Whats the strangest or most exciting thing

Down in Cornwall 2 years ago we were on a campsite parked next to a young couple in a tent the tent was as thin as paper. This couple were at it like rabbits day and night when they put the light on you could see everything I mean everything the girl was making some weird loud cat noises. The next morning a wee boy about 7 years old came over from the tent in the plot opposite. I’m sure he had some sort of learning difficulty came over and started imitating the noises he heard the night before very loud outside there door. I sware I never seen a tent packed up so fast in all my life.
 
I once woke in the early hours to an infernal racket going on outside.

Looked out of the window and there was an Elk riding a Unicycle dressed in a gold Lamé leotard, sunglasses, a pork pie hat and red high heeled shoes whilst playing the trombone! I told Julie the next morning but she hadn't heard a thing. 😐

(may not have happened)
Was that you buying baking powder is Tesco's car aprk ?
 
Nothing in the van, but we were tenting up on Skye (our first trip away as we'd not been together long) and had taken the boat from Elgol across to the back of the Cuillins and walked up to the loch Coruisk and were a bit knackered so went looking for some where to camp for the night, we found a place on the grass in front of a derilict cottage, Liz woke me in the night to quite loud shuffling next to the tent, being brave I looked out and there were two young calves licking the dew off the tent.
 
Nothing in the van, but we were tenting up on Skye (our first trip away as we'd not been together long) and had taken the boat from Elgol across to the back of the Cuillins and walked up to the loch Coruisk and were a bit knackered so went looking for some where to camp for the night, we found a place on the grass in front of a derilict cottage, Liz woke me in the night to quite loud shuffling next to the tent, being brave I looked out and there were two young calves licking the dew off the tent.

I could tell you a far worse story than that regarding Cows and tents Kev...

...but I'd better not!
 
Nothing in the van, but we were tenting up on Skye (our first trip away as we'd not been together long) and had taken the boat from Elgol across to the back of the Cuillins and walked up to the loch Coruisk and were a bit knackered so went looking for some where to camp for the night, we found a place on the grass in front of a derilict cottage, Liz woke me in the night to quite loud shuffling next to the tent, being brave I looked out and there were two young calves licking the dew off the tent.

Oh yes!! That reminds me of the famous (Told it before) Orkney beach beast punch up! In the noughties, boys trip to Orkney. We were in a VW camper and a tent and I pitched my tent on a hidden away beach with the camper parked nearby. After a few sherbets back in the tent around 3am I was awoken by a low growling noise and something shuffling outside. Then the huge monster pressed against the side of the tent so I smacked it one and it grunted loudly and moved away. In the excitement when I punched it I also burst my air bed. So after an unsettled and uncomfortable night I woke up at dawn and unzipped the tent to be met my three very curious Seals staring back at me. One of them looked pretty pissed off.
 
After a very tiring drive on a very dark night we tried to find an aire near the Loir and failed but found a very narrow road through some woods to a car park with what sounded like a waterfall. In the morning woken by knocking by couple (M and F) of very nice gendarmes asking what we were doing parked at the base of a cooling tower (waterfall) in a nuclear power station car park. Let us stay to have breakfast and then followed their directions to get to correct side of river and found aire.
 
Not from the van window but whilst on one of the Druridge Bay meets Julie and I found a dead Porpoise on the beach.

A passer by said we should report it to a Ranger which we did. I'm not sure if the Ranger acted on our report and fined the Porpoise for being dead or just gave it a jolly good ticking off.
 
Oh yes!! That reminds me of the famous (Told it before) Orkney beach beast punch up! In the noughties, boys trip to Orkney. We were in a VW camper and a tent and I pitched my tent on a hidden away beach with the camper parked nearby. After a few sherbets back in the tent around 3am I was awoken by a low growling noise and something shuffling outside. Then the huge monster pressed against the side of the tent so I smacked it one and it grunted loudly and moved away. In the excitement when I punched it I also burst my air bed. So after an unsettled and uncomfortable night I woke up at dawn and unzipped the tent to be met my three very curious Seals staring back at me. One of them looked pretty pissed off.

Again not in the motorhome but in a tent in Rothiemurchus Forest I was awaken by a loud thundering of hooves in the early hours. The forest is pretty dense there and it was crashing through all of the undergrowth like it wasn't there and being on my own and about a mile away from the nearest campsite I was getting a bit anxious.

Next thing I knew the whole side of the tent caved in and was then dragged sideways before the beast departed. The next morning the campsite owner was out walking his dog and came over for a chat, he looked at the hoofprints in the snow and said "Yep, Red Deer. Think yourself lucky it didn't trample over you".

I camped somewhat nearer to the campsite the next night. :)
 
Parked after dark on the banks of the humber estuary - worried might have a gas leak as there was an odd smell. Woke up the next morning to find a dead sperm whale less than 100 metres away, washed up on the mud.
Something similar happened to us. We pulled up at one of our favourite Scottish WC spots, a quiet harbour that even the dogs loved because of all the Rabbits nearby. I opened the Hab door to let the dogs out and was hit by the most horrible stench I have ever known. There was a decomposing Seal on the beach, about 20 yards away from the van. Luckily I was able to park upwind of the Seal but the dogs were fascinated and we were worried that they would rub themselves on the carcass and stink the van out. We only stayed one night (we would have gone there and then but intended to say hello to friends in the village) and moved on.
 
Something similar happened to us. We pulled up at one of our favourite Scottish WC spots, a quiet harbour that even the dogs loved because of all the Rabbits nearby. I opened the Hab door to let the dogs out and was hit by the most horrible stench I have ever known. There was a decomposing Seal on the beach, about 20 yards away from the van. Luckily I was able to park upwind of the Seal but the dogs were fascinated and we were worried that they would rub themselves on the carcass and stink the van out. We only stayed one night (we would have gone there and then but intended to say hello to friends in the village) and moved on.

There is nothing like it. I remember on Arran (Again) a huge dead seal on a beach about a mile from where we were parked up. You could literally smell it over 100 metres away as you rode past on the bike. I reported it and someone had the awful job of removing it. I saw one once on Kildonan beach with its head bitten off which was a bit disturbing. By far the worst though was a dead whale we found years ago on a remote walk along the coast between Brodick and Lamlash. I can still smell that one. Grim :(
 
On our way to Honfleur, we saw a large wild boar crash through the hedge on my side at window height. We hit him head on with the front bumper, he rolled a couple of times, jumped up and disappeared through the opposite hedge.
Had we been driving on the left I reckon he'd have been in my lap. 🙀
 
one night ,a few of us were being moved off by the cops from the headland at the end of Quarteira beach . looking out my window i saw my agitated s/in/law , still shouting at the cops, climb into the cab of his single decker bus ,and with lots of revving , took off straight towards the clff edge and a 30 foot drop to the beach .lucky for my daughter, who wasin bed , he hit a load of prickly pear cactus and lost traction. i ran over , opened his door and screamed at him to stop [he was still trying to get moving ] thats when i noticed the blanket my d/r had strung up across the windscreen as a curtain .when i pointed out to s/in /law , he laughed and said he thought it was dark ! that's when i really noticed how thick the glass in his spectacles was !
so any way ,saved by some slippy cactus .
 
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On the way to Pylos, Greece. Not sure what they all are - but an old woman actually crossed herself whilst walking past.
 

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