1983, I used to drive up to Haytor with a 20ft mast (2 x 10ft sections) lashed to the roofrack of my car (Citroen GS back then). I was on a month's leave following return from the Falklands. A friend used to park his camper by the side of the 'Duck Pond' (GPS 50.518 -4.037) and converse with all and sundry via CB while I was doing the same thing from Haytor on the amateur 2m band. I remember many other campers wild camping on the moor back then but have no idea whether it was legal!
Anyway, time for a side-ditty! I used to jack up the suspension to get over a hump and then follow a 4x4 trail to about halfway up the tor. About 3:00am, I was packing up when I noticed a police car in the layby at the bottom of the trail. I didn't think I'd done anything wrong, so I finished packing up and made my way down the trail, jacked up the suspension and drove over the hump, at which point the officer leaped out of his car and stood in front of mine with raised hand
He then proceeded to give me a right dressing down about straying more than 15m from the road in a motor vehicle. Of course, I apologised profusely and promised to leave the car at the bottom should there be a next time. He drove off seemingly appeased by my apologies. As I was about to drive off, my headlights revealed an impression in the hump that looked suspiciously like it had been made by the front of a certain police car. My guess is that he'd tried to follow me up the trail but didn't understand the special nature of the Citroen hydraulic suspension system!