What's the WORST Experience You ever had at a RV/Camp site?

Kittykath wrote:
While sitting down to dinner, we heard a lot of commotion a few sites down, followed by a woman running and hollering for help. I'm a first responder, but no medical professional by any means. We discovered a teen boy lying in the dirt, obviously burned from head to toe. My recent training kicked in, and anyone with any medical training jumped in to help, moving stranger's trucks, ripping clean sheets off their beds, offering bottled water, keeping the boy out of shock, anything to help before the paramedics arrived. We were able to save a life that day, but the image of the scared boy lying in my arms will never go away. It was a lesson on the dangers of campfires for everyone.

T18skyguy wrote:
The wife and I we're in a remote campground, and a guy tried to invade our rig. I was in the back, and I noticed my wife struggling with the door which was not locked, and this in broad daylight. You would have thought my wife would have screamed for me but she didn't. I ran to the front and told my wife to release the door. The guy started right up the steps, and when his foot entered the coach, I punched him so hard in the face I saw the blood before he hit the ground. Then he up and run away. When I asked my wife why she didn't scream for me, she said " I knew you'd draw the gun" Which was true, so I give her credit for that good judgement.

fly-swatter wrote:
Went to sleep one night with the neighbors playing guitar and singing around their campfire. Was nice until I awoke at 3 AM to the sound of hollering and fighting and guys threatening to kill each other. Cops showed up 15 minutes later and hauled them away.

doxiemom11 wrote:
Having to evacuate multiple times in coastal area because of flooding. Normal occurrence that the locals though nothing of.

shepfly wrote:
Back in the early seventies buddy and I rode bikes from NW Ohio to Toronto to Mosport track for a Can-Am race. Tented in infield in our small tent, sleeping on air mattresses. Infield was sand roads with dirt bikes and dune buggies. Then the rain started, lots of rain! All nite rain with riding still going on, lit with only the few pole lites. The riders were as brown as the sand roads. The only reason we slept dry was our mattresses elevated us above the flooded tent floor. Got up the next day to potable toilets full above the seat! Needless to say we spent the second nite in a motel. Dave

kknowlton wrote:
Quite some years ago we met my in-laws at a state park in Illinois. I can't remember if we both had tents in those days, but I think so. Nice park, peaceful until a motorcycle group roared in. A few and then LOTS of them. (Sites were restricted to no more than x number of adults per site - I think perhaps 4 adults per.) There were way more than that; they took up 4 sites a little ways from us. During the evening, the beer was flowing and so were the mouths, fouler & fouler, louder & louder. The CG bathroom was totally trashed by bedtime - I'm talking **#&^&$^# ON the seat, etc. One poor ranger on horseback was all the security we had. We didn't sleep too well that night! We left the next day, still feeling sorry for the ranger.

Another time, we were at the end of the first week of a 3-week trip 2/3 of the way across the country (roundtrip), in our popup. I had reserved a site (sight unseen) at a private CG east of Seattle which got ok reviews. Got there and the place was a mess, sites were cheek-to-jowl and the place was full; most other campers were part of a group - family-friendly, but lots of noise due to lots of meet-and-greet stuff, kids running around, dogs, etc. I just felt really uncomfortable the whole time we were there. Called around (before cellphones - using pay phones) and found a mom & pop motel that would let us stay the next night & leave the camper in their parking lot. Much better!

All in all, pretty tame, I guess. :)

hokeypokey wrote:
Got 2 fingers pinched in an aluminum door frame as we were setting up a pop up years ago. Pain didn't let up until 10 pm. I was pretty rung out from it, so I thought I'd take a shower at the shower house then go to bed. The sidewalk wasn't well lighted and I fell straight forward when I caught my foot on a substantial raise in the sidewalk. Got the wind knocked out of me and scraped both knees and palm of one hand. Next day I had a nice beach towel stolen from right under my nose at the pool. Camping trip from Hell.

naturist wrote:
First time I was able to coax my young bride into a tent camping trip. We had a toddler, and borrowed the family tent from my parents. Arrived for a week's stay at a popular state park on a Sunday afternoon when we expected a bunch of sites to open up, but nope, there was exactly one open site in the park for that night, although several folks were leaving the NEXT day. One look at the site, and I saw that it was the low spot in the campground, guaranteed mud hole if it rained, but hey, weather guessers said no chance of rain until at least Tuesday . . . so we took the site.

You guessed it, gulley washer that night. Woke up at the height of the storm, and thank goodness we were sleeping up off the ground on cots, because there was 8 inches of muddy water inside the tent. Nothing I could do about it, and the water wasn't going to get deeper, due to the lay of the land, so I went back to sleep. Sure enough, dawn came and the tent was full of mud and water. We put the toddler in the car, packed up our now wet gear, dragged the tent (which had a floor, but it was a 100% cotton canvas tent and weighed a ton even without the mud) across the site, over the road, and into the river to wash out the mud, then back across the road and rolled it up to strap on the trunk lid of our car for the journey home.

It took several years to convince the wife that camping wasn't an evil plot for her murder, but she did put one condition on me: camping trips absolutely require a daily hot shower, no matter where we go. That limited boon docking somewhat, but she now goes camping happily. Especially now that we have a TT and her hot shower is lock-down guaranteed.

rk911 wrote:
two experiences, both years ago and both likely involving copious amounts of alcohol. the first was a group of chronologically young adults who were throwing empty booze bottles againt some large rocks at the rear of their campsite (commercial campground). a report to the office was ignored so we left the next morning. the other was a large, loud, obnoxious and apparently drunk group at a state park. a complaint to the rangers resulted in their eviction.

downtheroad wrote:
Knuckle Heads right next to us (drunk) plinking beer cans and bottles off the picnic table with a .22 rifle...crowded State Park...

Sheriff arrived and hauled them off. The woman who was with them also arrested for mouthing off to the deputies. It was all quite a scene.