I was not raised in a nudist family but I would go skinny dipping as a child growing up on a farm. as soon as I returned from the Gulf War I decided life was too short not to try something I was always interested in. So when I discovered about a nude beach near where I was stationed I went. I had a great time; it was a very liberating experience.
I continued going and made friends. Over time I joined a club and then began going to bare resorts. I found the people there were so open and fair and nonjudgmental. I found that there were so many others just like me there and no one was there to check out others, just for the pure enjoyment and joy of relaxing without clothing. I understand that may sound hard to trust but that is the truth. We made great friends and my family became members to that club and even now we keep our membership at a nearby club.
I simply wish the public could see that we’re ordinary, regular folks who just chance to enjoy relaxing without clothing on our time off. My grown daughter has loads of self-confidence about herself and element of the reason is that she understands what real women look like and does not feel insecure about herself. That is a direct result of her being raised in a nudist family. I think that if more people tried it they would see what I am talking about.
Hiking In The Nude
Having experienced public nudity on occasion before, I am no stranger to that feeling of once experienced, never going back. Yet, I began detecting stories about trekking naked outside west and in the Alps, first in Wikipedia, then elsewhere, seven years ago.
What a easy, logical idea which could not possibly fly on the east coast, or so I thought. I had to attempt it (bucket list in case you will). Like skinny dipping in the wind instead of in the water.
So I headed to Vermont where I could locate suitably remote terrain and legality. Well all I can say is that the encounter was transforming, like that of finding the liberty liberalization and peace of nudity for the first time, all over again.
Since that fateful moment, I have hiked, backpacked, and camped hundreds of miles on the distant trails of the northeast, in all kinds of weather. I’ve gone for as long as a week without putting on clothes in the outback during the summertime. I’ve trekked naked for hours at a time in http://x-pot.com . I one day hiked in the nude legitimately and without troubling anyone, in a city (Toronto…CO seashore and immediate environment off season in November).
Being in the nude in the wilds is a life affirming outdoor activity that has few competitors in http://xoxet.com . It sharpens your senses as well as your awareness of your natural surroundings and those creatures that share this little section of the universe with us. Additionally you shortly recognize how wonderfully skillful our bodies are, as delivered by our Creator, at adapting the challenges of our environment. Perspiration direction is a breeze. Animals of the forest come closer and take your existence more readily. I once had a moose cross my path, and pause, not more than three arms lengths in front of me. We stared at each other for the better part of three minutes, both smoothly taking each others’ right to be there. Finally I spoke up and apologized to Mr Moose for startling him, exactly the same greeting that I usually use in my infrequent encounters with cloths. With that he took one closing unconcerned look at me and ambled off, crashing through the underbrush.
Long distance hikers are taking, even encouraging, of my taste. I choose my times and places, in order to avoid having to describe the numerous pleasures of hiking in the buff to uneasy parents with children in tow. Element of the ethos of this type of outdoor recreation is acceptance and respect for the feelings of others less comfortable with the notion. I go out of my way to prevent “clothed confrontations”. Alas, life isn’t perfect and those occasional “sightings” by unsuspecting others, of my unadorned body have been nice and positive events. After seen, I don’t cover up(sends wrong message) Freehiking can be a societal or a solo activity. It suits my lifestyle and work schedule as it can be tucked into my days off, spontaneously as time permits, most any time of the year.
Nudism encourages imagination. Freehiking is worth adding to your bucket list. – Dan
I was in the park in a wooded area. It was concealed. I got my clothes off and took a walk. It turned out to be a amazing experience. I kept doing it.
My first societal-nudist encounter was at a clothing-optional hot tub in Quad Cities, Iowa. Before arriving I understood the tub would be Clothing Optional, but I believed that meant that a number of the folks would choose the choice of being nude and some would choose the the alternative of wearing a bathing suit. I ‘d decide to do the latter, although I had no issue seeing my buddies bare.
When I was brought to the bath, I saw that EVERY ONE of the people in the tub was bare. WHAT TO DO??? I thought “What the heck. I will attempt it once.” Within 30 seconds I was hooked for life.
I spent the next 17 years visiting every nudist resort and nude beach that I could squeeze into my limited holiday time.
Eventually, in 1999 I retired and I’ve resided for the past 10 years at a clothing-optional resort in AZ (SLR). The host of the hot tub party that started all this, moved here three years ago from Iowa.
New River, Arizona
My First Time
I was a teenaged boy in the mid-60’s and I just got out of the shower. My mom was watching TV in the den and I wondered what her reaction would be if I went around nude. So I went in the room where she was and sat down right across from her. She asked me why I wasn’t dressed and I told her I was more comfortable not wearing clothes. She said that was okay with her if I wanted to be a nudist.
I then went in the back yard and sun bathed nude. I’ve been a nudist all these years but my wife doesn’t understand it. I go naked in my home as frequently as possible, even when her friends visit.
St. Louis, Missouri