Wild Camping: Exploring and Sleeping in the Wilds of the UK and Ireland
By Stephen Neale and Ed Stafford
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There's an idea that wild camping is illegal in Britain, but it isn't – you just need to know the rules and where to go. This guide will open up this amazing experience for all, covering:
- what is wild camping and why bother?
- different types (bivvying, tenting, hammocking, on the water)
- what the law says (Scotland, England, Northern Ireland, Wales, Ireland, EU, waterways)
- how many of the largest landowners in the UK are actively encouraging wild camping
- getting started (vital equipment, where to go, when to go, safety)
- drinking water and foraging for food
The majority of the book features the best places to go in England, Wales, Ireland and Scotland, along with stories, tips, helpful maps and inspiring photos. The new edition includes a Foreword by Ed Stafford, as well as a completely new chapter introducing the exciting new English Coastal Path, opening 2020 after years of campaigning. This fully updated guide will give readers the knowledge and the inspiration to escape the noise, clutter and stress of day to day life and go wild.
Stephen Neale
Stephen Neale is an award winning author, journalist and adventurer. He is obsessed with camping, walking, boats and fishing, and is the author of Wild Camping, Camping by the Waterside, The England Coast Path and The South West Coast Path, all published by Conway.
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Wild Camping - Stephen Neale
FOR ROMI
CONTENTS
FOREWORD
HOW TO USE THIS BOOK
PART ONE
THE 5 Ws IN WILD CAMPING
QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
PROLOGUE
THE NORMANS
THE LAW
PUBLIC LAND
PRIVATE LAND
THE ENGLAND COAST PATH
THE FOUR BEDZONES
PART TWO
SCOTLAND
1 GLENCOE
2 JURA
3 GREAT GLEN
4 GALLOWAY FOREST
5 SUTHERLAND
6 MINCH MOOR
HOW TO WILD:
walk, cycle, canoe
7 LOCH LOMOND AND THE TROSSACHS
8 LOCH MORAR
9 SUMMER ISLES
10 RIVER SPEY
SOUTHERN ENGLAND
11 RIVER AVON
12 BEAULIEU
13 POOLE HARBOUR
HOW TO WILD: the car
14 RIVER TAMAR
15 RIVER MEDWAY
16 SOUTH DEVON RIAS
17 HELFORD RIVER
18 LAND OF THE JUTES
19 SCILLY ISLES
20 CHICHESTER HARBOUR
21 HARTLAND
22 WHITE CLIFFS
23 DARTMOOR – EAST AND SOUTH
24 NORTH–WEST DARTMOOR
25 EXMOOR
26 BODMIN
27 QUANTOCK HILLS
28 SOUTH DOWNS
29 KENNET AND AVON CANAL
EASTERN ENGLAND
30 THE WASH
31 WALTON BACKWATERS
32 THE BROADS
33 DENGIE PENINSULA
HOW TO WILD: maps
34 THAMES ESTUARY
35 ORFORD NESS
36 RIVER STOUR
37 RIVER ORWELL
38 LINCOLNSHIRE WOLDS
39 ESSEX WAY
40 PEDDARS WAY
41 CHELMER VALLEY
CENTRAL ENGLAND
42 GRAND UNION CANAL
43 TRENT AND MERSEY CANAL
HOW TO WILD: survival
44 RIVER THAMES
45 THE RIDGEWAY
46 MALVERN HILLS
47 LEEDS AND LIVERPOOL CANAL
48 RIVER SOAR
49 COTSWOLD HILLS
50 OXFORD CANAL
51 RIVER TRENT
52 BLACK HILL
53 LONG MYND
54 DARK PEAK
55 WHITE PEAK
56 RIVER SEVERN
IRELAND
57 MUNSTER BLACKWATER
58 RIVER SHANNON
59 RIVER BLACKWATER
60 RIVER BANN
HOW TO WILD: gear
61 GRAND CANAL
62 BLACK STACKS
63 MOURNE MOUNTAINS
64 SPERRIN MOUNTAINS
65 SLIEVE BLOOM MOUNTAINS
66 THE THREE SISTERS
67 RIVER BARROW
68 SALT ISLAND
WALES
69 CADAIR IDRIS
70 BRECON BEACONS
71 NORTH SNOWDONIA
72 THE RHINOGS
73 OFFA'S DYKE
74 BERWYN MOUNTAINS
75 PRESELI MOUNTAINS
76 PEMBROKESHIRE COAST
77 ANGLESEY
HOW TO WILD: food and water
78 MAWDDACH
79 LLEYN PENINSULA
80 GLYND W R'S WAY
81 LLANGOLLEN CANAL
NORTHERN ENGLAND
82 VALLEY OF ENNERDALE
83 HELVELLYN
84 BUTTERMERE
85 URRA MOOR
86 DERWENTWATER
87 CONISTON
88 FOREST OF BOWLAND
89 PENDLE FOREST
HOW TO WILD: home
90 THE CHEVIOTS
91 KIELDER FOREST
92 NORTH PENNINES
93 FOREST OF TRAWDEN
94 YORKSHIRE DALES
95 THE WIRRAL
96 GOSWICK SANDS
97 HADRIAN’S WALL
98 YORKSHIRE WOLDS
99 LANCASTER CANAL
100 RIVER EDEN
Acknowledgements
FOREWORD
‘Out of sight - out of mind.’ It was my strategy for getting through the first term of the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst without drawing undue attention to myself from terrifying sergeant majors. It’s also, of course, the overriding unofficial guideline for all who wild camp.
In a world where social media has turned the entire population into minor celebrities posting shiny pictures of the life that they want you to believe they have, there is something really refreshing about returning to a simpler era of completely dropping ‘off the radar’ for the weekend.
‘Covert’ might seem an over-the-top word to describe taking your tent down early enough that it is not seen by anyone, but the intention not to be noticed might be likened to not letting the enemy see you in battle. Personally, I think this ‘sneaking around’ element injects a welcome vein of mischievous excitement to an otherwise calming experience.
No cars, no screaming kids in the next-door pitch, no mouldy shower blocks, no muddy communal taps, and no quaint little shop that is perennially ‘out for lunch’. To me, the beauty of camping in the wild is that you are demonstrating a confidence in yourself that you are totally self-sufficient. When the downpour angrily drums the nylon above your head, you can snuggle smugly with your hot chocolate knowing that you’ve got everything you need for a cosy evening in your backpack-able safe space.
Back in 2004, I was working in Afghanistan advising the UN how to organise their first ever presidential elections. As you can imagine I came home a bit jumpy, and the antidote, for me, was being ‘on the hill’. I decided to train to become a Mountain Leader and, in order to clock up enough quality mountain days (to demonstrate experience), I used to spend a lot of my time off sleeping under a tarp by a tarn in the Lakes.
They are the purest memories I have of being next to nature. Day after day of honing my micro-navigation skills while invigorating winds buffeted my beard. Evaluating and re-evaluating the kit that I would take with me, slimming it down to the essentials that would keep me going but not burden my back, was all part of the fun of becoming more and more proficient outdoors.
In a world where I now chastise myself for absentmindedly buying yet another thing on Amazon, we all have limitless free access to a wholesome world where it is possible to shed your stress and re-set your soul for the cost of a bus ticket. It’s been proven time and time again how beneficial being next to nature is for anyone struggling with mental health, and yet for some reason many of us still can’t carve out to time to make the mini pilgrimage to the Peak District.
In this Second Edition of Wild Camping, Stephen Neale has done a fantastic job of capturing the essence of why making yourself slightly uncomfortable for a few days is so utterly beneficial for you. Hats off to him for championing this wonderfully niche British pastime.
Ed Stafford
HOW TO USE THIS BOOK
SLEEPING OUTDOORS is one of the most liberating things a person can do. Peaceful sleep in the wild epitomises freedom. Rolling out a sleeping bag at dusk and rising with the dawn makes us feel alive.
Part One explains where I’m coming from when I talk about ‘wild camping’. An expression we didn’t know about when we were kids. We just wanted to have fun camping in the garden after dark. But once we grew into adulthood we got scared. Because of a 1,000-year land grab.
Part Two explains where to go. Walk under the stars and into an unenclosed space, far from any road or building, lie down and sleep. It will change your life forever. There are four ‘bedzones’ in Part Two. They are: Wild, Foreshore, Middle Earth and Mountain. Secret zones that sailors, mountaineers, hikers, cyclists, canoeists and pilgrims have been using for centuries.
The first is the Wild bedzone: Scotland. Where sleeping outdoors only became a legal right under the Land Reform (Scotland) Act 2003. There’s the first clue that something needed fixing – a law reform.
Second is the Foreshore zone. Salt creeks and coasts mainly in South and East England. The space below the high tide mark that was stolen from us, but then given back as a communal, 24-hour larder under a concession of Magna Carta. Another legal right returned.
The third zone is Middle Earth . Central England and Ireland are the regions I’ve chosen to explore: a Middle Earth of trails, canals and freshwater rivers, where there’s no burden in ‘asking’. Wild camping isn’t a right, but no shame in asking for salt with the chips.
The Mountains are the final zone: Wales and North England. Where we can climb onto the peaks and ridges.
Wild camping can be a safe, fun way of getting out into the outdoors – an adventure that’s better than legal. Because it’s free.
ENNERDALE WATER
PART ONE
SCOTTISH HIGHLANDS
THE 5 Ws IN WILD CAMPING
CAMPING AT THE FOOT OF THE CUILLIN MOUNTAINS, ISLE OF SKYE
I SLEEP ON MOUNTAINS.
We all have natural rights. I believe one of them is the right to dream at night on hilltops.
Most of our rights are written down in law. The right to breathe clean air. To pick and eat fruit from the wild tree or bush. To fish in the sea. To drink water from the stream. Others aren’t written down. Like the right to sleep on a mountain.
Wild camping in any unenclosed place – far away from roads, buildings and towns – is one of the most precious things a person can experience. Walking, cycling or canoeing into the outdoors, bedding down at dusk and waking with the dawn, contains a magic ingredient that rebalances our body clocks, re-syncs our minds, and makes us feel alive.
I know. All sounds like pseudo science from a snake oil salesman, doesn’t it? But the only catch here is a historic one. A 1,000-year land grab so cleverly PR-managed that it has allowed us to lose touch with who we are. Al fresco sleep, which helps reconnect us with an ancient tradition of free movement that we enjoyed for tens of thousands of years, was forcibly removed from us. That change was like being handed a lifetime ban on walking on the pavements for no other reason than someone said, ‘Stop!’ So we got angry at first, but then we forgot. And now no one notices anymore. This part of the book explains how that happened, the history of British land laws, and why we can use a little knowledge to wild camp and explore secluded locations in the British Isles – 100 of which are listed in Part Two.
Our ability to get outdoors – let alone sleep in the wild – is increasingly threatened in the 21st century. Partly because our footpaths are disappearing at the very same time public lands are being sold off. But mostly because we have one of the most unequal landownership systems in the world. Old traditions of camping in forests and on moors have almost vanished. And that’s crazy, because no one should have to be told how much fun it is to snooze under the stars while listening to the dry rattle of a grasshopper or the hoot of a tawny owl. We all knew that from our childhoods. Only we’ve been encouraged to forget.
During the mid 1980s – between the age of 19 and 27 – I hitchhiked from London to Zurich, to Athens and Israel, to Egypt, and then back into Istanbul, to the Londra Mocamp – the largest lorry park in Europe – out into eastern Turkey and on across Iran, Pakistan, India and Nepal. Down into Southeast Asia, Timor and across Australia from the Northern Territories to Perth via Townville, Brisbane, Melbourne and New Zealand, Los Angeles, Fiji and everything in between; and back home. Then I did it all over again.
THERE IS NO statutory right of public access to woodland in England and Wales.
Ditches, gardens, car parks, cemeteries, doorways and bus stops provided a bed. It was a means to an end. A way to keep going. Longer, further. It never felt like hardship, and it never felt wrong.
I mostly worked or looked for jobs. In Israel, in Tel Aviv and Eilat, by day and night, in the restaurants and nightclubs, milking cows in Lahore, selling carpets in Cairo, tomato picking in Bowen, Australia. After work, I’d join fellow campers asleep on the beaches. Strangers for a few minutes, sometimes friends for a lifetime. You learned to make acquaintances quickly. We’d get our stuff stolen occasionally. But more gear went missing when we lived in workers’ accommodation than was ever lost bivvying down in a doorway or park.
Fellow workers or the bosses on the farms, hotels and shops would ask what it was all about. The living under wet skies. I’d tell them about the cold, the fear, the rats and the police. Then how people would come to leave us food in the mornings. The workers and bosses said, ‘You’re mad,’ but they didn’t say it with any conviction. It was as if they knew what we knew. That sleeping outdoors contained an esoteric truth so profound it could not be challenged.
We’re not talking about homelessness here. That’s something very different and very sad. Homelessness is about having no choices. As young, penniless backpackers we were always making choices. There were times when paying for a night’s accommodation was simply wonderful – even if it did involve selling a good watch or a pair of walking boots. Often, renting a room came after having a bad feeling about a place. Perhaps I’d arrived late, well after dark, and safe didn’t seem realistic. It was just a feeling, and maybe it meant nothing. Just peace of mind. A sense of well-being based on choice, not confinement.
If you believe a person does not have a right to sleep unless he has paid for a room, this book is not for you. If you believe that only a person who owns a mountain has a right to sleep there, this book is not for you. Those who think that way are not selfish. They’re frightened. Worried that we sleepers might want to hurt or steal from them. They are wrong. Sleepers are static ships of the night. They are just regular people: climbers, cyclists, travellers and walkers. They pitch up after dark when everyone else has gone home. Not just hidden from view, but hidden from the public consciousness. Invisible aliens crossing over the landscape by day, hanging from hammocks in trees, or bivvying down under bushes by night. We are free to join them; only held back by the false claims that we’re committing a crime or doing something that’s very bad. Fenced in by the fear and ignorance we grew into when we left childhood and adolescence.
GREAT GABLE, CUMBRIA
After travelling I became a journalist. Not a brilliant one. There was no graduation out of local newspapers on to Fleet Street. I remained a regional hack covering the courts, council meetings and charity fun days for almost 20 years. I learned to enjoy it. Writing about ‘home’ replaced tramping abroad. But newspapers taught me something about the world that was just as important: every story begins with an idea. They call it an intro, and it has 5 Ws:
WHO – Every person
WHAT – has a natural-born right to sleep outdoors without paying
WHERE – in the British Isles
WHEN – right now
WHY – because wild camping is too much fun to be wrong.
Oh yeah, I forgot; there’s a ‘how’. That’s the thing with formulas. Remembering them.
HOW – Abandon your car, abandon your fear; abandon everything you have learned to believe in since leaving childhood. On a warm, clear night, go and walk under the stars and in an unenclosed space, far from any road or building, lie down and sleep. It will change your life for ever.
QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
SCOTTISH HIGHLANDS
ONE OF MY FAVOURITE parts of being a journalist is asking questions. So I thought I’d insert a Q&A here. It goes like this:
So no one has a right to sleep outdoors wherever they want?
Errrr. No.
Wild camping is illegal then?
Not when you follow the A, B, C, D rule – that makes it all legal and good.
What is the A, B, C, D rule?
Ask the landowner’s permission.
Be discreet – camp away from roads and buildings.
Clean up and leave no trace.
Don’t stay more than one night.
OK, so apart from when following the A, B, C, D rule, wild camping is illegal?
Well… except when you’re in a place where permission is not required, like:
a) Scotland
b) Dartmoor
c) upland areas of Lakeland, north-west England
d) upland areas of Wales
e) upland areas of north-east England (the Pennines etc)
f) in or outside a bothy in England or Wales.
OK, apart from when you’re:
1) following the A, B, C, D rule
2) sleeping on top of a mountain
3) sleeping in most of Scotland
4) sleeping on most of Dartmoor
5) staying in or outside a bothy in England or Wales… wild camping is illegal?
Except when you’re overnight fishing on the foreshore (that’s below sea level – usually when the tide is out) of a tidal river or beach, and you want to climb into your bivvy for some sleep until the tide returns. This is especially good for people who are nervous about heights (mountains and very high hills).
Right, so to summarise – apart from when you:
1) ask permission
2) sleep on a mountain
3) camp in Scotland
4) hike over Dartmoor
5) rest up in an English or Welsh bothy
6) or fish on the coast or a tidal river… wild camping is illegal?
Mmmmmm? Not when you’re navigating tidal waters (including rivers) in a kayak, canoe or small boat and you need to overnight on the foreshore until the high water returns.
OK! OK!! Apart from:
1) mountains
2) Scotland
3) Dartmoor
4) bothies
5) foreshore
6) tidal rivers
7) and when you have permission… wild camping is illegal?
Nope! Wild camping is not illegal. It used to be, back in the 1930s. But it was decriminalised by Section 4 of the Vagrancy Act 1938.
So if it’s not illegal, why do people keep petitioning Parliament to make wild camping a right enshrined in law?
Because most people – including officials and landowners – are unclear about the law. That’s because it’s all a bit too fragmented and confusing.
So why doesn’t someone explain it?
OK. Good idea.
Then can I go sleep on a mountain without worrying about the law?
Yes.
PROLOGUE
BUTTERMERE, CUMBRIA
The first rule about fight club is you don’t talk about fight club.
The second rule about fight club is you don’t talk about fight club.
You don’t say anything because fight club exists only in the hours between when fight club starts and when fight club ends…
TYLER DURDEN IN FIGHT CLUB (1999)
MY MUM USED TO slap me when I was a baby. It wasn’t that she didn’t love me. Of course she did. She still does. It was just that I slept a lot and it worried her. Slept so long and so deep, she told me how sometimes she thought I was dead. How she would nervously but quietly call out, ‘Wake up, baby! Wake up!!! Waaaaaayyyyk uuup!!’ And then she would nudge me. And push me. ‘C’mon. Wake! Up!!’ … while gently tapping the jowls of my chops with her soft fingers. Until eventually, I did; wondering what all the fuss was about. And then I went back to sleep again, happy.
Sleeping into childhood was good, too; so much so that I could doze anywhere. Even standing up. The opportunities were endless. In school lessons; at the dinner table. Then on into adulthood, between serving drinks to diners who didn’t want the night to end; on buses and trains. Once asleep, that was it. Gone. Even when my wife went into labour at night she couldn’t wake me. There is not a shred of spin, mischief or malice in that story. She had to drive herself to the hospital. Thank God it was a false alarm. I’m as ashamed now as I was back then. I still tell her I’m sorry. But I digress. Because in between sleeping is living. And that’s even better.
Like most kids, I grew up playing imaginary games. Outdoor games morphed into overnighting under canvas in the backyard. It was so terrifying we were usually indoors by 10pm. When we left school at 16, we slept out on the beach at Chalkwell, Southend-on-Sea. In the mid 1980s we grew wings and went backpacking.
‘Wild camping’ wasn’t what we called it back then. We called ourselves ‘travellers’. Pretentious hobos, who did most anything that didn’t involve getting arrested.
Then in 1990, when I was 26, I met my wife. I was at home in England on a sabbatical before returning to start another new life, on a road to somewhere else. But one dream ended, and another began: a companion, a home, a dog, a baby daughter whom we called Romi (pronounced roam-me) and a new career as a local newspaper reporter.
The next two decades had more ups than downs, and passed quicker than a condemned man’s last supper. And we suddenly arrived in the year 2010. I had a teenage daughter who didn’t want to go on camping holidays any more, and a wife who had grown to love horse-riding more than kayaking. So I started looking to recapture my youth. A midlife crisis bound up with a nomadic existence from my past that had aged and almost died. I returned to walking, cycling, and even more canoeing. And in particular, looking for somewhere to sleep outdoors. But something had changed in those 20 years. It was as if the world had become more serious. Yeah, OK, it was great in the sense that there were these things called ‘the web’, ‘forums’ and ‘YouTube’ where I could meet up with like-minded blokes with beer bellies, grey beards and a penchant for reruns of Jack Hargreaves’ Out of Town.
But whenever some dude or young dad came along asking for advice on locations for ‘wild camping’ or ‘bushcraft’, forum moderators would interject to warn that the thread would be closed down because such talk was ‘illegal’. Other sites and forums chose to offer no practical advice on ‘where’, but instead their members seemed to want to pass on their stories in secrecy via personal messaging on a need-to-know basis, as if the entire countryside was one giant ecstasy-fuelled rave that the cops would swoop in on with gnashing dogs, taser guns and batons, if only they could discover the whereabouts of the bearded offenders and their disciples.
It seemed absurd. Was it really possible that the stuff we enjoyed as teenagers and young adults on the roads abroad, less than two decades ago, had suddenly been outlawed in Britain? Yet still to be tantalised with what we once had, by TV celebs like Ray Mears and Bear Grylls because they had ‘special permission’? Like boy scouts attached to a secret society; an underground fantasy