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quartier Chames, 07150, Vallon-Pont-d'Arc France
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#14 of 38 Speciality lodging in Vallon-Pont-d'Arc
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IndTraveller16 wrote a review Jul 2016
Graz, Austria2 contributions
The initial reason we stayed at this campsite was the beautiful spot down at the river. However, it turned out to be our worst camping experience ever. We made the big mistake of not checking the sanitary facilities before deciding to stay. Luckily we didn't catch any diseases. The facilities looked as though they hadn't been cleaned for months. I spare you the details. Whatsmore, we got no sleep at all. A large group of drunk and high teenagers kept yelling and bawling at full volume and flashing torch lights into our tents throughout the whole night, making it impossible for us to sleep for even a minute. Talking to them was useless. There was no staff around to intervene.
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Date of stay: June 2016
Trip type: Travelled as a couple
Pete H wrote a review Jun 2014
Chamonix-Mont-Blanc, Rhone-Alpes, France3 contributions12 helpful votes
We arrive at 1730 on Friday 16th May, 2014, to find no-one at reception, despite the sign saying open until 1800. No problem, I walk down to the canoe rental place by the river and chat to the super-friendly guy hauling kayaks about, who gives us the code for the gate and tells us to pitch our tent anywhere (it is pretty quiet at the moment, low season), and check in tomorrow morning. The location is beautiful, we make camp under the shadow of the soaring limestone cliffs across the river and cook dinner. The place is almost deserted, and as it gets dark we turn in for what looks like a very quiet night's sleep. At about 2130, however, the music starts. Further down the beach, a big group of teenagers - maybe 30 or 40 - have a pair of very large speakers pointed towards the huge cave in the cliffs opposite (I know this because I see them, with a young guy sleeping next to them, as I walk up the river with my dog the next morning) - the acoustics are incredible, we can hear every drum hit and every rumble of bass. It'd be a perfect venue for a music festival. At around 0100 in the morning, the music stops, to be replaced by the guy with the guitar playing everyone his three chords. There is singing, there is tribal drumming on the canoes, there is tinny music from a handful of car stereos. There is no sleep. Eventually, at around 0300, the crowd disperses, and we are finally given some peace - except for the six young guys who wander over to the beach below our tent skimming stones and chatting until 0730, when they drag a few canoes around to make beds for themselves to pass out in. At this point, I have to admit our own fault - when I check in at 0845, I don't say anything about the music coming from the campsite next door. Naively, I assume that someone, anyone - hopefully a member of staff from either this campsite or next door - will have noticed the ridiculous level of noise last night, and something will have been done about it. Having checked in, I wander up to the shower blocks, hoping for a soothing hot shower to prepare me for the day, but cold water spews from the jets, and only for as long as you keep your hand pressed on the button, making washing difficult. I remember a time when hot water was something of a rare luxury on campsites, but those days are long gone (especially in this price bracket). We enjoy our day, soaking up the knowledge at the Chauvet Cave museum and strolling around Vallon, before heading back to the campsite in the afternoon to lounge around in the river. We take the short walk up the beach to the Pont d'Arc, a truly incredible sight, and we lazily float back down the river in our inflatable rubber ring under a brilliant blue sky. As we near our tent, we pass the large group of teenagers staying at the campsite next door, playing in the river, jumping off the rocks opposite. The speakers, silent for the moment, are still there, facing the cave in the cliff. I shudder at the thought, but I am certain that the truly astounding events of last night won't be repeated. We get dressed and drive to Vallon to eat dinner at a brilliant Thai restaurant and, well-fed, we head back to the campsite. As we drive down to the gate, we can hear the music already. "You have got to be joking," my girlfriend says, but it obviously isn't a joke - it's not very funny. We sit in our folding chairs with a mug of river-chilled rosé wine, reading by the light of our head torches under a starry sky for half an hour, hoping for an early finish to the music, but eventually we give up and crawl into our tent. If I had a pen and paper handy, I could have written down the name of almost every track they played for the next four hours. The music seems louder and clearer tonight, and I find myself wondering if they have switched to a bigger and better sound system. The crowd, too, sounds bigger - I'd put their number at around 60 or 70 tonight - they cheer and whoop, their cries echoing around the natural amphitheatre. They sing along to the music. Every now and then I stick my head out of the tent to see what's going on, and I am amazed to find the cliffs towering over us illuminated by a laser-and-light show. This is not just a group of teenagers having an impromptu party, this is an event that someone has spent time planning. Part of me thinks "Why don't you just down the rest of that bottle of rosé and join in...", but that's not what we are on holiday for. I'll mention at this point that I've done a lot of work at music festivals, catering backstage mostly, and I am used to camping and sleeping through the most incredible levels of noise. But at a music festival you are prepared for it - on the edge of a nature reserve, you expect your campsite to be a little quieter. At 0130, the music stops, and we are given a repeat of last night's show - hours of the guitar, the tribal drumming on canoes, the muffled music of car stereos, the a capella singing. As happens after events such as these, small groups of people slowly drift away from the epicentre to find a quiet place in the shadows to stand around laughing and joking. One such group stands thirty metres from our tent, and at 0515 I stick my head out to request, loudly but quite politely given the circumstances, for them to shut their mouths, in a mixture of English and French. "Oh, better move along," the group chortle, "We've annoyed the English!" At 0530, the noise has dropped enough for us to drift into a fitful sleep. Early in the morning, we pack up our tent and drive to the front gate, and I am waiting at reception as the lady arrives to open up. My French isn't perfect, but I give her the basic rundown of the above story as best as I can. "Ah, yes, it's always a problem at the weekends..." she sighs. "But if it's a regular problem, why didn't you mention anything yesterday morning when we checked in!" I reply. "But you didn't complain about the previous night's noise, either..." She has a point. We should have complained. "You obviously don't stay on the camping overnight, then? Is there a member of staff who does?" I ask. "Yes, we have a very reliable man who stays in this house right here," the owner says, waving his hand at the building next to us. He has arrived after learning of our complaint. "Can we speak to him about the noise of the last two nights?" I ask. "No," the owner replies. "He is sleeping." Their argument is that because the noise came from the beach below the campsite next door, it isn't their problem. We posit that because you could hear the music loud and clear from hundreds of metres away and that they have had the same thing happen in the past, apparently on a regular basis, that it is a problem that they need to address. We refuse to pay the full price. The owner threatens to call the police, taking a photograph of our car numberplate. We agree that he should. My girlfriend stays at reception talking to the girl on the desk, whilst the owner and I walk down to where we pitched our tent, and I indicate where the worst of the problems were. There are still teenagers passed out on the beach below our tent. Others have stolen canoes from the long line of them stacked at the top of the beach and are floating around lazily on the river. A dying campfire, lit at around 0130 to the sound of raucous singing, smoulders in the centre of a cluster of tents, a hundred metres from where we were camped. The owner and I walk back to reception. We are given a discount of 25% - thirty euros for these two horrible nights is still disgustingly overpriced, but we are desperate to leave this terrible campsite and carry on with our holiday. We find instead a wonderful campsite just across the river from Vallon, and enjoy our remaining three days in this beautiful place. In short, I recommend the area of the Ardeche Gorge without reservation, but steer clear of Camping La Rouviere at the weekend, unless you are looking for a rave with incredible acoustics.
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Date of stay: May 2014
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Trip type: Travelled as a couple
Hyoga83 wrote a review Oct 2013
Bordeaux, France472 contributions200 helpful votes
We booked this through with an internet package and were aware that we would probably not have the best cabin or location, but everything exceeded our expectations!l Just some advice to find it in case you DO go, it is quite further away from most of the other companies, following the course of the river. The location itself is alright, though. The cleanliness of the place was a disaster: blood stains on the pillow, hairs, uncomfortable mattresses that barely fit in the small rooms, cold and dirty shower. The biggest joke is that we were supposed to clean after us! Anyway, we arrived pretty late and, obviously, there were people enjoying themselves chatting outside and drinking some beers. Perfectly alright, as we are also young. However, since our arrival we noticed very loud music from an unknown direction, but really nearby. There was a full blast party going on, with the speakers at max as in a concert (but with lousy music instead) that lasted...until 07.45!!!!!! Totally impossible to sleep. Out of 4 people only 1 could manage to sleep - she is a pro. At some point during the night, at 05.30, I tried calling the reception "emergency" phone number (voicemail directly!! ). The next morning we learnt from staff at the bar (25 meters away from our cabin) that a group had booked the evening to an enormous group and they were -apparently- allowed to do whatever they liked. They were surprised nobody informed us (I had called the same day and there was no mention). No apologies or kindness was proposed for our breakfast that we had there nevertheless, being in the middle of nowhere with no choice. After that we went to the reception to be greeted by a blond receptionist. We explained everything and got for a reply: "Oh, nobody informed you? The reservation fee and taxes are 14.50 euros". No "please", or apologies, nothing. I work in the hospitality business and I have nether seen anything like this. Everything else was prepaid and we where kayaking after, so there was nothing we could do.
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Date of stay: September 2013
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Trip type: Travelled with friends
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Frequently Asked Questions about Camping la Rouvière
Which popular attractions are close to Camping la Rouvière?
Nearby attractions include Aven d'Orgnac Grand Site de France (6.3 km), Aven Grotte Forestiere (5.1 km), and Gorges de l'Ardèche (7.1 km).
What food & drink options are available at Camping la Rouvière?
Guests can enjoy a lounge during their stay.
Is parking available at Camping la Rouvière?
Yes, free parking is available to guests.
What are some restaurants close to Camping la Rouvière?
Conveniently located restaurants include Le Restaurant De Chames, Arkadia, and Aigon Thierry Maître Glacier - Aux Glaces de mon Père.
Are pets allowed at Camping la Rouvière?
Yes, pets are typically allowed, but it's always best to call ahead to confirm.
Are there any historical sites close to Camping la Rouvière?
Many travellers enjoy visiting Hotel de ville de Vallon Pont d'Arc (3.3 km).
Does Camping la Rouvière have any great views?
Yes, guests often enjoy the river view available here.