My parents didnt allow camping either.
I wanted to go, so I lied. No mobile phones in those days, and we didnt have a house phone, so I knew I was pretty safe from being busted.
I went, along with a huge group of friends, boys and girls. We didnt do anything illegal, we didnt even have any alcohol.. we just had a laugh.. the girls slept in one tent, the boys in the other... and it was good fun.
I felt bad that I hadnt told my parents, but I knew they would have said I couldnt go.
I think you have to have some trust in your teens by the time they are 15, because in a years time, they will have a lot more freedom, and if they have been kept in parental chains, many are likely to kick out at the strike of midnight on their 16th birthday and get out of their depth.
I was a rebel teen, because I had very old fashioned parents, and very naive parents too at times, who I did completely take advantage of. My stepkids were not so lucky because I could see through any lies immediately, and they soon learned that with me, so long as they were honest, I would be reasonable and allow them to grow up.