Anyone had funny encounters while camping? We often laugh about a trip to Edale when we pitched our tent at the far corner of the field thinking no-one could get between us and the hedge. Wrong - after a walk we returned to find not only a tent but a single man with 7 children in tow (all young teenagers). First he asked for a teabag which we were happy to provide, then he asked my husband to go to the pub with him - he refused politely. Then the funniest (at least the next day we thought it was!) he walked past and shouted as he went "I'm off to the pub - keep an eye on the kids". That was the last we saw of him for hours and the kids amused themselves thank goodness making overtures to a newly arrived group of scouts and guides!
I first went camping as in holiday (as opposed to military!) way back in 1982 to the South of France. I was based in Germany and my now ex-wife and I had just bought a new Ford XR3. That summer we headed of with borrowed camping gear (tent + everything else). The ex did not drive at the time and hated to prolong the journey so we only stopped for fuel, toilets and mealbreaks. 17 hours later we arrived and I was really tired. I had the tent erected and had taken lots of advise regarding do's and don't of camping. Including 'Make sure you dig a channel around the outside of the tent to ensure no water runs in if it rains'. The ground at our campsite just outside St Tropez was baked hard as iron so I had to use a hammer to break the surface. After much sweating as I worked around the tent, a number of other campers stopping to gaze in curiosity, a german guy asked what I was doing. I told him, he replied, " My friend if it rains here it is called 'The Mistral' and your tent will blown away in seconds! you won't have a tent left to have rain running in at all!"
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We were away a couple of years ago and my Sister tagged along.....
We were all having a little "drinky" and Sis decided she needed the loo, I thought it would be funny to make her jump and so waited outside the campsite loo's dressed in a dark poncho With the hood up and a torch shining into my face and a pair of tongs up my sleeve (think "i know what you did last summer - without the hook!!)
Needless to say when I decided to jump out on my sister, I was confronted by a disgruntled old dear with curlers in her hair who pulled a screwed up face (she didn't even jump!!) and tottered away muttering something about immature under her breath! my "prank" was ruined but the old lady never realised who i was without the poncho. The next day and we had a lovely chat about her caravan...LOL
Well a couple of years ago I had gone to the loo and had my curlers in, when this silly young person decided to jump out on me wearing a dark poncho............she thought she'd scared me but I WASN'T PHASED BY IT BECAUSE ..................................................................................................................
Haven't had too many myself although I imagine the caravan people at the site I went to had a sly chuckle watching me put the tent up for the first time with an audience present.