Car camping is not always fun, not always glamorous. Finding a place to park up depends on where you are coming from and where you are heading to. I made up my mind to park here before I left home. Often, when you are on a several day jaunt, you have to take a chance. You might drop lucky and find the perfect spot, or you might not get a wink of sleep if you are in a dodgy area. You have to use your common sense. Look around you. If it doesn't feel right, then move on to another location.
I was struggling to find a safe place when I was in the Lake District. Luckily I met an ok man who let me park at the front of his house. Another time I was parked in a churchyard, with permission, no gates, close to the front door of the church. I had to get out of bed in the early hours and move the car. Someone was walking around with a torch. I parked about a mile up the road.
I can stealth camp in the street. In Buxton I found a tree lined avenue with big houses. It was a dead end street going nowhere, so only the owners needing access drove past my car parked at the side of the road.
I would not park in an isolated location by myself in the countryside. If I choose a layby it would be where motorhomes and van lifers gather. Safety in numbers. Having spent years sleeping in a lorry this is not new to me.
On Saturday night I stayed at the Motorway Services at Wetherby. I recorded this short video just before I went to bed. Yes there were lights on, with cars coming and going, but that doesn't bother me. I use my skirt to drape over my head blocking out the light. Works perfect.
This morning I went to Crafty Club. It is sunny. Now I will start uploading another video onto yoootooob and take Billy dog a walk. It may appear here later, or I might post it tomorrow.
Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip. ilona
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