Living the Nudist Life

Yesterday, my wife and I went to our club, Empire Haven.  The weather was perfect and we had a great time.  As usual we spent most of our time hanging out around the pool.  Is that a poor choice of words?  Anyway, I kept thinking how wonderful it felt to be there.  I love living the nudist life.

I’m sure there are many different reasons why people enjoy living the nudist life.

For me it is all about freedom and relaxation.

I know I can’t do it justice, but when I am at our club, or some other naturist venue, I get this deep down feeling of freedom.  It is a freedom to be who I am, and a freedom to allow others to be who they are.  There is no clothing to say “I’m a doctor,” or “I’m a dock worker.”  When we are living the nudist life, we are all just human beings and we are unafraid to acknowledge that fact.  We all have flaws and no one is perfect, and that’s fine.

I hate being told what to do or what to think.  I know, I have problems with authority.  When I’m naked with others who are naked, I feel a sense of rightness.  We can vary in our opinions and outlooks, but we are naked and not only vulnerable, but respectful of each other.  If nothing else we have living the nudist life in common.

I said I also feel relaxed.

My wife and I were talking and I said how relaxed I felt.  She said that she could feel just as relaxed on a beach, but then said that she wasn’t sure that was true.  She would have to wear a suit.  I know it’s not true for me!  I love being outdoors, but being outdoors nude is a whole other story.  There seems to be a connection with the earth and nature that I just don’t get, wearing a swim suit.  Maybe it’s a primal feeling, or maybe it’s the way we are really meant to be.  I don’t know.  I just know that I feel a sense of peace that I feel nowhere else.  It makes living the nudist life all worth it!

There is also one other aspect, but this could be most anywhere…maybe.

We were in the pool for one last dip before we had to head home late in the day.  A family came to the pool.  It consisted of a mother, her son, about ten, and a daughter, about seven.  We all splashed around for a bit when suddenly the daughter swam up to us and asked if we would like to play monkey in the middle with her.  We said sure, and spent the next half hour playing.

I said that this could happen almost anywhere, but I have to say, in my experience, that nudists seem more outgoing and friendly than other folks.  I know this is a generality, but it does seem that way.  This little girl was certainly not shy!

Living the nudist life, she was not concerned about her nudity, or that of my wife or mine.  We weren’t naked people, we were just people.  We were people who played monkey in the middle with her.  Perhaps, as she starts puberty and begins her bodily change from a girl to a woman, she will get body shame and not be so free.  I hope that isn’t true.  At the moment, it was a wonderful experience that I will remember for a long time.

I hope I never stop living the nudist life!


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Naked in My Own House

Just today I had another incident of being caught naked in my own house.  During the summer, I spend most of my time naked while indoors.  My yard is not private and so I must dress to go outside, but inside I am as God created me.

Who’s fault?

I am a writer and like to write in comfort.  That means without clothes, at least while the weather is warm.  I don’t really have an office so I write on the couch, at the kitchen table, on the deck in warm weather, wherever the mood strikes me.  I try to keep some sort of covering in the same room with me


I live is a small community.  It is the habit of friends and family to knock, maybe, and walk in.  I used to live in LA and it wasn’t done there, but here in upstate NY we don’t stand on formalities.  That’s why I try to keep something nearby.

Today, I was sitting on my towel on the couch writing away.  Someone came to the door and I was in the middle of a sentence.  I took the few seconds to finish the sentence and then reached for my wrap.  By then, the person was walking in the door with me clearly visible.

I’m not ashamed of my body and it is my house.  I got the wrap around me, but I wasn’t panicked and I didn’t act as if there was anything wrong.  I just covered up for my guest.  Apparently it wasn’t fast enough or good enough.

“Didn’t you hear me knock?” my guest said.

“Yep,” I replied

I felt like saying, “Look, it’s my house.  I’m a nudist.  If you don’t want to see me naked, then call ahead or wait until I answer the door.”

The person in question knows about my nudist sentiments.  Why would they think it strange that I might be naked in my own house?  If people call ahead, I make sure I have my bits covered.  All it takes is a call.

I used to run for the hills when someone knocked at the door.  It was as if I felt ashamed of who I am and my nudist leanings.  I finally figured out that it isn’t me that is confused about their body, it’s the other person.  They are the one with the body shame and hang-ups, not me.  Why should I be the one doing the hiding?

I try to be considerate of others, but in my own house, to quote Popeye, I yam what I yam.


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Locked in a Textile World

Do you hate bathing suits?  I’m visiting with family for a few days.  The weather is warm and the temps are high.  They have a pool, but I’m not too enthused about using it.  They are not nudists and I have to wear a bathing suit.  I hate being locked in a textile world.

I thought about this on the thirteen hour drive here.

The vast majority of people are locked in a textile world, locked in a prison of uncomfortable clothes.  It’s sad!

My wife and I recently came back from a nudist vacation.  Although it didn’t work out the way we planned, it was still wonderful.  To be naked in nature and around others who understand that nudity isn’t about sex is better than great.  To enjoy the freedom of naturism is amazing.

While at the camp. there was a family who had five kids.  Three of them, little girls, were all free, and wonderfully naked.  They had a great time!  They rode their bikes and played in the playground.  They noticed neither their nudity nor anyone’s  Their oldest sister, around fifteen, was not comfortable being nude.  I don’t know why, but since this club is not clothing optional she was imprisoned in their campsite.  It was the only place she could remain dressed.

It made me think of all the people who, for whatever reason, can’t enjoy the freedom of being nude in a social setting.  Whether it’s fear of being criticized by others or themselves, they have thrown themselves into the dungeon of the textile world.  To me, that is sad beyond belief!

What brought these people to the point where they believe all the garbage that the world throws at them as to what the body should look like?  They seem to think that various body parts need to look a certain way to be acceptable.  Do they find themselves unacceptable in other ways as well?

Being locked in a textile world is just symptomatic of a larger problem of insecurities.  I often wonder what the world would be like if everyone felt secure enough to be naked everywhere it would be comfortable to do so.  I’m not saying that nudism would cure the world’s ills, but then again….


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A Nudist Vacation

My wife and I just finished our vacation.  It wasn’t any vacation, it was a nudist vacation.  We find that a nudist vacation is the kind we love the best.

What does that mean?

For one thing, it means that of all the crap we had to pack, we didn’t have to pack many clothes.  We had what we wore, a change of shirt, our pareos, a sweatshirt, and that’s about it.  No giant suitcase that takes up half of the back of the car and weighs more than a small ocean liner.

The second great thing is that we got to go nude, that’s right, buck-asses naked, for nearly the whole time there.  We stayed at Bare Oaks in Canada and, if you’ve never been there, go.  It’s a great place and Stephane, the owner, tries hard to make sure you have a great time.

Also, we learned something.  Being naked in the rain is handy.  No wet clothes to hang up to not dry because everything is wet anyway.  That leads me to the disaster of our nudist vacation.

Rain can destroy any camping trip.  This is no different when the camping trip happens to be to a nudist facility.  Now understand, my wife and I have been old school for years.  We tent camp.  I might say, we used to tent camp, but I’ll get to that.  When it rains, and you tent, things get especially interesting.

Since we have been doing this for sometime, we carry a tarp that we put over the tent to keep it dry.  Sure our tent has a rainfly.  Don’t trust those!  If it rains very hard for very long, it soaks through.  Use a good plastic tarp.  We had one and stayed nice and dry.

The problems came when it rained so hard we had to stay in the tent for long periods of time.  Our tent says it sleep four, but that’s only if you are in a polyamorous relationship.  It will sleep two comfortably in it’s spacious four by eight space.  It is not where I want to spend hours at a time doing anything other than sleeping.  Even sex gets crowded in there.  After fourteen hours, we were about done being in a tent.

I think after about my third snarky comment, my wife was thinking of ways to slit a hole in the floor of the tent and bury me in the mud.  I wasn’t that bad, she’s just touchy!

We also had some problems sleeping.  We’ve gone through the whole blow-up mattress thing.  They’re great if you don’t mind waking up once or twice in the middle of the night to blow the damned thing up again.

Ever try blowing up a mattress that your spouse refuses to get off of only because it’s 2am?

So we bought a nice comfy foam pad thing that packs up pretty small and is supposed to feel great.  Maybe if you’re ten years old it feels great.  To me it felt like someone had spread and handkerchief over the rocks under me and called it a mattress.  By the third night, we both had bruises that refuse to go away even now.  The foam thing either gave no cushion from the ground or we were nightly attacked by ball-bat carrying gnomes who beat us unmercifully.

After a fourteen hour ordeal of fending off mosquitos that somehow followed us into the tent, and those gnomes, we called it quits.  We packed up the car, put on our clothes, yes in that order, and then got the hell out of there.

We were both disappointed.  We love camping and we love being nudists.  The two things together are a little slice of heaven.  It will be more so once we get ourselves some sort of more comfortable mode of doing it.


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Going On a Naturist Vacation

Today we head for Bare Oaks Family Naturist Park.  It’s not quite five AM and I’m up and excited.  It’s raining, but that doesn’t stop me from being pumped about going.  We’re going on a naturist vacation!

There are certain advantages to a naked vacation.

If, and I do mean if, it’s raining when we get to Bare Oaks, setting up the tent in the rain while naked is no big deal.  I mean, if I get wet, so what.  I don’t have to line dry my clothes, there won’t be any!

The temps look like they may be lower than what I would prefer.  That’s the one negative to going to a naturist camp.  If the temps are low, then I’m going to be dressed, at least partially.  If that’s the case, then why go to a naturist place?

One of the things I like about Bare Oaks is that it has some great amenities.  If the week turns out to be less than optimal, then I spend more time in the sauna and hot tub.  That’s a hardship I think I may be able to endure.

Another advantage of going on a naked vacation is the amount of packing one has to do; at least in the clothing department.  We are each taking a backpack and both of them are only half full.  A sweatshirt, in case it stays chilly, a nicer shirt, in case we go out to eat.  A towel to sit on and one to dry off with when taking showers and swimming.

What do you like about going on a naturist vacation?  Do you like the people you meet?  Do you like the fact that for whatever time you are gone, you just don’t have to worry about getting dressed?  What is it?


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Why I Hate NickMom’s Nudist Episode

Yesterday I read a post by Felicity Jones of YNA.  It was an interview with Andrea Rosen from NickMom.  I had never heard of the show before.  Apparently it is about this young mom talking to other young moms about raising children.  One episode she did was about raising children in a naturist environment.  You can see the interview and the video here.

Why I hate NickMom’s nudist episode.

Ms. Rosen visited Sunny Rest Nudist Resort in Pennsylvania.  I’ve never been there, but it looks like a wonderful place.  It’s on my list of places to go.

Ms. Rosen went to the resort and did manage to take her top off, but stuck with her bloomers below.  For the video, she is nearly always covered, which is to be expected, although a bit of editing could have taken care of any censor problems.  She interviews various people including a couple of sisters who were raised nudist.

The whole thing falls apart at the end.

One of the last people she talks to is a young mom who goes on to say that she doesn’t want to be around or see her child naked when they are older.


At least for me, the point of naturism is to promote a healthy body image.  That does not sound like a healthy body image.  That sounds to me like not be able to get past the whole “naked equals sex” thing.

At the end, Ms. Rosen says she hopes her son doesn’t grow up to be a nudist, as if there is something inherently wrong with it.  Wow!  Thanks for the shot!

I did not raise my children naturist.  I would have, but my spouse was just not in that place then.  Now we talk about how we wish we had.  We would love our kids to join us now, but they have the body shame issues that most Americans have.  They weren’t raised with the openness of nudism.

When I go to our local club, I watch the kids at play around the pool area and elsewhere.  They seem unconcerned that they are naked and don’t seem to notice that anyone else is.  There is a young lady about twelve who is frequently there and she seems completely unconcerned that she is entering puberty.  She stands straight and tall even thought she is beginning to develop breasts.

There are a couple of young boys who are around the same age.  The play in the pool and I have never once seen them looking at all the naked female flesh available to their eyes.  They just don’t seem to care.  When I was their age, my eyes would have popped out of their sockets trying to see all that!

Everywhere I have gone and seen young people, they seem very well adjusted and completely unconcerned about their or anyone’s nudity.  Teen boys without raging erections.  Teen girls standing with good posture instead of trying to cave in on themselves hiding what their bodies are doing.

If this is what Ms. Rosen wants to protect her son, and apparently other children from, then I don’t understand it at all!


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World Record Skinny-Dip

Saturday, we went to the festivities at our local club.  Let me say right here that we had a great time.  I didn’t want to come home.  We talked on the way back about trying to get a place there so we could stay.  We could have camped, but didn’t bring our stuff.

World record skinny-dip

The main event was, of course the world record skinny-dip.  Our club is small and so I think the best we have ever done was about one hundred fifty.  The weather here Saturday was not the most promising, with dark foreboding black clouds and temps in the seventies.  

Turn out wasn’t the best.

We managed to get one hundred and ten in the pool.  While we waited for the camera man to get set up we were batting three big beach balls around.  The wind was blowing hard enough that somebody had to keep getting out of the pool to retrieve them.  I don’t know about anybody else, but I was having a great time.  The water was warm and there was great conversation when you weren’t getting hit with a beach ball.

The only bummer was that the luau didn’t include any vegetarian options so we had to bring what we would eat and that meant that we were away from the fun for a bit stuffing our faces.

We met a couple and started talking with them.  It was great conversation and we came away feeling like we had new friends.  The woman loves the sauna and so do I so we sat in there and sweated away, talking about all kinds of things.  Her partner and mine sat by the pool, where they didn’t feel like they were being roasted alive, and talked about how silly we were.  At least that’s what I suspect!

They invited us to dinner, but we were going to the renaissance fair the next day and knew that we really needed to head home.  Of course we also missed the dance.  I would have loved to stay, but home and bed were calling me.

One thing about the day made me wonder and we talked about it on the way home.  Several people refused to get in the pool for the skinny-dip and some that did, turned around when the picture was taken.  I do understand about having some fear of others discovering that you are a nudist.  I had a job once that I was not anxious to have them find out about me.

The thing that makes me wonder a bit is how will we ever bring nudism out of the closet if we never own up to it?  There has never been a group of people that wanted to be seen as viable parts of society that didn’t have to finally stand up and say, “I’m here and I’m proud of it.”  Think of African Americans in the sixties. think of gays in the last ten years or so.  We will never become recognized and a healthy part of society as long as we hang back or hide in the closet.


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