There are a number of (in)famous pub crawls to be enjoyed around our beautiful island.

Here in the North, you can jump on a train and venture from Yorkshire into Lancashire (or the other way round if you prefer) on the Transpennine Real Ale Trail. If you’re a Cambridge undergraduate with an athletic inclination, you’ll most likely be familiar with The King Street Run. Banned in the 1960s by university health and safety types, the objective is to complete the event in under an hour, and still be capable of running back to your oak-panelled rooms without falling over.

In Leeds it’s about endurance, longevity, mental strength and the marathon. A short sprint may be the specialism of those Fenland academics, but 12 hours of sustained pub-crawling has its spiritual home on Otley Road in Headingly. Unsurprisingly, it’s universally known as The Otley Run and, if you’ve had any connection with the student population of West Yorkshire over recent decades, chances are you’ll be familiar with the name. Right now you might even be shuddering at a memory you thought was long-suppressed.

The spiritual starting point for this right-of-passage is Woodies, a mock-Tudor ale-house in Far Headingley (approximately three miles north west of the city centre), and it’s here on a Friday afternoon that I meet poet, composer, musician and local resident Joe Williams who, after graduating with a Maths degree from Leeds, found it impossible to prise himself away and return to his Northumbrian roots.

Joe with pint & pub window ColourWilliams has seen The Otley Run grow in popularity from a niche, weekend student activity to the current destination event that is proving to be a mecca for groups from across the country, regardless of whether they work for a living or consume Naked Noodle Singapore Curry while working on that dissertation and focusing on who will win Celebrity Antiques Road Trip.

It’s unsurprising then that An Otley Run: A Verse Novella was born. Williams’ previous work is both humorous and incredibly touching. His 2017 publication Killing the Piano includes a carefully crafted homage to BBC Look North’s Keeley Donovan, alongside several Haiku which, in only three lines, are often profound. Turning his attention to a local institution like a pub-crawl makes perfect sense.

Joe WilliamsIn chronological order, the reader journeys with Williams and his fellow travellers through a series of witty, frank and sometimes cringing moments, from the start-line at Woodys towards the ultimate goal: The Dry Dock, a seemingly marooned barge, beached at the Northern entrance to a great Northern city.

James Bond, Julius Caesar, Snow White and Cleopatra are all regularly drawn to the Otley Run. Elvis too can often be seen leaving various buildings on the route, as the unwritten rule today seems to be that fancy dress is compulsory.

So, what has Williams captured in his poetic observations? Aside from an event that has become a West Yorkshire institution – and arguably a key economic driver for the city of Leeds – he has shone a light on the elements that are vital to us all: friendship, community, fun, tradition, care, and (sometimes) complicated relationships.

Williams, having emerged unscathed from his in-depth research period for his writing, is now something of a champion for The Otley Run. If there is any justice, he’ll be invited to read at November’s White Rose Awards while Sir Gary Verity issues plaques to veterans including best dressed Oompa Loompa and ‘girl who walked entire route in one shoe’.

By Colin Petch


An Otley Run, Joe WilliamsAccompanying An Otley Run: A Verse Novella (Half Moon Books) is a website: which provides valuable insight for any would-be explorer, or for anyone keen to glimpse their mis-spent youth in Leeds.