This is the third of three posts about this year’s Winter Warmer Wander, CAMRA’s annual celebration of strong ‘winter’ beers. This one covers two trips – one to Cheadle and Cheadle Hulme, the other to Stalybridge – and ends with a round-up.
I always welcome the opportunity of a beer-ticking trip to Stalybridge, as much for the bars I visit along the way as for the inevitable last stop, the Buffet Bar. As I usually do these days, I started at Droylsden’s Silly Country, where – to my surprise – no qualifying beers were to be had. I had a half of something pale (Millstone Citra to be precise) and was given a sticker, but it was a bit of a disappointing start to the trip.
I got off the tram again a few stops down to visit the Sheldon Arms: a new pub to me, although not one I’ll be rushing back to. It’s a J.W. Lees house and a “modern restaurant pub” (WhatPub), and you can find it between a garden centre and a Travelodge in an otherwise deserted area about a mile outside Ashton-under-Lyne. Unlike the urban wasteland surrounding it, it was absolutely buzzing – although (at least on that lunchtime) it wasn’t at all clear to me that it was a “restaurant pub“, as opposed to a restaurant with beers on the bar. I stood at the said bar, thereby taking the count of non-seated punters up to 1, and got through a (rather nice) half of Plum Pudding as quickly as I reasonably could.
In Ashton itself I headed for Tapster’s, where I had the usual, curious sensation of being transported to a high-end rock club, at about 2.30 a.m., on a weeknight, in 1982. No accounting for tastes – and their judgment where beer’s concerned is pretty good, as they serve Bridge beers from Staly ditto. The Dark Matter vanilla stout was pretty good, and would have been even better if I liked vanilla stout.
It was all getting a bit nearly-but-not-quite; fortunately, things looked up a bit when I hit the covered market for my usual lunch (one small pork pie, one cheese and onion pie), and looked up further when I got to Stalybridge. The Society Rooms (JDW) had nothing travelling as a stout, porter or old ale, but did have Bradfield Farmers Belgian Blue. I’m still not entirely sure what kind of beer this is – and what’s Belgian about it – but it’s marketed as a ‘Christmas’ beer; more to the point, it’s dark, malty and fruity, and really rather good. No problem here (or anywhere else so far) with stickers. In fact they may have been erring on the side of liberality on that front; I had a brief chat with a fellow collector, who was evidently completing his friend’s sheet as well as his own, as he’d collected two stickers for two pints. Both pints were pale, though, and I’m pretty sure one of them was lager. (To be fair, the less fizzy one could have been Coach House‘s ‘cranberry pale’, which they also had on; I guess that would qualify as seasonal.)
There were no stickers at Bridge Beers, just a natty rubber stamp; I don’t know if this is because they’d run out of stickers or if the rubber stamp is just their thing. They certainly do things differently at Bridge Beers; they were still operating the system of “listing all [the] draught beers on the blackboard whether they’re available or not, and having a bartender tell each customer in turn which ones are on” which I commented on in June. It’s a shame the cherry stout was in the “not on” half of the board, but Dark Matter on gravity was at least as good as it had been on hand pull, and a collection of SPBW newsletters passed the time nicely.
And so to the Buffet Bar, where I had a half of Titanic Plum Porter Reserve (see previous posts) and followed it with a third of something very silly indeed, particularly at this end of the trip: Vocation May Contain Sixpence, a ‘Christmas pudding imperial stout’ at a no-messing 12.5%. No stickers here either, although in this case I’m pretty sure they will have run out. Still one of my favourite venues, even when it’s busy with the pre-Christmas crowd – but then, a 12.5% stout has a knack of making the rest of the world go away.
Another trip out – heading South rather than East – took me to the Church Inn, a Robinson’s pub on the road out of Cheadle Hulme, heading towards Bramhall. This was a very different pub, in a very different area, from the Sheldon Arms, but they had one thing in common: a laserlike focus on the dining trade, resulting in a complete lack of seating for the non-dining drinker. (WhatPub: “The rear of the lounge is where excellent food is served”. And the rest (of the pub)!) On the plus side, they served a very nice half of (sparkled) Old Tom, even if I didn’t feel able to linger over it as long as I’d have liked.
I got the bus back into Cheadle Hulme proper, got a sandwich (from Waitrose, where else?) and promptly discovered not one but two of my new favourite bars. Archive was empty but had quite a nice vibe to it nevertheless; lots of greebling. They also had Titanic Plum Porter Reserve on the bar and… wait just a minute… RedWillow Festive Treat on the bar next to it. I had never heard of RedWillow Festive Treat, and was somewhat inclined to disapprove of it on the grounds of the terrible name – they surely haven’t run out of “-less”es? But I wasn’t going to turn my nose up at a 5.5% old ale from RW; and, sure enough, it was terrific.
The Chiverton Tap, a couple of doors down, was more austere in terms of decor but had regulars drifting in and out the whole time I was there, which made it rather a good place to linger over a beer; atmosphere’s what you make it, I guess. The beer in question took a bit of lingering, as it was RedWillow Blueberry, Maple and Pecan Stout (8.4%). I’m not saying RedWillow can do no wrong, but their pre-Christmas offer to bars in Cheadle Hulme was pretty much impeccable.
But I couldn’t stay in the Chiverton Tap all afternoon – not even after I’d had a chat with one of the regulars and worked out for myself where the loos are; not even with an 11% Trium imperial stout on the bar; I had stickers to collect, and miles to go etc. The bus took me back to Cheadle and the Red Lion, a Robinson’s house but not one of those serving Old Tom. Still, that was probably just as well after what I’d had already – and it gave me a chance to try Tom and Berry, which was rather fruit-cordial-ish but basically fine.
For my final half and – drum roll please – my 36th bar, it was down the road to the Wobbly Stamp. The qualifying beer here was our old friend Titanic Plum Porter, which I think I like a bit better than the ‘reserve’ version. I considered having a half of something else to celebrate finishing the Wander, but couldn’t see anything on the bar I fancied; a bottle of something Belgian, which to be fair was also an option, would have been a bit OTT on the alcohol front. So in the end I just went home. Note to self: future route end Chiv Tap.
11 pubs/bars, 10 qualifying beers, 9 stickers, one signature and one rubber stamp (two white, seven blue and two gold); two stouts, two porters, two old ales and three ‘Christmas’ beers. For the Wander as a whole, I’ve had eight stouts, ten porters, three old ales and three ‘Christmas’ beers. Like the first two, this third leg saw a really gratifying level of availability of stickers and (more importantly) of qualifying beers.
Actually doing the Wander was a reasonably pleasant experience this year (the bits between beers, I mean). I still think the pre-Christmas pub trade doesn’t really need CAMRA’s help (might there be any mileage in moving the WWW to January?), but this time round most places were pleasantly busy rather than rammed; certainly nowhere had anything like the scrum I experienced at the Friendship a few years back. The three-tier sticker system was a bit of a pain when it came to planning routes; still, it did the job of getting me to pubs I’d never visited before, particularly together with the (very welcome) involvement of Holt’s and Lees’. Other than that – and chalking up my non-visit to the Blossoms to experience – I’d only point to only one negative: dining pubs. In three separate places (viz Stockport, Cheadle Hulme and Ashton) I walked into a pub to find that provision for anyone looking for a drink was limited to non-existent. There’s no law against pubs focusing on food to the extent of not having any space dedicated to wet trade during food service, even at the front of the bar; doubtless for some it will make good business sense. But I don’t think those pubs should be enrolled in what’s basically a pub crawl – and if brewers do want to include them, they should make sure drinkers won’t stick out like a sore thumb when they do visit. On three separate occasions I was left feeling isolated and uncomfortably conspicuous, and consequently slugged down a beer that I would rather have savoured (Old Tom in two cases).
Speaking of beers to savour: overall, the ‘winter warmer’ landscape is looking remarkably healthy this year. My 36 ticks have taken in 24 different beers from 19 breweries: eight stouts, ten porters, three old ales and three ‘Christmas’ beers. (A fourth old ale should be mentioned – Dunham‘s single venue meant that it didn’t get a sticker of its own.) As well as Titanic‘s two porters, Vocation offered two different stouts, while Dunham had a porter and an old ale; Robinson’s (of course) offered both an old ale and a ‘Christmas’ beer, and RedWillow went one better by offering a stout, a porter, and an old ale (all of them worth seeking out).
More detail for the completist:
Stout: Black Edge, Bridge, First Chop, Marble, RedWillow*, Stranger Times, Vocation x2
Porter: Bank Top, Bridgehouse, Coach House, Dunham, Kirkstall, RedWillow, Salamander, Thornbridge*, Titanic x2
Old Ale: Holt’s, RedWillow, Robinson’s*
‘Christmas’: Bradfield*, Lees’, Robinson’s
Reviewing that list, I’m reminded that quality has been high as well as variety: I’d put 18 of those 24 beers in the “worth seeking out” bracket (and most of those that didn’t qualify had reasons involving either plums or vanilla). Those flagged with a *, meanwhile, were outstanding examples of their style.
Doubtless a lot of these beers would be on bars anyway at this time of year, but the range and variety of beers I’ve seen recently suggests that operators are really getting into the ‘winter warmer’ spirit. Bars and brewers don’t make this kind of effort unprompted; thanks are due to everyone who helped make it happen!