Day 7 started in the quaint village of Lompret, and as you can see, it’s the town that time forgot. The stone hanging from the chain outside of the building is actually a cheese press, which I’ve only seen one other time in my life.
We were in the Chimay region, so we tried to hunt the brewery down to see if we could score a tour. We found the actual brewery, but were told that they have a different location for visitors. They gave us a brochure and we put the address into the GPS, only to find nothing but the Abbey itself. We roamed around the Abbey a bit, but every way we drove, we found nothing else. So, we said “screw it, lets get to the town of Achouffe instead.”
Paul had met Chris, one of the founders of the La Chouffe brewery, a couple of years ago, and Chris had a manuscript in French that he wanted translated to English. Jeff ended-up doing the translation, so when they found out that we were coming, Chris offered to give us a private tou, and then we got to move over to their beatiful tasting room, which is nesteled alonsgide a small pond. We drank with Chris, and enjoyed their beers heartily. We swapped stories, and even chatted some folks up that were actually from the states. Afterword, Chris walked us over to their cafe, where we had a few more drinks, some trout (Paul and Jeff did) and the famous Belgian meatballs I’d read about (they were fantastic!) It was one of the best days we’d had on this trip, and that wasn’t even the end of our day.
Isabel at La Chouffe had set us up to stay at a Bed and Breakfast very close to the brewery, and it holds its own brewery onsite, the smallest brewery in Belgium actually, Inter-Pol. The owners, Paul and Tina, were wonderful, and Paul gave us a quick tour of his brewery, the bar (a cafe’ on the weekends,) and then grabbed some of his beers for us to partake in that night. We drank a couple of bottles while talking to Paul, but he needed some rest. So we moved outside, where we ran into Gavin and Laurie, a couple from the San Francisco area that we’d actually met at La Chouffe earlier that day. After a few minutes, I got a fire going in the little beer garden that had recently been built. A great end to a great day!
By the way, the beers at both La Chouffe and Inter-Pol were some of the best I’ve had on this trip. It truly was an honor and privilege to meet everyone and to sample such great beers!