As long as you're on a premium pitch and look towards the ocean, this is an idyllic spot. Look right and there are condos, look left and there are hulking RVs parked all along the shore. Far left gets weirder but interesting, with a giant, decaying concrete ship, moored since the 1920s - once a ballroom and dining venue, now a pelican haven.
Finally behind are more behemoth RVs, caged chihuahuas and satellite dishes and unfrequented ablution blocks, that make this spot a ghost town at night and and a tad daunting to those of us with more camping-style needs.
