me and my mates tried this about 2 years ago – we got away with it for a night at odd hours and even had our speakers investigated by the New Forest ponies – but in the morning loads of random campers and horse-riders turned up in the morning, and eventually two middle aged ladies from Forestry turned up and politely moved us on (I think we went to the seaside after that)…

well if anyone comes … such as the local commision … we all pose as ponies, you no like those costumes from pantos … i dont no what this would do,they may just take the equipment thinking the owner has vanished … or maybe theyd think we where super intelligant ponies and we’d make a mint touring the world and release a Hit #1!

New Forest is so beautiful. My traveller mate Danny took me camping there once between Christmas and New Year. I can still remember the feeling of waking up with ponies everywhere. Went down to a beach later, Dinasaur plateu or something. He is such an amazing guy despite his occassional pyscotic rantings, i hope he is well where ever he is at this moment. I miss camping so much, i know i used to camp on my own alot in Africa, i just can’t get my head around doing it on my own here 😥 . I prefer non commercial campsites too.
I hope you find somewhere x

you could try various spots around the East Anglian coast , but I would avoid the obvious tourist traps as they will get crowded as summer arrives.

unfortunately most seaside resort areas discourage camping because of homeless smackheads causing problems (there is a lot of heroin in most coastal areas as you would expect),

also many sites tend to charge for pitches and there has never really been much tolerance of wild camping in this country – although if you pick a secluded enough area you can often get away with it…

its a case of knowing the area well enough….

a good place to start looking is the seaside areas that are no longer popular with your average “knotted hanky on head” [1] seaside holidaymaker, due to the road/rail networks being less developed than other resorts…

Don’t go to Frinton or Walton on the Naze as its full of moany old grannies and local Essex chavs, and some of the Suffolk coast is a bit radioactive because of Sizewell..

[1] actually they re-did the old public information film about calling the Coastguard with Joe and Petunia, Joe’s knotted hanky had been replaced by a Burberry baseball cap :laugh_at:(he also now dialled 999 on his mobile phone and the Coastguard despatcher had a computer and was brown-skinned..)