“Over the last 10 days, I was cast away on a fairly remote island in Scotland called Mulll. It’s not the most difficult place to find—a car ride and ferry boat will get you there—but it seemed a world away from my normal day-to-day life. I fished, hiked, enjoyed the company of old friends, found peace in a long stretch without Internet or television and, surprisingly, even hunted down some great beers to drink.”
Six cannons were saved, but the Atlantic kept the rest, relegating the Revenge to a small, largely forgotten mark on the U.S. Navy commodore’s career. That is, until the owner of Cottrell Brewing unearthed the wreckage.