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Wild Camping.
Having discovered the Odditorium tent talks at this year's Wilderness Festival, the idea of wild camping in remote parts of Britain was talked about.
I'm not referring to the local woods and 100 metres past the Nature Interpretation board saying watch out for the birds or butterflies but somewhere, where people don't normally go.
http://oddpodcast.com/portfolio/7-traffic-island-b...
The idea was mentioned on the podcast above and suggested perhaps in the middle of a large traffic island which has lots of dense planting, so i thought that I might walk up to my local spot and do a reconnaissance. However, i've since found out somebody has beaten me to it and the local bobby has said he looks the other way as the guy is not causing any trouble and keeps a few cats ! Now that leaves are dropping, his blue bivi is just visible if you are looking for it. Here it is although planting much larger.
Anybody else doing it for a remote blokey weekend ?
( Subject inspired by another thread and what to do solo for a weekend (
Having discovered the Odditorium tent talks at this year's Wilderness Festival, the idea of wild camping in remote parts of Britain was talked about.
I'm not referring to the local woods and 100 metres past the Nature Interpretation board saying watch out for the birds or butterflies but somewhere, where people don't normally go.
http://oddpodcast.com/portfolio/7-traffic-island-b...
The idea was mentioned on the podcast above and suggested perhaps in the middle of a large traffic island which has lots of dense planting, so i thought that I might walk up to my local spot and do a reconnaissance. However, i've since found out somebody has beaten me to it and the local bobby has said he looks the other way as the guy is not causing any trouble and keeps a few cats ! Now that leaves are dropping, his blue bivi is just visible if you are looking for it. Here it is although planting much larger.
Anybody else doing it for a remote blokey weekend ?
( Subject inspired by another thread and what to do solo for a weekend (
Wild? I was livid.
Near me is triangle of land bordered by motorway and dual carriageway. All three roads are raised but two moreso than the other. The land is now used illegally by youngsters on their crossers. The council tried to prevent entry for a while on safety grounds but a few years ago took a different approach and fenced off the appropriate sections of road instead. So the motorbikes still illegally buzz around there at the weekend, but now there's no danger of them ending up on the motorway by mistake.
Near me is triangle of land bordered by motorway and dual carriageway. All three roads are raised but two moreso than the other. The land is now used illegally by youngsters on their crossers. The council tried to prevent entry for a while on safety grounds but a few years ago took a different approach and fenced off the appropriate sections of road instead. So the motorbikes still illegally buzz around there at the weekend, but now there's no danger of them ending up on the motorway by mistake.
Impasse said:
Wild? I was livid.
Near me is triangle of land bordered by motorway and dual carriageway. All three roads are raised but two moreso than the other. The land is now used illegally by youngsters on their crossers. The council tried to prevent entry for a while on safety grounds but a few years ago took a different approach and fenced off the appropriate sections of road instead. So the motorbikes still illegally buzz around there at the weekend, but now there's no danger of them ending up on the motorway by mistake.
Cosham?Near me is triangle of land bordered by motorway and dual carriageway. All three roads are raised but two moreso than the other. The land is now used illegally by youngsters on their crossers. The council tried to prevent entry for a while on safety grounds but a few years ago took a different approach and fenced off the appropriate sections of road instead. So the motorbikes still illegally buzz around there at the weekend, but now there's no danger of them ending up on the motorway by mistake.
Yes, ticked the middle of roundabout on a dual carriageway wild camp box here too
Because? Well just because
Also wild camped in various bits of Scotland and the Peak although in England its harder to truly get away from it all
As an interim there are also a number of crafty bothys in the Peak to ease yourself into it if necessary - just dont tell anyone
numtumfutunch said:
Yes, ticked the middle of roundabout on a dual carriageway wild camp box here too
Because? Well just because
Also wild camped in various bits of Scotland and the Peak although in England its harder to truly get away from it all
As an interim there are also a number of crafty bothys in the Peak to ease yourself into it if necessary - just dont tell anyone
Thats the spirit. Its guys thinking like you that put the Great in Britain, but sadly 100 years too late.Because? Well just because
Also wild camped in various bits of Scotland and the Peak although in England its harder to truly get away from it all
As an interim there are also a number of crafty bothys in the Peak to ease yourself into it if necessary - just dont tell anyone
Yes - agreed it could potentially be a bit rubbishy, but this is Green Belt and the planting has grown by at least 50% since the aerial shot was taken.
I've not yet seen our local 'guest' but it takes all sorts, so keeping an open mind.
Naturally, you have to think about doing 'jobbies' and stuff but the local garden centre is not too far and open till late.
The nearest I've got to it was being the last one left behind at the Municipal campsite in Le Mans this year, about 10km south of the circuit so on the edge of the forest, and hearing / seeing squirrels and hedgehogs round the tent at night.
The solitude for about 3 days was quite appealing before coming home.
I accidentally camped in front of the butts on a range on the Salisbury Plain. Was woken by Farmer Giles shouting from his landy that we might want to push off as the range officer was about a mile behind him.
Same trip, we also pitched in the dark only to find in the morning we were in the undergrowth at the bottom of someone's garden.
Extreme camping, of the extremely incompetent variety.
Same trip, we also pitched in the dark only to find in the morning we were in the undergrowth at the bottom of someone's garden.
Extreme camping, of the extremely incompetent variety.
A good book for you...
I've always fancied doing it, but not at this time of year
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Wild-Places-Robert-Macfarl...
I've always fancied doing it, but not at this time of year
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Wild-Places-Robert-Macfarl...
True story:
Recently I went wilder caming than anyone I know.
I went off with a boat and a tent up the Congo and camped 100 miles from any civilisation other than some primitive(ish) mud villages.
The only thing I took with me was my fishing gear.
Oh, and a generator, a fridge, beer, a cook, food, a person to boat me around, a guide and a couple of extra helpers.
But apart form that - nothing.
Recently I went wilder caming than anyone I know.
I went off with a boat and a tent up the Congo and camped 100 miles from any civilisation other than some primitive(ish) mud villages.
The only thing I took with me was my fishing gear.
Oh, and a generator, a fridge, beer, a cook, food, a person to boat me around, a guide and a couple of extra helpers.
But apart form that - nothing.
blindswelledrat said:
True story:
Recently I went wilder caming than anyone I know.
I went off with a boat and a tent up the Congo and camped 100 miles from any civilisation other than some primitive(ish) mud villages.
The only thing I took with me was my fishing gear.
Oh, and a generator, a fridge, beer, a cook, food, a person to boat me around, a guide and a couple of extra helpers.
But apart form that - nothing.
No BBC film crew with their own chopper (ooo er missus etc.), private hospital tent, SAS medic backup and convoy of hospitality winnebagos that all of these so called 'look at me in the middle of nowhere' TV crap programmes have?Recently I went wilder caming than anyone I know.
I went off with a boat and a tent up the Congo and camped 100 miles from any civilisation other than some primitive(ish) mud villages.
The only thing I took with me was my fishing gear.
Oh, and a generator, a fridge, beer, a cook, food, a person to boat me around, a guide and a couple of extra helpers.
But apart form that - nothing.
Whilst the Rugby World Cup was on, there was a tent pitched in the middle of the roundabout on the A316 in Richmond. I saw a group of four men sat in it one evening having their dinner as I passed them on my commute home.
It was there for 3 or 4 weeks, was very surprised it stayed as long as it did, and I couldn't find anything about it on any local newspaper sites. It was right outside the office of notonthehighstreet.com, if anyone's interested - the tent was easily visible.
It was there for 3 or 4 weeks, was very surprised it stayed as long as it did, and I couldn't find anything about it on any local newspaper sites. It was right outside the office of notonthehighstreet.com, if anyone's interested - the tent was easily visible.
Staying in Bothys is a lot easier, for the uninitiated, they are old crofters/shepherds rest houses in the hills now open to walkers on a "leave it as you found it" basis. Rarely there is anything there beyond firewood, matches and candles but there are enough of them in Scotland to plan a good weeks walking without having to lug a tent and camping stuff around.
ATG said:
I accidentally camped in front of the butts on a range on the Salisbury Plain. Was woken by Farmer Giles shouting from his landy that we might want to push off as the range officer was about a mile behind him.
Same trip, we also pitched in the dark only to find in the morning we were in the undergrowth at the bottom of someone's garden.
Extreme camping, of the extremely incompetent variety.
As a teenager, I camped in a field in the gathering gloom, only to be awoken in the early morning light by the herd of very curious cows I was sharing the field with, crowded round my tent. Same trip, we also pitched in the dark only to find in the morning we were in the undergrowth at the bottom of someone's garden.
Extreme camping, of the extremely incompetent variety.
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