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Location Details
Site Name: Moorhampton Hereford Club Campsite (Adults only)
Location: The Old Station, Herefordshire, HR4 7BE
Overview
β Overall Rating: 9/10
First things first…
WE BOOKED THE RIGHT CAMPSITE.
In the correct location.
AND…
WE BOOKED THE CORRECT PITCH.
Double win.
Honestly, after the Southampton incident and the non-awning pitch incident, I’m considering this personal growth.
Moorhampton was absolutely beautiful.
Spotlessly clean, incredibly peaceful and surrounded by countryside.
This weekend was exactly what we wanted β nowhere we had to be, nothing we had to do and absolutely no schedule.
Just us, the van and, as it turns out…
Every single type of British weather available.
First Impressions
Absolute bliss.
This campsite was a little different to the others we’ve stayed at because rather than being arranged in circles, the pitches were more linear.
We chose to camp right down at the bottom.
Beautiful.
Peaceful.
Private.
Perfect.
Until you needed the toilet.
Then suddenly our gorgeous secluded pitch felt approximately seven miles away from civilisation.
Every trip to the facilities became a small expedition.
“Do you need anything while I’m up there?”
Because once you’ve made that journey, you’re absolutely not going back five minutes later.
Still…
Worth it for the peace and quiet.
Pitch & Setup
Well.
This one tested us.
We’ve realised that for two people staying away for one or two nights…
We bring an absolutely ridiculous amount of stuff.
Our setup itself went pretty well.
Then it rained.
And when I say it rained…
IT POURED.
Thunderstorms.
Rain.
Hail.
Wind.
Then a little bit of sunshine just to lull us into a false sense of security.
Setting everything up wasn’t actually too bad.
Taking everything down?
Oh. My. God.
Standing there trying to pack away a wet awning, wet chairs, wet equipment and what felt like half the contents of our house, I made a declaration.
“I AM NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN.”
Naturally, approximately ten minutes later Ben and I were redesigning our entire autumn and winter campervan setup.
Because of course we were.
We’ve decided that for shorter trips, particularly through autumn and winter, we need to simplify everything.
So we’ve bought side panels for our wind-out awning.
I’ve mentally redesigned the back of the campervan.
I’ve created a DIY list on my phone.
And I’ve decided I’m going to adapt the storage underneath the bed so we can fit longer storage boxes underneath.
The dream?
Everything lives under the bed.
Nothing rolling around the campervan floor.
Nothing that needs moving before we can actually sit down.
Pull up.
Wind the awning out.
Sides on.
Coffee.
Done.
That’s the dream anyway.
We’ll report back.
Facilities
The facilities were slightly older, but absolutely spotless.
Clean toilets.
Clean showers.
Everything well maintained.
And…
I can hardly believe I’m typing this…
BEN HAD NO COMPLAINTS ABOUT THE SHOWER AGAIN
None.
Not the pressure.
Not the shower head.
Not the shower-to-Ben-head ratio.
Nothing.
Moorhampton, you’ve achieved something very special here.
One morning I woke up around 6am and, because it had temporarily stopped raining, decided to go for a little walk.
I headed along the dog walking path and watched the birds and rabbits out across the fields.
Nobody around.
Just me, the wildlife and the quiet.
Those are the little moments I’m starting to love most about these weekends.
Location & Things To Do
There wasn’t a huge amount immediately around the campsite, but honestly, that suited us perfectly.
For once…
WE HAD NOWHERE TO BE.
No concert.
No festival.
No rushing for trains.
No checking the time.
We could just get in the van and explore.
We spent the weekend dodging the rain, heading out when the weather allowed and finding little places along the way.
We visited some gorgeous coffee shops.
Found farm shops.
Bought Ben a raincoat because apparently owning a campervan in Britain means waterproof clothing is less of an accessory and more of a survival requirement.
And somewhere along the way we managed to reassess both our campervan setup…
…and our entire lives.
Standard weekend really.
Food & Coffee Nearby β
There wasn’t loads within walking distance, so this was definitely a weekend for jumping in the van and exploring.
Which we actually really enjoyed.
We found some lovely farm shops, discovered some gorgeous little coffee stops and had a beautiful tea both nights.
We’ve also finally started getting out of that “we’re on holiday so let’s spend £££” mentality.
We’re enjoying actually using what we’ve brought.
Making our own food.
Making coffees at the van.
Sitting outside when the weather allows.
And realising that we don’t actually have to spend loads of money to feel like we’ve been away.
Sometimes Vanlife really is just a coffee, something nice to eat and nowhere you need to be.
What We Loved β€οΈ
The slowness.
That’s genuinely my favourite thing about this trip.
The weather was absolutely chaotic.
We had thunderstorms.
Rain.
Hail.
Wind.
And somehow…
Sunshine.
Probably within the same 45 minutes knowing British weather.
But none of it really mattered.
We just worked around it.
When the rain stopped, we explored.
When it started again, we got cosy.
We read.
We talked.
We drank coffee.
We watched the wildlife.
We just enjoyed those little pockets of calm.
And I think that’s becoming one of my favourite things about having the van.
It gives us permission to do absolutely nothing.
What We’d Change π οΈ
Everything.
…
I’m joking.
Sort of.
This trip definitely highlighted that our lovely summer setup isn’t necessarily going to work for autumn and winter.
So naturally…
Operation Autumn/Winter Campervan has commenced.
Current list:
Side panels for the wind-out awning
A support pole for the boot because it refuses to stay open on its own
DIY modifications underneath the bed
Long storage boxes so everything has a proper home
A carpet
A little low table
A much simpler setup for one-night stays
That’s it.
I think.
Probably.
Goodbye again, bank balance.
We hardly knew you.
Would We Stay Again?
YES!
Absolutely.
It’s peaceful, beautifully kept and perfect if you want a weekend where the whole point is simply slowing down.
I’d happily return.
Preferably with slightly less rain.
Final Thoughts
This is what I’m starting to love most about vanlife.
Every single time we go away, we learn something.
We reassess.
We change things.
We adapt.
Something we thought we’d absolutely need turns out to be completely pointless.
Something we never even considered suddenly becomes an Amazon Prime emergency.
And slowly, trip by trip, we’re creating a setup that works perfectly for us.
I said to Ben that we need to mentally prepare ourselves for next weekend.
We’re only doing one night in Buxton.
We’ve got our new autumn setup.
We’ve got our new ideas.
We’ve changed the storage.
And I’m fully expecting it to be an absolute nightmare.
Because that’s how this works.
You test it.
You realise what doesn’t work.
You change it.
And eventually…
You nail it.
That’s actually becoming one of my favourite parts.
And, as always, there were little moments this weekend where Millie came into the conversation.
We raised a glass to her.
We talked about how much she would have loved being away with us.
Although on this particular trip…
Mills, I think you’d have taken one look at that rain and refused to leave the van.
You absolutely HATED getting wet.
And honestly, girl…
I don’t blame you.
I’m not cut out for wet-weather camping either.
My hair certainly isn’t.
So here’s to another weekend.
Another campsite.
Another ridiculous shopping list.
Another few lessons learnt.
And another little adventure with our girl still coming along for the ride in spirit π€πΎπ
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