It was a grey and dreary day when the four of us set off toward the hinterland that is the Isle of Purbeck. Big Nigel sacrificed himself and did the hour and forty five minute drive, myself , big Trev and GB, aka The Sage Of Odiham made up the numbers. The target was the iconic Square And Compass pub perched high above the Jurassic coast. we parked up a couple of hundred yards from the pub and took in the expansive landscape. A wooden henge, a Morris Traveler and a US Army truck.
What could it all mean? We had no idea and went to the pub.
It was still ten minutes to mid-day , opening time, so we stood in the drizzle and took in the outside seating area.
It was all very Jurassic.
At a minute before the stroke of noon we had ,had enough of standing in the rain and entered the pub. There is no bar as such , just a couple of serving hatches in the corridor between the two pub rooms, one for food the other for beer.
We got our beers and found our seats, just as well because it soon became extremely busy. We sat in the smaller of two rooms basically furnished but with various things of interest adorning the walls and shelves.
And then there is a museum attached in the room next door.
But we were here for beer and any fears of average fayre were soon put to rest with an offering of local brewer Hattie Brown’s Moonlite, a lovely sessionable pale beer followed by a robust 6.0% Powderkeg PK IPA from Devon, this demanded some lining of the stomach.
We were sat next to some kind of stove fire contraption, it was well warm, the open fire in the other room also looked inviting.
But it was time to head back to Hampshire, calling in on The Wonston Arms on the way, a top four pub in this years race for Camra pub of the year.
As we passed by in the shadow of Corfe Castle,
It had all been a bit draining for the Sage Of Odiham, maybe it was the effects of the apple cake and ice cream on top of the steak pasty?
But he would soon revive with renewed vigor as we approached Wonston.