1. Why you were
looking forward to going to the ground (or not
as the case may be):
Although my Dad was from Carlisle and also
spending a lot of my youth in the area I had
never set foot in the town of
Barrow-in-Furness. As such I was looking
forward to this trip even though it was a
Tuesday night game, the good old Travelodge
sale rooms came into their own once again.
I had preconceptions of a gloomy, run down
industrial town on the edge of a desolate
windswept peninsula but I was going to be
2. How easy was your journey/finding the
It's not a trip to the shops. Me and the other
half set off at 9.30am and arrived about 1pm
via the M181/M180/M18/M62/M61/ M6 and the
seemingly endless A590. We dumped the car at
the Travelodge which was situated just across
the road from the ground and headed into town
with six hours to kill.
3. What you did before the game pub/chippy....
home fans friendly?
It was slinging it down with rain, so the
first port of call was the "Furness Railway" a
Wetherspoons outlet, rude not to really as it
was steak club day. After a few pints and a
full belly, plus with the rain slowing, we had
a walk round the town centre such as it is.
One weird thing we noticed is the High Street
is in fact a side street with no shops at all!
We tried a few watering holes and eventually
ended up in a boozer near the docks called the
Devonshire Hotel, a good old fashioned, no
frills pub. There is a massive ship on the
docks which up until recently was used as a
2,500 capacity nightclub, it's also a great
location for any err... submarine watchers.
From there we made our way across a long road
bridge to Walney island and settled down in
the Ferry Hotel which can be seen from the
bridge. A Crown carvery establishment which
does good cheap food and good priced beers.
Our friend Chris arrived by train and met us
there, he was stunned by the quality of the
"nosebag" as he calls it. This place is highly
recommended by us all. Fed and watered and
with kick off approaching we set off on the
15-20 mins walk to the ground.
4. What you thought on seeing the ground,
first impressions of away end then other sides
of the ground?
Wet and bedraggled we arrived to see four
proper old school floodlight pylons, a scene
that always and without fail, warms me to any
ground. The right hand side of the open
terrace behind the goal is for away fans with
some seats in the covered stand to the right
also available. A good third of the open end
just in front of the goal seems to be no man's
land, with the rest of this terrace given to
the home fans to the left of the goal. We
ended up in the seats (more about this below)
which had a good view of the open terrace to
the left, a small covered stand opposite and
to the right a very shallow bit of terrace
backing onto what appeared to be their
supporters club. All in all a small, basic,
old footy ground. I fell in love with the
5. Comment on the game itself, atmosphere,
stewards, pies, toilets etc..
Being 2-1 up and maybe being just in control,
I felt Barrow's last minute equaliser came
from nowhere. Saying that, at setting off time
that morning I would have took the point, also
our rival's results were not too bad either.
Less than 200 Grimsby still managed to make
themselves heard and I am sure had it had been
a Saturday there would have been 500 plus.
It really is a long haul for a night game.
One sour note was the stewarding, we were told
for twenty shillings we could transfer into
the seats. There was a steward who seemed to
take pleasure in refusing people the transfer
with the retort they would have to stand and
get wet. He tried it with us three (Two middle
aged blokes and woman) but we managed to blag
it in, many others were refused.
6. Comment on getting away from the ground
after the game:
Easy! Straight back into town and the Furnace
Railway Wetherspoons, after checking the
latest time we could get a table at the
Mithwali curry house across the road. The
curry rounded off a brilliant but wet day out
and we were more than ready to fall into bed
after the 15-20 minute walk back to the
7. Summary of overall thoughts of the day out:
A rainy January night in Cumbria might not
sound like everyones idea of fun but me and
the other half were more than impressed. The
next full day was spent across the bridge
exploring Walney Island, with it's villages,
hamlets, caravan parks, pubs and wildlife. A
stunning piece of land well worth exploring
for it's scenery and history.
It's very surreal with the shipyards and town
of Barrow stretching out below the mountains
of the lake district from one side of the
island, and less than a mile on the other
side, the crashing waves of the Irish sea on a
windswept rocky beach. If Grimsby are still in
the same league as Barrow next season, this
will be a definite must do.