This thread should have a sub-plot of "The worst mistakes I made whan selecting a campsite", though few of us would like to admit them!
Okay, I'll share.......
A group of us from work went to Wasdale in the Lakes for a weekend of camping, walking and general merriment. This was no woodland bushcraft or high wild camp but a sheltered campsite with good amenities. We all pitched in a distant corner of the campsite as far away from everyone else as possible so as to minimise disturbance to other folk as we rolled back from the Wasdale Head Inn after closing time :roll:
My worst mistake was to pitch my tent rather too close to the tent next to me.
I was woken next morning by the sound of screams and the glare of the tent next door burning brightly (My friends had bungled a gas cylinder change and there had been an explosion) I would not care to have to go through what happened in the next couple of hours ever again. Fire fighting, frantic first aid, helicopters. You can probably get the idea :shock:
What made the whole experience more chilling was the realisation (as I explored the contents of my hip flask later on that day) that -my- tent had almost caught fire. It still bears a small melted patch to this day. Because I had stupidly pitched too damm close to the tent next door I had almost joined my friends in the helicopter on their way to hospital.
My friends? They're fine now, they were lucky their camping buddies consisted of two ITU nurses, eight theatre nurses and an anaesthetist :wave: One of them wound up spending a fortnight in the burns unit and was pretty poorly for a while with scorched lungs. The other fared better, minor burns and a different hairstyle for a while. They still go camping but are not allowed anything more complex than a trangia :roll: