First off, the site is immaculate. I mean, the kind of clean that makes you feel guilty for dropping a biscuit crumb. The pitches are spacious, which is vital when your partner decides to bring the entire kitchen sink—literally.
But the magic is in the people. You’ve got the retired couple in the massive motorhome who wave cheerfully at 7 AM. Then there’s the dad trying to assemble a tent that clearly hates him—we’ve all been there, mate. There is a quiet, lovely vibe of mutual respect here that makes you instantly relax.
Facilities That Actually Work (Yes, Really)
Let’s talk showers. Camping showers are usually the stuff of nightmares (cold water, angry floor sludge). Not here. The showers at Hunter’s Moon are hot, powerful, and the floor is clean enough to eat your dinner off. I’m not joking; I actually considered moving in.
The main building has a small shop for emergencies—like running out of milk for tea, which is a code red. There’s also a cozy seating area with a wood-burning stove. It’s perfect for those rainy afternoons when you pretend you’re reading a book but are actually watching other campers wrestle with their awnings.
Hunter's Moon Club Campsite | The Caravan Club
