It was a cold winters night. El Presedente had ravaged the troops and caused enough pain and agony to even make a wookiee lose his cookies. The next morn, to the sound of happily sober and hangover-less suburbanite tourists woke the troops with their gleeful shouts of joy and excitement… a sentiment not shared by the troops.
After mustering every ounce of strength possible, the troops went forth unto the breach again.
Tally-ho to The Gay Bar!
The Gay Bar is exactly what you would not think it is. Located in Gay Michigan, the bar actually lacks anything that one could find in a gay bar. In fact, I would go so far as to say, a person of homosexual nature would not even step into such a place, for fear of being strung up, drawn and quartered.
Driving up to The Gay Bar, the road is lined with snowmobiles and trucks that eat cars like mine for bedtime snacks. After finding a front row parking spot, we don our gear and move in.
Walking in, it looks like every other county bar out there. Thirty year old brewerania on the wall, NASCAR and various sporting calendars on the wall, and of course… the patrons. The patrons are your stereotypical county bar patrons… quite friendly for the most part, sans the douchebag hicks that look like the want to get drunk and fight. One patron engaged us in conversation for a good hour or two, and amazingly, most of said conversation took place without the patron removing the cigarette from his lips. This is a skill you will never see from a prep, hipster, or suburbanite… only from good ol’ country folk.
With KBC and Coors Light for less than $3… how can you go wrong? Nothing else was ordered aside from KBC beer or Coors, however, prices overheard from the friendly barkeep sounded fairly reasonable for the drinks. The bar food looked like, well, bar food. None was ordered, however, which I highly regret since what I saw looked delicious.
For my first time in the U.P., I thoroughly enjoyed The Gay Bar. Next time I go to the U.P., I am going to make sure to take 12-inches at The Gay Bar.
Cheers!