I haven't yet felt the burning desire to attend the Rubber Tramp Rendezvous, mainly because my time for tramping and rendezvousing came after the event caught on. In a huge gathering of introverts, it's hard to park far enough away.
Bob Wells is quoted as saying the Prius campers are the "saints" of the group. I suspect tongue-in-cheek? but we are darned fuel-efficient: heavenly.
While I'm not hankering for high-density low-tech camping yet, I'm looking forward to some time of my own. I've successfully manifested a schedule without gaps, and now I'm looking for that to back down. Meanwhile, I'm getting mightily protective of the tiny spaces that do occur.
