The Drover’s Inn And The River Of Bliss
If you’re ever in the Glasgow area of Scotland, drive north about 14 miles until you get to Loch Lomond and hook a left. It’s the largest lake in Great Britain. Drive along the twisty roads on the south side of the lake and enjoy the scenery, unless, of course, you are driving, you might want to pay a little more attention to the road. Lovely, isn’t it? Right… now pay attention…you’re driving, remember?
You’ll drive through a little town called Bliss. We all want to live in Bliss. Bliss can be a state of profound satisfaction, happiness and joy.
There is a charming little river there which I will baptize myself in later (cold and invigorating), but we don’t have time to stop there now, do we? Why is that? Because we have a pressing engagement with a pint or two of Guinness at the Drover’s Inn. That is our current destination. We’ll be better prepared for bliss in about an hour or two.
OK, we’re heading west and have come past the end of the lake. There it is up ahead on the north side of the road. Serving beer for over 300 years, she is a beauty to behold.
Let’s go inside!
It’s dark. It will take your eyes a few seconds to adjust. You are greeted by the ugliest, gnarliest, madly sutured bear you’ve ever seen in your life, along with a vast array of other dead things everywhere you look.
The smell of a coal fire in the hearth is warmly inviting even in July as you step up to the bar. If you’re like me, you’ll be snapping bad pictures (I’m blaming it on the flash) as you wait for your beer like the handful of other international tourists who were drawn to this Old World haven. Again, if you’re like me, you’ll also pass on the whiskey, though you are very tempted to try some authentic Scotch. But, as Diamond Dave once sang in a classic Van Halen song, “I think that you’re headed for a whole lot of trouble…” Never mind.
After a brief chat with a friendly barman wearing a kilt, about his family history in the area, we’re ready to step outside to the smoking area, beer in hand. Are you coming with us?
Chris, Mandy, and I, grab an old worn table just outside the door and absorb the filtered sunshine, along with a stunning view of the surrounding mountains, picturesque waterfall and all!
Nice, huh? Life is good today. Under different circumstances, I might have rented a room and spent the whole day here, and maybe even climbed to the top of the falls. But we have to get back to the River Of Bliss soon, don’t we? There are three smooth river stones waiting there for me to collect them.
OK, let’s stay for one more, and would you mind sharing a bit of your Haggis Melt with me?
For sure, we’ll definitely have to do it again some time!