Edinburgh is all about jaw-dropping views and a drizzle of rain—not enough to keep the tourists away but just enough to give them an excuse to get cozy in the pubs. I rolled into town with my best mate for BearScotFest, battling a little anxiety because every time I’ve been to Edinburgh in the past, I left single—relationships fizzling out like damp squibs. The Edinburgh Curse has claimed one husband, a couple of boyfriends, and a best mate so far…
Road Trip
After a five-hour drive, which involved a fair amount of road trip snacks (TimBits are delicious), we ditched the car at a park-and-ride and hopped on the bus into the city. Our apartment was just off the Royal Mile in Cowgateshead, and after a swift check-in process that included a complimentary bottle of whiskey (cheers to that!), we were ready to hit the ground running.
Exploring the City
The vibe was electric! The streets were alive with armies of tourists marching to the sounds of bagpipes. My mate and I kicked off our adventure by strolling down the Royal Mile, getting our tourist fix at the castle, and indulging in a little retail therapy on Princes Street. After a quick power nap—because I’m old now and I needed to recharge—we got dolled up for our first event at The Regent.
The Cocks Crow
This pre-event party was magic. A lively crowd, cheeky banter, and a whole lot of familiar faces from Manchester to Maspalomas and Sitges.
My friend instantly took a liking to a charming guy named Bert, and I channeled my inner matchmaker, determined to play Cilla Black. Daddy Bert would be my mate’s new lifelong boyfriend. At least that was my drunken goal!
While Bert entertained my bestie, I caught up with the guys from earlier in the year; it was nice to feel the friendship. It’s a bit like pissing yourself, everyone can see it - but only you can feel its warmth.
We extended our shenanigans at CC Blooms after hours - on arrival the doorman shot us a look and said, “You do know this is a guy club, right?” We were about to be denied entry…
The heavy-set bearded man on my left burst into laughter as one called out, “I hope so, I need a good dicking!”
Gay membership verified, we were admitted.
Inside, we danced like no one was watching until everyone was staring... you see someone’s behind had met a fire extinguisher, spraying foam everywhere.
It was a fun night, yes, a little too much drink for a Wednesday, alas that the foam extinguisher was the only white stuff getting squirted that night…
BearScotFest is a Vibe
BearScotFest is the kind of event where you walk in and immediately feel like you’ve found your tribe. The lineup is packed with opportunities to dance, drink, and mingle with fellow bears, cubs, and admirers alike. One of my favourite things about BearScotFest is its sociable atmosphere. It’s not a sex-focused, horny mess like some other events—yeah, I’m sure there are opportunities to hook up, but there are no darkrooms or sex on venue spaces; it’s about the connections and friendships, and it’s so much better for it.
The Barndance at Brewhemia
After some pre-drinks at our apartment on night two, we headed to Brewhemia for the Barndance. Now, things got a bit dodgy right off the bat when we took the wrong entrance and ended up in the restaurant’s kitchen. We made some new friends in the bathrooms too before we were finally rescued from locked doors separating us from the hot bears. Navigation clearly isn’t my strong suit.
Once we found the way in, the place was packed, and the entertainment top-notch—drag queens, lip syncs, costumes, beers, and bears. It was an unforgettable night filled with laughter.
Reunion at the Meat Market
Friday night brought the Farmers Meat Market at CC Blooms, and it was time for my boyfriend to make his grand entrance! After a drunken jaunt to the station to collect him, we dropped off his bags and headed back to the bar to dance the night away together.
The Farmers Meat Market was a giggle, with plenty of eye candy, cracking music, and a tub of chocolates by the door. The energy in the room was infectious, with everyone letting loose and embracing the vibe.
When we stumbled back to our one-bed apartment, the three of us (my boyfriend, my bestie, and I) and all snuggled into the small double bed. As we lay there, I leaned in and reminded my boyfriend that the curse was still here, and he should be on his best behaviour. He just chuckled, promising to keep an eye on me.
The Caves
Now, The Caves night is my absolute favourite night. This sprawling venue is bursting with energy, a little sexual tension, and a bet between my boyfriend and me: whoever kissed someone else first had to, when the time is right, be the one to propose.
Neither of us likes losing, and we took that bet seriously, but as the night wore on, we really wanted a loophole—and we found it; we both kissed the same guy at the same time. Call it a tie!
The atmosphere was cracking; we danced, drank, and kissed hot men for hours. When we finally left, we were handed hot meat pies.
Seriously, what a legendary way to wrap up the night! Nothing like hot meat after a night of hot bears!
The Curse
So it seems the curse is broken! My boyfriend and I returned home happier than ever, marking the first time a relationship has survived “Edinburgh.” He must be a keeper.
BearScotFest is a week of laughter, sexy guys, and memories that’ll last a lifetime. If you’re looking for an unforgettable adventure and a chance to embrace the bear community, then make your way to this fantastic festival. Trust me; you won’t regret it!
We’re already booked for next time.
