Bodega Bay RV Park

My husband and I stayed here for the opener of crab season to get away from the state campground craziness. When we arrived there office was not staffed despite there posted hours stating they should be open. We got to our site but had to put up with a loud party going on in the site next to us. It was well after midnight before we were able to get some sleep. There staff was very hard to find the fallowing day. After voicing our concerns about the noise we were informed the manager was not on site to address noise complaints. We had to endure another sleepless night due to the wild neighbors. It was made worse by there dog continuing to run through our site begging for our food. Saturday evening the noise was finally addressed by the camp host couple who we found out later are only part t

We have stayed here twice now. The staff is friendly and helpful. The park is clean, quiet and well maintained. We liked the free hot showers. We also like the dog park with off leash areas separated for large and small dogs. Our only disappointment was that the free wifi was pretty slow and unusable. We will likely stay here again.

Nice pull through or back in sites covered in gravel. If you have a larger rig, outdoor space around your rig will be a little tight, especially if you have pullouts. Water pressure was a little underwhelming and I filled my tank a third and just used my water pump. On-site bathrooms were very clean as well as the showers. There are two trail heads to go see the tower bells. Up by the office you will get more highway one traffic noise so stay the furthest away from the road and dumpsters as you can.

No views of the ocean, but you get the weather and vibe. Nice spaces and restrooms/showers. Larger rigs tread lightly as the drive through the town is tight. We would definitely come back here again!

🚨 FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DO NOT STAY HERE IF YOU HAVE KIDS OR FRIENDS WHO ENJOY BEING AWAKE AFTER SUNSET. 🚨||||When you book a full hook-up RV park, you expect electricity, water, and a sewer line—not an audition for “America’s Next Top Librarian.” Apparently, last Friday night, we became the designated problem children of the campground.||||Now, let me set the scene. We’re not a band of rowdy college kids playing beer pong off the tailgate. We’re adults. Parents. Professionals. Our idea of a wild night is gathering around a propane campfire (the most wholesome, Home Depot–approved fire imaginable), sipping wine, and swapping stories about how our backs hurt. Truly, the debauchery was unthinkable.||||Enter barefoot woman with a dog. She creeps out of the shadows like a campground ninja and d