My Narrative

I was not raised in a nudist family but I would go skinny dipping as a kid growing up on a farm. When I returned from the Gulf War I decided life was too short not to attempt was always interested in. So when I heard about a nude beach near where I was stationed I went. I had a terrific time; it was quite a liberating experience.

Over time I joined a club and then started going to nude resorts. I found the folks there were so open and honest and non-judgmental. I found that there were so many others just like me there and no one was there to take a look at others, just for the pure pleasure and joy of relaxing without clothing. I know that may seem hard to trust but that is the facts. We made great friends and my family became members to that club and even now we maintain our membership at a closeby club.

I just wish the public could see that we’re ordinary, regular folks who only chance to enjoy relaxing without clothing on our time off. My grown daughter has tons of self confidence about herself and element of the reason is that she understands what real women look like and doesn’t feel insecure about herself. That is a direct consequence of her being raised in a nudist household. I believe that if more people tried it they’d see what I’m referring to.

Hiking In The Nude

However, I began seeing narratives about trekking naked out west and in the Alps, first in Wikipedia, then elsewhere, seven years ago.

What a simple, sensible idea that couldn’t possibly fly on the east shore, or so I believed. I had to attempt it (bucket list if 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 declare is the fact that the experience was transforming, like that of finding the freedom relaxation and peace of nudity for the very first time, all over again.

Since that fateful moment, I’ve hiked, backpacked, and camped hundreds of miles on the distant trails of the northeast, in all kinds of weather. I have gone for as long as a week without putting on clothes in the outback during the summer.

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I’ve hiked bare for hours at a time in the snow. I one day hiked in the nude officially and without troubling anyone, in a city (Toronto…CO beach and immediate environment off season in November).

Being in the nude in the wilds is a life affirming outdoor activity which has few competitors in my humble opinion. 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 soon recognize how wonderfully skillful our bodies are, as delivered by our Creator, at accommodating the challenges of our environment. Perspiration management is a breeze. Creatures of the forest come closer and take your presence 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 evenly taking each others’ right to be there. Eventually I spoke up and apologized to Mr Moose for startling him, the same greeting that I normally use in my infrequent meetings with fabrics. With that he took one closing unconcerned look at me and ambled away, crashing through the underbrush.


Long distance hikers are taking, even supporting, of my preference. I choose my times and locations, in order to avoid having to clarify the various delights of hiking in the buff to uneasy parents with children in tow. Portion of the ethos of this type of outdoor recreation is acceptance and respect for the feelings of others less comfortable with the idea. I go out of my way to avert “clothed encounters”. Alas, life isn’t perfect and those occasional “sightings” by unsuspecting others, of my unadorned body have been pleasant and favorable events. After seen, I don’t cover up(sends incorrect 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. Dan

Randolph, Massachusetts
First Time

I was in the park in a wooded region. It was hidden. I took my clothes away and took a walk. It turned out to be a fantastic experience. I kept doing it.

Canton, Ohio
First-Time Nudist

My first social-nudist experience was at a clothing-optional hot tub in Quad Cities, Iowa. Before arriving I understood the bathtub would be Clothing Optional, but I presumed that meant that a few of the folks would take the option of being naked and some would take the the alternative of wearing a bathing suit. I ‘d decide to do the latter, although I really had not a problem seeing my buddies nude.

When I was brought to the bath, I saw that EACH ONE of the people who live in the bathtub 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 seeing every nudist resort and nude beach that I could squeeze into my limited holiday time.

Finally, in 1999 I retired and I have lived for the past ten years at a clothing-optional resort in AZ (SLR). The host of the hot tub party that began all this, moved here three years back from Iowa.

-Judy Mac
New River, Arizona
My First Time

I was a teen boy in the mid-60’s and I just got out of the shower. She asked me why I was not dressed and I told her I was more comfortable not wearing clothing. She said that was alright with her if I wanted to be a nudist.

I then went in the back yard and sun bathed bare. I have been a nudist all these years but doesn’t comprehend it. I go naked in my house as frequently as possible, even when her friends visit.

St. Louis, Missouri

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