When you’re boondocking, do you dump? Your grey water, that is.
Wisconsin’s Amish country beckoned but the nearest dump station was closed and our grey tanks were full.
We asked a farmer if he knew of another station.
“Yah sure, right there” he said as he pointed to his field.
Our heads spun ’round. “Are you kidding!” we asked. He wasn’t. “Just your greywater of course. Go ahead and pull in, the field needs it.”
We couldn’t believe it. As dedicated backpackers who took every precaution to avoid polluting water sources on the trail, we were horrified.
But our 35 gallon grey tanks were full and we had nowhere to go. So we did it.
The Blue Boy Blues
Some folks haul a blue boy around. Many are brave enough to use the blue boy for blackwater dumping, which seems pretty disgusting. We would never, ever get that close to our own poo water (other than the occasional RV dump mishap).
You’ll see blue boy enthusiasts driving 3 miles per hour through Quartzsite, which appears to take longer than just pulling up stakes and moving the rig.
Our fifth wheel is too small to keep a blue boy, so that option is out for us.
Our boondocking experiences have taken us to many places where dumping greywater in an open field was accepted by the local population, whether they were land owners or fellow RVers. Usually it’s in the desert.
Playing by the Rules
Stealth greywater dumping is always contingent on the dumping area being safely away from water, other campers and only in barren locations. And always at night (by daytime the puddle has evaporated). We only use biodegradeable soaps and never allow liquid kitchen wastes to go down the drain. That’s just smelly.
I know stealth RV greywater dumping horrifies a lot of people, but the reality is more of us do it than are willing to publicly admit.
So I’ll be the first to step forward. You’re next!
If you do, or are considering the possibilities, here’s a handy little device made specifically for this purpose.
We saw a camper in Ajo, Arizona using one. Just attach a garden hose and point it away from your rig. Downhill, of course.
If we’ve lost any sort of respect you had for us over this, we apologize. But I’m just coming clean with our reality. It’s just like a saying among scuba scuba enthusiasts:
There are two kinds of divers out there: Those who pee in their wetsuits, and those who lie about it.