belbri
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A stealth camper is to me, a vehicle converted in such a manner as to appear invisible ie. in that no one would guess there are people asleep inside.
We have such a camper and I will freely admit that on occasions if we cannot find a rural site we do stay in places a motorhome would probably be challenged, The only giveaway in the Winter is the noise from the Eberspacher heater which on tickover just maintaining temperature is pretty quiet.
When wilding, normally one night, our aim is for discreet and considerate camping, trying to arrive late and leave early.
We enjoy exploring new places, in the last 3 years we have covered around 70,000 miles around the UK mostly weekends with occasional week (grandchildren permitting).
Occasionally when parked on a site we look briefly at the room and comfort in custom built motorhomes. Then we remember going up Hardnott Pass 1in3, Wrynose Pass or dropping down into Lynmouth maybe Lizard Point and averaging 40plus mpg, we wouldn't change anything.
What are your thoughts?
As you slide down the bannister of life may the splinters all face in the right direction.
We have such a camper and I will freely admit that on occasions if we cannot find a rural site we do stay in places a motorhome would probably be challenged, The only giveaway in the Winter is the noise from the Eberspacher heater which on tickover just maintaining temperature is pretty quiet.
When wilding, normally one night, our aim is for discreet and considerate camping, trying to arrive late and leave early.
We enjoy exploring new places, in the last 3 years we have covered around 70,000 miles around the UK mostly weekends with occasional week (grandchildren permitting).
Occasionally when parked on a site we look briefly at the room and comfort in custom built motorhomes. Then we remember going up Hardnott Pass 1in3, Wrynose Pass or dropping down into Lynmouth maybe Lizard Point and averaging 40plus mpg, we wouldn't change anything.
What are your thoughts?
As you slide down the bannister of life may the splinters all face in the right direction.