Camping is a gas...
I've not always been disabled. As a kid i was very into camping. I used to go regularly...
When Going camping with my parents when i was younger paved the way to my going to Cornwall, over 200 miles away, when i was 22. I was only a baby, but one who was willing to learn. I loved the independence of it all, of being able to choose what i was doing, and when i did it. To make the experience perfect you need a two-ringed cooker to take with you. It makes all the difference.
Cornwall was great. The quietness was deafening which was how i hoped it would be. The Cornish pasties down there were massive so i had half of one there and then and saved the rest for breakfast the next morning. In fact, ordering the pastie was the only time i spoke to anyone while i was there. It was the perfect getaway. I travelled back home from St. Ives by train (the same way i'd got there a week earlier).i went on my own, but if you can find someone to go with, so much the better.
There's nothing quite like camping. It gets you away from everything you want to get away from. When you've decided to give it a go it's taking the right equipment with you will make it all bearable. I've been camping many times now. The best things to take with you are;
a) a sleeping bag.
b) an air bed
c) a pump for the airbed.
d) a lamp.
e) a camping camping gas cooker.
i'd say the above are pretty much essentials. it's pointless going away without them. You don't need any really, but take my advice and take all of these with you.
you'll either love camping or you'll hate it. I'm a big fan of it. Sleeping is great; you'll find yourself drifting off in less than no time at all. When you get as bad as me you'll find out where your local camping shop is and spend all day looking through the stuff they're selling. Camping becomes a bug which you can't get rid of even if you want to.