The Cotswold stone glows honey-gold in the late afternoon sun, and you can hear lambs calling across the pasture beyond your pitch.
This is proper Gloucestershire farmland camping — grass pitches for tents, campervans and caravans spread across working fields where the rhythm is seasonal and unhurried. It suits families after a quiet countryside base, couples touring the Cotswolds' market towns and wool churches, and anyone who wants to wake up to pastoral England without the theme-park gloss. The Central Cotswolds are all around you here — rolling wolds, dry-stone walls, that particular quality of light that makes you understand why artists keep coming back.
Facilities are straightforward: toilets and showers on site, everything you need and nothing you don't. Campfires are a question for arrival — worth asking when you check in. The vibe is low-key and agricultural, the kind of place where you fall asleep to silence and wake to birdsong, and where "entertainment" means a good book and a flask of tea watching the shadows lengthen across the valley.