Napoleon famously declared that ‘an army marches on its stomach’ – the same is true of hikers spurred on by the promise of a pub lunch. A walk to a pub represents the marriage of two sacred British institutions: a ramble through the howling gales and rain-cursed skies that see more sensible nations stay home and reach for the jigsaws. And the bonhomie, gastronomy and roaring hearths of the public house – within whose walls all effort on the trail is suddenly redeemed. Come rain or shine, the following are some of the best pubs and inns at which to come in from the cold after a morning (or afternoon) ramble, from the muddy moorlands of the Brecon Beacons to sandy East Anglian beaches.