The site has a little gate that leads straight onto a riverside path. You can walk for ages, past the old steam railway station—hence the quay name—and all the way into Totnes. It’s like stepping into a postcard, but the locals are real and they don’t mind you looking lost.
I saw a woman walking her Labradoodle while clutching a takeaway coffee from the site’s café. She had the look of someone who had absolutely nailed the weekend. You can be that person.
Steamer Quay Club Campsite | The Caravan Club
The Amenities: Not Your Average School Toilets
Remember grim campsite toilets that smell of regret and bleach? Not here. The shower block is spotless, heated, and has those fancy mixer taps that don’t scald you. The water pressure? Perfect. You could wash a sheep in there if you wanted. You won’t want to. But you could.
There’s even a small shop with fresh croissants. It feels dangerous. Like, you’ll go in for a pint of milk and come out with a chunky knit jumper you didn’t know you needed. It’s the camping equivalent of a Aldi middle aisle—so tempting, so affordable, so inevitable.
