Once discovered, always a fan, it seems, since this site has plenty of campers who come back again and again. They love the ‘no delusions of grandeur’ vibe. It’s a field by some water. But what water. Whether it’s messing about in boats, splashing, paddling or just admiring this great expanse of river, the Wye will quickly have you hooked, like one of the local salmon on a fisherman’s rod. Everyone rubs along nicely here – from couples holed up in cosy two-man ridges, to groups of families in their domes, to the ever-present canoeists making the most of the landing site by the tiny beach. Human traffic eases off during the day as campers paddle, wander or drive off to follow their respective pursuits. But by four-ish most are back in the fold again, relishing the relaxed environment. Watery tales are swapped and blistered fingers patched up. With a family-friendly pub by the gate and two more close by, what’s not to like? Whatever time you choose to climb into your sleeping bag, you can be assured that you’ll fall asleep to the crackle of open fires, the swishing of water in the reeds, the cough of a sheep and laughter from the pub garden. Quite a lullabye!