare deeply into my eyes. This made me a bit nervous, as it was the same deep, penetrating stare that I had received from a friend’s dog earlier in the year, just hours before she died of a hemorrhoage.
(I probably shouldn’t mention this, but a couple of months later when I was visiting an old friend in Southern California, I got the same look from her oldest dog just days before she died. As if that wasn’t enough, a couple of weeks later, when I was staying with my sibling group in Bakersfield, the oldest cat there kept giving me that same exact look--and he passed away two weeks after I returned to the UK. I mean, I hope I haven’t become some sort of pet-death whisperer; but as I didn’t know this couple at all, I certainly wasn’t going to mention my concern.)
As I was engaging so deeply with this couple’s dogs, they quickly started to chat with me and Mike. And we learned that the dog that was giving me that gaze was already an elderly 18 years of age. So I was a bit relieved to hear that.
Anyway, I ended up having a pint of Hazy IPA (5.0% ABV, Stewart Brewing Company, Edinburgh, Scotland), which was hopped with a great combination of Ekuanot and Amarillo. After checking out the food menu, we decided to eat here, so we went for a second round of beer as well. For my meal I went for a starter: the Pan Seared Scallops Meuniére with Cauliflower Sicilian Violet Purée and Crispy Celery Nest. This consisted of four sea scallops, which was a perfect amount for me, but the celery nest seemed to just get in the way, and the sauce tasted too much like tomato sauce and detracted from the delicious perfection of the scallops themselves. Mike went for the Vegan Chicken Burger, a massive thing consisting of two patties stacked redundantly on top of each other, along with a big bowl of skin-on fries and salad. We also shared a side salad and a bowl of mixed vegetables, so there was plenty of food to soak up our pints.
For a final pint of the evening, we walked back to the Olde Ship, which was where we were spending the night. I have to say that our ensuite rooms were very comfortable, my top-floor room had a great view of the harbour, and our breakfast was very nice as well. But I’m here to talk about the pub downstairs.
We sat at the bar where we first tasted a cask ale, Proper Job IPA (4.5% ABV, St Austell Brewing Company, St Austell, Cornwall). It was nicely hoppy, with Cascade, Chinook, and Willamette hops. But Cornwall is a long way from Northumberland, and I knew I had tasted Proper Job years ago. And I really wanted to taste something local as well. So both Mike and I ended up going for pints of Dead Island Pale Ale (4.5% ABV, Anarchy Brewing Company, Morpeth, Northumberland), a hazy pale hopped with Citra and Cascade. The taste was definitely tropical fruit, all the way through.
In the morning after our breakfast, we strolled around the harbour, and I was sad to see that we were too late to see puffins on one of the boat tours. Oh well, we needed to move on up the coast , so perhaps a return trip one day to Seahouses in the late spring would be in order. I mean, I love islands, and I spent a week once in the Orkney Islands, so it would be pretty cool to cruise around the Farne Islands, and perhaps visit Lindisfarne as well. There’s even a pub there...
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