|Montbazon from the bridge over the Indre|
I've always camped from being in my very early twenties. And OK, at twenty and twenty-one, money was not plentiful so maybe camping was an affordable solution. But the need for a cheap holiday was not, and still isn't, the real reason I took to camping and still use campsites. For me it's all about the location, the view and the opportunity to go just about anywhere, to stay how long I want and to move on when I decide I've had enough. So, take my pitch at Montbazon. A small bustling town just south of Tours with a campsite on the banks of the river Indre.
|The view from my pitch|
And the conundrum? In the two weeks that I was there only two other campers came and parked in the spots in the area where I was camped. Everyone else - and there were a significant number of people who came and went and stayed for a few days - all clustered themselves around the sanitary block. Maybe they were just being practical, I don't know. Perhaps they thought it would give them an advantange for first in the showers in the morning. Maybe! But after a few days I noticed another aspect to this, what I considered to be, odd behaviour. They all set their rigs in exactly the same direction!
And the camping conundrum? Why does anyone want to sit facing the bog wall when they can have a view like this...
Answers on a postcard, or in the comments box below, will be very gratefully accepted.