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when did you decide 'no more camping'.

I've just bought a new tent with Summer just round the corner. There's miles and miles of moorland just out the back of mine where I should be able to discreetly pitch it for a night or so. Failing that, there's a nice looking campsite within hiking distance too. Hoping to spend a fair bit of the Summer out there this year.
 
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About 35 i think, tried to pitch the thing when it was dark and raining, meant to be easy as was an instant tent, couldnt get the thing up so had to use it as a blanket. Was really uncomfortable and woke up and saw id been sleeping on rabbit holes.
 
There is no point in trying to convert spanglechick. She knows what does it for her and many others feel the same way. We are who we are :)

I just want to say though that there are some, quite a lot really, of places in Britain where the view just takes my breath away and makes my heart soar. Luckily for me I have both the Yorkshire Dales and the Lake District just a short drive away and I live on the edge of the moors :cool:

Bring on summer :D
 
was there anything in particular that led you to this decision? you seem quite emphatic about it.

The onset of my joint problems. Dickheads twatting around all night. Partly the company and some other shenanigans I prolly shouldn't go into here since the boy found out my username or here. :mad:
 
I haven't decided, and never will, but the last time we took a tent to a festival because I couldn't be bothered to drive the camper all the way to Exeter, it felt like a bit of a rough exchange.

The tent itself was fine, and having to carry everything, not having quite as many clean dry clothes as you'd like, sleeping arrangements being a bit uncomfortable. All these can be solved with beer.
But not being able to cook your own food in your own space, make decent coffee, grab a glass of water in the night, get dressed and clean your teeth standing up, AND in your own private space, before having to face the day. I'm so used to all this now that I don't really want to go back.

I'll still do it occasionally I suppose. But the days of turning up to Glastonbury with nothing but a blanket and some acid, they are gone.
 
7 years ago- camping in Snowdonia in July :mad:- we were able to climb the mountain OK - but it rained ceaselessly in between and every single item of clothing was soaked. Never again up there at least - give me a roof and hot water / heat.
 
I've only camped at festivals, the last time when I was about 49.
I didn't actually give up on it, I'd still give it a go if I could but the body is a bit too worn out now and I don't have the energy.
 
I'll still do it occasionally I suppose. But the days of turning up to Glastonbury with nothing but a blanket and some acid, they are gone.

After nearly killing myself walking into and out Glasto with a rucksack small tent and a sleeping bag. I am tempted by the above method the next time I get a ticket.
 
the Isle Of Skye is my number one ideal holiday location, but it's not really doable without a car, unless you are a intrepid cyclist.

Not true! Me and another urbanite the train there after Crispy (I think) mentioned 1st tickets were on sale on the line going up to Inverness and then another to Mallaig. We used buses and hitched to get around effectively. We took a tent but stayed in a combination of youth a hostel,a bothy and a swanky climbing hut. Twas grand but plan for the ferocious midges!

Hitching is a really good way of getting around on Skye, locals are very friendly.
 
There is no point in trying to convert spanglechick. She knows what does it for her and many others feel the same way. We are who we are :)

I just want to say though that there are some, quite a lot really, of places in Britain where the view just takes my breath away and makes my heart soar. Luckily for me I have both the Yorkshire Dales and the Lake District just a short drive away and I live on the edge of the moors :cool:

Bring on summer :D

So jealous :(

I'm in London and getting to the hills is so expensive.
 
Never met you OU but I'm guessing you're a bit of an extrovert and a lovely chap.

Me, I'm a misanthropic, socially anxious introvert and I enjoyed it.
i've done it before and it's a drag. not something i want to do on holiday. i don't want uncertainty when i am trying to relax.
 
About 35 i think, tried to pitch the thing when it was dark and raining, meant to be easy as was an instant tent, couldnt get the thing up so had to use it as a blanket. Was really uncomfortable and woke up and saw id been sleeping on rabbit holes.
You had to use your tent as a blanket :eek: :D You sound about as shit at camping as me lol. I can never get the bastards up either.
 
Sounds on a par with a horrid camping/cycling combo in Holland, Pogo. Set up outside Haarlem on the beach and nipped off to get some chips, returned to find tent bobbing on a wave in the north sea. As I was in charge of an infant, I had to break into an empty caravan (it was April ffs). I headed off to Amsterdam the next day, sold the bike and spent a week staying in a seedy, but dry and child-friendly hotel.
 
Our bongo had a flat battery so we ended up camping in a tent last night.

It was every bit as awful as I remember it being. Flat inflatable mattress, freezing cold and shit
 
About the age of 8...the smell of the damp canvas...the itch if the dry grass poking through and into my skin...the half burnt half raw sausages...the cold...the heat. ..the creepy crawlies....
I couldn't understand why I was in this zipped up bag in a zipped up piece of canvas and I seriously felt cheated ..lol...

Sorry :(
 
I can't imagine 'no more camping'... I'm 54 and I've been camping since I was a young lad... before they had groundsheets. I'm camping as I type... ok... it's south of Perpignan... but I love it. I must admit, I'm a bit of a tent whore, I've four tents... two with me just now, a Vango Tempest 300, just for me, and a Vango Omega 350 for when the youngest is with me. It wasn't that long ago that the Tempest was enough for me AND the two younger ones... now I need the Omega just for two of us, and she's only twelve. I've also a Vango Ultralight, weighs about 900 gms, for backpacking up in the northwest of Scotland, and some cheap 2 man tent that the elder two can use when they want.

I love the freedom of camping... it's not like having a caravan, where you need to prebook sites, and plan things... oh no... with a tent in the boot, getting lost is the best part, discovering some wonderful places you'd never otherwise see.

I love the independence it gives you, the cooking outdoors, the views you discover, the wildlife, the sounds at night, the sound of rain on canvas, the wind moving the canvas. I like picking the ground for the tent, the direction it needs to face, I like repairing broken pole sections.

I bloody well detest cheap fucking alloy pegs.
 
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