Pulling in is half the fun, honestly. The drive takes you up, up, up onto the Bromyard Downs common land. You feel like you’re on top of the world, and the air smells like grass and possibility.
The pitches are mostly on a gentle slope. You get views. I’m talking endless, rolling, green-velvet views that make your phone’s camera weep with joy. It’s the kind of vista that demands you sit in a deckchair and just stare.
A Pit by the Hedge? Or in the Open?
We went for a hardstanding pitch near the hedge line. Smart move, right? It felt private but still part of the big sky picture. Other folks parked right out in the open for the full panoramic effect.
You choose your adventure. Either way, you’re waking up to a postcard. Just mind the slope—leveling blocks aren’t a suggestion, they’re a necessity. Trust me, I learned that the hard way. My tea nearly slid off the table.
