Some years, these summer road trips to the sea seem like beer tours and sometimes holidays from thinking too much about beer. This one has turned out to be something of both. I did get a bit of a haul at both Tully's and Allagash with some sweet snabs like new to me Abbaye De Saint Bon-Chien biere de garde as well as a couple of Allagash's new Confluence 2009. But they will be deferred, sitting in the stash for months or maybe years before I get a taste. More immediately, I spent time in Gritty's as well as Three Dollar Dewey's but didn't want to write about them or even think that much about them.
It's not so much that you run out of things to write but what more is there to say about unpretentious, family friendly, value priced taverns that make it easy to have three kids in tow... other than we lack them? What, for that matter, more is there to say about the ability to buy a six of craft beer in a neighbourhood corner store for well under ten bucks or to sit at a double A baseball game shelling out seven bucks for the ticket and maybe four for a Geary's pale ale... other than we can't? After a while being amazed how much better beer culture is in a great beer town like Portland Maine or, conversely, how sad it is in Ontario gets a bit wearing or even beating a dead horse.
Some years it seems that I should just be happy that the better way exists out there, that we can hope for change but if it comes too slowly that we can vote with our wallets and travel choices. Like that week off coming in August with the chance of a side trip into the Mid-west.