Just been camping for a week up at Glyn-Y-Mul campsite with Spikey the Pikey and was utterly appalled at what we found. For those that have never been to Glyn-y-Mul farm let me fill you in. It's a working farm that incorporates a small campsite that in my view is quite unique. There is an upper campsite with nice facilities, showers, kitchen, electric hookup and all the usual stuff for a nice quiet camping experience. But also there is an 18 acre broadleaved woodland with a lovely river going through for those who like to "go native". Ian the owner is a great bloke who is as laid back as they come and treats all his customers fairly and always goes out of his way to please, and just lets folks do their thing. He's not a man for rules and regulations but expects people to use common sense and respect his land. Now this place is an absolute jewel for bushcrafters and I believe there are a few meets going on over the winter months. However on this last trip I was actually ashamed to be wearing my Bushcraft UK badge when we arrived on site. We arrived late evening so pitched the tarp where we dropped and planned to find another pitch come daylight should we need to, so in the morning we had a scout about and frankly were dismayed. what we found was beyond comprehension and totally against the bushcraft ethos in my view. Now I may be wrong but the abandoned camp we came across looked very "bushcrafty" with stick built benches for people to sit on which was cool. What wasn't cool however was the half burned sleeping mats left tossed on the fire area the rubbish that was strewn about like plastic bags, glass bottles, galvanised nails, half eated sweetcorn cobs, bailing twine and clothing.Someone had even burned a fence post (there must be 50 tonnes of felled timber already in the wood and Ian sells logs too!!) I'm not a man to easily get annoyed but to be frank I was bloody seething !! I had to look Ian in the eye as we paid up and although we left our camp spotless I was embarrassed to be a bushcrafter. If this site is going to be available for others to enjoy PLEASE PLEASE Don't be a selfish cretin and look after the woods as if they were your home, because let's face it when you camp in there it IS your home and it's Ian's home too and as I'm sure you wouldn't like some scrote throwing his crap onto you nice neat flower beds at home, I'm sure Ian doesn't relish picking up after inconsiderate assholes who are too lazy to clean their own mess !! Rant over !!
Please see pics below
Discarded bailing twine Great for trapping birds or small mammals well after you've gone.
Rubbish and discarded corn cobs thrown down the hill
Untidy abandoned fire pit (burned kip mats removed)
Nice galvanised nails to puncture tractor tyres, kids feet animals hooves etc
Can't find firewood? Sod it BURN THE FENCE POSTS !!
Discarded glass bottle of Iodine
Waterproof jacket remains thrown in the bracken
These are as many photos as we could take before Spike and I started to get "A bit wound up" shall we say.
ONCE AGAIN PLEASE TAKE ONLY PHOTOS....LEAVE ONLY FOOTPRINTS
Places like Glyn-Y-Mul and people like Ian are one in a thousand it only takes one padlock on one gate from Ian for bushcrafters to lose this wondeful place forever. And from what we saw, who could blame him
Please see pics below
Discarded bailing twine Great for trapping birds or small mammals well after you've gone.
Rubbish and discarded corn cobs thrown down the hill
Untidy abandoned fire pit (burned kip mats removed)
Nice galvanised nails to puncture tractor tyres, kids feet animals hooves etc
Can't find firewood? Sod it BURN THE FENCE POSTS !!
Discarded glass bottle of Iodine
Waterproof jacket remains thrown in the bracken
These are as many photos as we could take before Spike and I started to get "A bit wound up" shall we say.
ONCE AGAIN PLEASE TAKE ONLY PHOTOS....LEAVE ONLY FOOTPRINTS
Places like Glyn-Y-Mul and people like Ian are one in a thousand it only takes one padlock on one gate from Ian for bushcrafters to lose this wondeful place forever. And from what we saw, who could blame him