A moderate strength pale gold session ale, with an abundance of tropical fruit & citrus hop character provided by a blend of New Zealand and British hop varieties.
This ale is named after an old Shropshire countryside legend. One version states that anyone who can find the golden arrow, lost by a 7th century king on Pontesford Hill, will enjoy great fortune. At one time it was a tradition for villagers to search for the fabled lost arrow on Palm Sunday. In 1916 the legend inspired the title of local author Mary Webb's (1881-1927) first novel.
A copper-coloured flavoursome best bitter with a malty backbone enhanced by crystal malt in the grain bill. A blend of British hops imparts a robust yet smooth bitterness accompanied by a fruity flavour.
This ale is brewed in tribute to a Shropshire hero. Eric 'Sawn Off' Lock DSO, DFC and Bar (1919-1941) was one of 'The Few'. Lock, whose nickname referred to his comparatively short height, was born in the village of Bayston Hill, just a few rolling fields away from our brewery. While piloting his Spitfire during the Battle of Britain Lock became a quadruple ace and the highest-scoring British pilot.
A golden ale made with 100% British malts and hops. The refreshing orange and honey flavour is provided by the use of caramalt in the grain bill combined with a light dose of bittering hops followed by a very generous charge of flavour hops.
In 1584 local steeplejack George Archer climbed unaided St Alkmund's church spire in Shrewsbury to retrieve the weathercock for repairs. He is reputed to have climbed the spire after drinking a few pints of ale, to have danced a jig while aloft for the spectators who had gathered below, and then returned to the ground safely, but now very sober!
A premium pale ale based on the finest pale malts complemented by three hop additions. The sweet malt and the bittering hops balance harmoniously while the finishing hops provide a lingering flavour of citrus & spicy goodness on the palate.
Robert Cadman (1711-1739) was known as the 'Icarus of the Rope' and, sadly, he met a similar fate to the mythical Greek aviator. In 1739 he arranged for an 800ft rope to be anchored in the ground on one side of the River Severn in Shrewsbury while the other end was attached to the spire of St Mary's Church on the opposite bank. He successfully walked up the rope, then he donned a grooved wooden breastplate and endeavoured to slide down the rope. The rope snapped - it did not end well!