A few years back I was fast asleep with my three daughters in a caravan at a freedom camping spot in Haumoana.
At 10pm a burly official banged at the door hollering about Hastings District Council's camping bylaws.
Apparently we needed to be certified self-contained. Given there were working toilets on site, the rule surprised me.
However, both ignorant and wrong, I accepted we were illegally camped.
The security chap then ordered we move on immediately. I politely refused, saying it was late, my young girls were asleep and we would leave chastised at dawn.