My birthday was Wednesday of this past week. When Tara asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday, I wasn’t immediately sure. I didn’t really want to go out and party on a Wednesday because well, it’s Wednesday. I didn’t want to go out to eat because I haven’t found any restaurants that I am really crazy about yet. So as I went through the process of elimination on what I did not want to do, the answer became crystal clear: make a bacon explosion. There are varying schools of thought on how exactly one should make a bacon explosion. Some use a mixture of pork sausage and beef. Some use BBQ sauce inside. Some use a smoker as a means of cooking. The common theme here is that you have bacon on the outside, bacon on the inside, and a flavorful meat filling also on the inside. We used what was available at Costo, which was British bacon, ground lamb, and some homemade bbq sauce.
As you can see from the pictures, it turned out awesome. I was very happy with it.
Friday, we went on a pub crawl along Ashbourne road to further celebrate my birthday. It was a great way to tour all of the pubs around our house. The flyer says the crawl was for Almar’s leaving party. We never actually met Almar, but we had a great time anyway.
Saturday, we journeyed to the Peak District to do some exploring. The peak district is a huge national park that is very close to Derby. It was really fun driving our fancy new manual BMW through the back country roads to get up there. We parked at a small pub in the town of Monyash, right in the the heart of the Peak District. We were following a 3 mile route through a ‘dale’ and some sheep fields. We got lost a few times but eventually made our way back to the pub. Here we are in Monyash before walking out on the ‘trail’.
For our route, we were following a sketch of a map in a book called, “Pub Walks in the Peak District”. The description of where to go read like a treasure map. Here’s an example.
“In the third field, leave the dale, crossing a stile beside a gate and ascending gently alongside the wall….”
I had no idea what a dale or style was. And I definitely wasn’t counting how many fields we passed. It felt like we were lost the entire time. Here’s Tara leading the gentle ascent. This is the one place where we were actually following the book’s directions.
At one point, the book told us to leave the trail after a half mile and follow a wall, then turn west. We had no idea when to leave the trail, so of course, we left at the wrong time. We ended up cutting through someone’s sheep field. Luckily, the owner of the field was kind enough to flag us down and yell at us and provide us directions back to the trail.
Eventually we made it back to the Bull Head for a proper pint before heading home. There are 29 more pub walks in our book so hopefully we’ll do better next time now that we know some of the lingo.