Otter Brewery

My last great English adventure took me to the Otter Brewery!

The day we broke up from school, I was invited to a guys night out by a fellow teacher. I traveled the Devon countryside through hill and dale with Toby and his merry men. We began the night at the local pub and then loaded onto the mini-bus to the Otter Brewery. I know what you're thinking, a mini-bus is a given. 

The tour walked us through the brewing process and educated us on all the different types of beer we were about to consume. Funny how you forget most of what you learned after a few pints. 

We had our choice of ale, amber and bitter. They were all delicious! 

After dinner we traveled to Mary's pub. Mary is 92 years old and runs a pub from her house. (See living room in background.) We all crammed into her tiny sitting room and managed to offend her straight away. She refused to serve us after one of the merry men, a brown toothed gentleman, questioned the beer selection on tap. The group turned on the scoundrel and ousted him from the dwelling. Eventually she began to warm up to us and the ale was flowing again. 

The merry men enjoying a pint outside Mary's pub. The scoundrel can be seen hiding in the back center of the picture. 

Toby and I had a great night on out with the boys! Cheers to all the friends I had good times with in England!