Hunter's Moon Caravan And Motorhome Club Campsite

So there I was, at 2 AM, standing in a dew-soaked field in my pajamas. I was trying to convince a badger that my tent was not, in fact, a free buffet. The only light came from a sliver of moon and the faint glow of a caravan’s curtain. That was my welcome to the Hunter’s Moon Caravan and Motorhome Club Campsite.

And you know what? I haven’t stopped smiling about it since. This place isn’t just a patch of grass with some hookups—honestly, it feels more like a secret society of happy wanderers. You pull in, and suddenly you’re part of a tiny village that only exists for the weekend.

The Vibe: Organized Chaos (in the Best Way)

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

The True Headliner: The Night Sky

Okay, the name “Hunter’s Moon” isn’t just for show. This campsite has some seriously low light pollution. When the moon is full, it’s like someone turned on a giant silver lamp. You can actually walk around without a torch—though be careful not to trip over a guy rope, rookie mistake.

I spent one evening just lying on the grass, watching satellites drift by. A woman from a nearby caravan came over and pointed out a constellation I’d never seen before. That’s the kind of place this is—strangers become star guides.

The Little Ironies You’ll Love

Of course, there are quirks. The Wi-Fi is… strategically unreliable. It forces you to talk to people, which is frankly rude for an introvert, but somehow welcome. Also, the site rule about “quiet hours after 10 PM” is hilariously enforced by a man in a Hi-Viz vest who glares at you if you laugh too loudly.

And the wildlife? Let’s just say the foxes have a more active social life than I do. I saw one bold fella walk right up to a barbecue and steal a sausage. The owners just shrugged and said, “Classic Hunter’s Moon.” You’ve been warned.

Hunter's Moon Caravan and Motorhome Club Site | Alan Rogers

Why You Should Actually Book It

Look, I’m not going to lie and say it’s the most luxurious spot on earth. It’s a campsite. But it’s the right kind of campsite. It’s a basecamp for adventure—for long walks, muddy boots, and the joy of eating toast that tastes better just because you’re outside.

If you’re a seasoned caravanner, you’ll appreciate the hard standings and the easy access to local pubs. If you’re a tent newbie, you’ll appreciate that the wardens don’t laugh at you when you ask where to put the grey water. They’ve seen it all.

So, pack your wellies and your sense of humor. Bring extra marshmallows for the kids (and the foxes). And if you see a badger at 2 AM, just give it a stern look and say, “Not tonight, mate.” You’ll fit right in at Hunter’s Moon.

P.S. Be sure to check the moon phase before you go. Trust me on this one.