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My wife and I went camping for six weeks last spring. We drove our car. We would camp for several days in one place, break camp, repack our gear, and drive on to the next. We had the route roughly planned, but not in detail. When we started the trip we didn't know exactly where we would be stopping. Usually we would choose the next place and make reservations a day or two in advance. It was not any kind of wilderness experience, it was just fun and a cheap way to travel. Sometimes if the weather was bad we rented a cabin instead of trying to set up our tent in the rain. We slept in sleeping bags, but we had a very big, thick, soft air mattress under it. We took our dog with us. We stayed in state park campgrounds, National Lakeshore campgrounds, and private campgrounds. It took us about two hours to set up camp and about two hours to break camp. We saw big and small waterfalls. We took a car ferry across Lake Michigan that turned out to be a real coal-burning steamship--it even had staterooms. I accidentally backed our car over our little propane camp stove and we had to buy another one. Once, my wife accidentally left a lot of our clothing in a washer in a laundromat and we didn't realize what had happened until that night when we couldn't find our pajamas. Fortunately it was still there--still in the washer, and still damp--when we went back to the laundromat the next day.

I had a really bad camping experience once in Somerset (in south-west England). I was staying in a cottage but, for various complicated reasons, I had to camp overnight mid-way through the holiday. The campsite was next to a fast-flowing river which kept me awake all night. The tent was a very cheap one from a supermarket and was not waterproof. Unsurprisingly, it rained heavily and the tent leaked badly. I was a soggy mess in the morning. It was a washout! Never again! My advice to anyone who wants to go camping in England in the autumn is to go to a psychiatrist instead because you must be mad!