Curracloe Car Park

Arrived at Curracloe around 4pm yesterday. Slight drizzle at the time which meant there was no bother getting a spot where our large rear end could overhang the grass, keeping us to a single parking space.

While my wife was ordering food (pizza menu is very uncomplicated but the pizzas are good), a WexCoCo lady stopped her van out front and waved, I waved back. Then she got out of her van, came to the habitation door and proceeded to tell me that there was no camping. I told her that we were not camping, my wife was ordering food and we would all be going to the beach afterwards (the sun had broken through) and that was that. No further sight of the CoCo.

I brought the dogs for a little walk through the dunes where there were most certainly people camping.

We spent an hour or so on the beach, it really is a lovely beach. Lots of people using the beach late into the evening. Got chatting briefly to an older gentleman in another motorhome, he was planning to overnight but was a little unsure. I told him we were the same but that I've been told people park overnight all the time. Was chatting to another couple also who were staying in a family owned cottage nearby, the lady said when she was a kid, her family stayed over in a caravan in almost the exact spot I was parked, in the morning she used climb the totem pole on the dunes to find where her brothers and cousins had gone to play.

In general, non motorhome folk seemed curious / envious about the van apart from one lady who made a point of reading the full no camping sign out loud to her kid this morning.

In total there were 4 motorhomes parked up overnight and at least one panel van with people sleeping in it. Myself and the gentleman I spoke to had managed the relatively simple trick of parking in a single space with the overhang on the grass. A third van was parked within two head to head spaces. The last van parked across two spaces and some dead space in the corner, still only two spaces but just looks bad, especially as they hadn't budged right though a very busy day in the carpark, stabiliser legs out, tables, chairs, water dribbling from the grey tank this morning.

The night was less than peaceful but never menacing. Clearly one of the camping spots in the dunes was party central but the connected kids don't know how to share a pinpoint location with their fancy phones and resorted to shouting out names to find the party.

When the weather was so good this morning and I was conscious of mid afternoon departure so I moved to a space parallel with the fence at the southern end of the carpark where my overhang could sit over a yellow hatched area. Turned out to be a good decision, the carpark was manic. Tail swings and tight parking spaces don't mix very well.