The smell of real ale and woodsmoke drifts across the garden from the pub itself, a proper riverside inn where camping pods sit tucked behind the main building—you're sleeping in the shadow of a working boozer, not a sanitised holiday park.
This suits anyone chasing pub-with-a-bed simplicity: couples after a country weekend without the tent faff, walkers who want a shower and a pint within stumbling distance, anglers heading for Farmoor Fly Fishing Club just up the road. The pods give you your own space but keep you close to the warmth and clatter of the bar. Dogs are welcome by arrangement, so worth asking ahead if you've got one in tow.
Inside you've got wifi and guest house rooms if the weather turns or you fancy proper walls. Campfires depend on the day—check when you arrive. It's open all year, which means winter lock-ins by the fire and summer evenings on the terrace. The vibe's relaxed and pubby, not polished—you're here for the Guinness and the river, not Egyptian cotton.