I booked and paid for a 2-week stay at the Indian Line campground in Brampton, based on wonderful memories of the beautiful surrounding Conservation Area from my youth and its proximity to our primary destinations in Etobicoke, Ontario.
Sadly, it turned out that Indian Line is NOT a campground. It is a trailer park.
NOT that there is anything wrong with trailer parks, but they should be billed as such and not listed as ‘campgrounds’, especially within the Toronto and Regional Conservation area.
Does this look like a campground at which you’d want to spend 2 weeks?
Unfortunately, I’d paid my $400+ and was kind of stuck with the choice.
The majority of folks who stay there are seasonal residents, paying only $500 per month. For the privilege, they are allowed to erect permanent structures such as garden sheds in which to store their lawnmowers. Most, though not all of the sites were kept reasonably nice.
Basically, the new manager has moved most of the seasonal residents to the south end of the park, which is reasonably well-kept by the residents themselves.
On the other hand, the ‘campground’ portion on the north end of the park was a mess.
The ‘camper graveyard’ to which they tow decrepit trailers was located on the ‘campground’ side.
Ed’s first complaint / comment was that the washrooms were too filthy to use following the May 24 long weekend… and that is saying a lot for Ed whose cleanliness standards tend to be quite liberal.
Too, when it rains – it pours and these mud holes are semi-permanent on the ‘campground’ side of the ‘park’ because the roads are so ill-kept.
Apparently no one cares where fires are built either…
… nor whether folks can sit at a picnic table comfortably…
Our spot had NOT been mowed prior to our arrival or at anytime during our stay. By result, the grass in our site was at least a foot tall, posing a major advantage for the TICKS which I was constantly searching for and removing from Jasper and my bedding.
Too, I found the remnants of a garden planted by a re-located seasonal resident in the long grass which posed a serious tripping hazard, not to mention the unsightly mess caused by a number of plastic pots strewn in the yard. I cleaned up and disposed of most of the mess, but could not remove the 8 x 10’s surrounding the space.
The site next to us sported an old broken-down garden shed which was finally removed by staff on Day 12 of our stay.
Speaking of ‘staff’, from what I saw, most did as little as humanly possible, including NOT replacing campsite availability signs for up to a week. This one was only 5 days old.
I had the misfortune to use the washing machine whose spin cycle did NOT work. I reported it immediately, got my refund (for the extra $3 I spent on the dryer) and then stupidly used it again several days later, assuming it was fixed because there was no ‘unserviceable’ sign on the machine.
Another refund. Another hour wasted.
I just WISH I’d taken a picture of the swimming pool, which was filthy and green just like the rest of the place – despite the fact that the weather MORE than justified it being open.
Taking a campsite at a REAL campground (Albion Hills) just 10 minutes to the north would have been SO much more pleasant.
Seriously, this ‘campground’ IS a trailer park.
NOT recommended until serious improvements are made.