My Naturist Epiphany and Naturist Story Part 1: Obstacles To Becoming A Nudie

Guest website by: Wayne Brake
My name is Wayne, but this is a pseudonym I feel compelled to use because reasons. To not sound glib but we do live in a really clothed, erclosed-minded society where nudists and naturists are persecuted, particularly at work. I know for a fact that if I came out as a naturist to my family and friends they’d likely try to perform some sort of gymnophobia-flavored intervention / exorcism on me. *le sigh*
My Naturist Epiphany
I am in my mid-forties and I Have been a practicing naturist for about five years now. I say “practicing” because I’ve been a naturist at heart since my early teens.
Reflecting on this now I recognize how curative this was. Because of this, I grew up with some pretty crippling body image problems. I could not even bring myself to wear shorts and t-shirts in public. Even during the hottest days of summer I Had be bundled up in jeans and long-sleeved tops, constantly flirting with the threat of heat prostration.
It was not until I reached my thirties that I became vaguely Well, I think I was 14 or 15…. in my own skin.
A few years after I learned that there was a clothing-optional beach only a short drive away from me. One Sunday afternoon I led my wife and a close friend out that way for a hike. I roughly knew where the naked beach was and I blatantly led them to the outskirts, keen on gaging their reaction for this.
HUGE FREAKIN’ ERROR, by the way. As soon as we got within line of sight of Driving naked is like having a mobile nudist resort! I mean standing predominately on a tall rock my pal, who has extremely poor vision, took this opportunity to pipe up.
“I’ve never been so happy to be blind in my entire life.”
Undeniably amusing, yes, but it made me believe: Does one think he’s suddenly going to run over here and start doing gratuitous squats in front of you?’
Really, North Americans suffer from more body horror problems as opposed to typical David Cronenberg movie.
Then, in 2007, I seen a friend in Vancouver. To test the waters again I asked him to take me to that world-famous naturist Mecca, Wreck Beach. He instantly reacted quite violently to my request:
Oh, no!

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Trust me, you don’t wanna go there. Not the sort of folks you wanna see nude, ifyouknowwhutI’msayin’.”
Just how can I describe this to him? I don’t wanna see other people naked, I wanna be naked. I wanna be completely immersed in the components without the burden of a wet, chilly, clingy swimsuit. I don’t need any obstacles between me, the surf, the sand and the sun. I simply wanna commune with Mama Nature in the only method which makes sense in my experience.’
But given his palpable hostility I quickly lost the subject and moved on. * Strike two*
Even though my thoughts were becoming more daring, I was still a very long way from taking the plunge into nudism myself. Silently I desired nothing more than to wade from the water nude and wander along the playa in relaxation, all the while focusing on my all over George Hamilton-style suntan.
Baby steps, I understand, but it felt wonderful and it just made sense if you ask me.
But it would require a couple more pivotal experiences before I became a full-fledged, card-carrying naturist. And the impetus for this would come from an entirely unexpected source.
Just click here to read Part 2 of ‘My Naturist Epiphany’
About the author: Wayne Brake is a nudist writer and activist. You can take a look at his naturist-friendly site ‘In NatureNaturally’ right here:
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While in school, I went with some friends from my dorm to a shore just south of Santa Cruz.

It wasn’t a nude beach and my friends as well as I didn’t go nude, but there were several other individuals who were nude. It was evident that the skinny dippers were having a great time and didn’t care who else saw them. milfs on the beach was a completely new concept for me. There was no “You show me yours and I’ll show you mine” quid pro quo, that is the way I understood nudist parks to function. The approach was “I am going bare because I appreciate it and everyone else can just cope with this.”
I used to not go nude that day because I didn’t know what the disposition of my buddies would be toward it. It was not until a couple of years afterwards when I had access to a car that I went to Bonny Doon Beach just north of Santa Cruz. I’d gone alone that day but there were plenty of other people on the shore and most of them were naked. I used to not have any major nervousness about taking my clothes away, but I was assured to find that nobody was laughing and pointing and that I did not have any problems suppressing my degree of arousal. I found that within a couple of minutes I was able to relax and just love being on the seashore. There were a whole new string of pleasant sensations such feeling the sunshine as well as the wind all over my body and running along the beach and jumping in the water without a soggy bathing suit. The encounter lived up to my expectations. Afterward, I’d visit nude beaches a number of times each summer whenever the opportunity availed itself.
I finally married an extremely proper woman who I met at church. I supposed at the time that we got engaged that I would be giving up nude beaches forever. It was her first time nude on a beach and she totally enjoyed it. Now when we go on , we seek out nude beaches and prefer to stay at nudist resorts.

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Global warming has completely changed the climate of the entire world. It is because of tons of gaseous emissions by our vehicles and industries which distribute equally all through the globe and make the natural climate warmer. Because of this we want more ice, air conditioners, and cold beverages to maintain our body temperature standard in such hot weather.

Why people become nudist?
A huge number of people in liberal societies go bare to save themselves from heat. They spend their daily tasks as naked and dont care about any kind of bizarre looks over them. They have the view that this is the only workable alternative of the global warming. They dont say this in frenzy of getting naked but they’ve powerful arguments for this.

Nudists conserve energy
Ultimately nudists consume less electricity and help reduce another cause of warming.

Nudists use no clothes
What nudists wear normally? Clearly nothing. They simply take a bag to keep the most essential things like non-nudists do and go out of residence for their routine work. It means they use no clothing. Textile industries are among the very most polluting industries. So nudists make them fabricate a little less and finally pollute less.

Less consumption of water by nudists
Nudists dont wear clothing so that they dont want laundry at home or from a laundry service. In this way they help save bunch of water which ultimately would have been consumed for laundry. So care in water consumption is also another benefit of this way of living.

Can all folks go naked?
Do whole communities of the world can go naked for the cause of green? Obviously not. Also, there are several hurdles to turn the whole global community as nudist.

Ethnic impediment on nudism
Most important impediment is ethnic. Most communities in the world are forbidden by their ethnic norms to go nude. In certain communities females aren’t permitted to reveal their faces to strangers. In this conservative environment how come all people of the world can go nude.

Weather is another obstacle on nudism
Secondly the weather of the all countries is not uniform. How can they bear hot sun directly touching their bodies? Thus, this way of living cannot be adopted uniformly all around the planet.

Nudism is a restricted solution to global warming
So nudism is a small alternative of global warming. The issue of climate change requires a broad based option for its successful control. Therefore we must reduce every form of pollution on earth notably air pollution to control the global warming. For this particular goal we can follow these measures:

Spend a simple life with essentials and small tad comforts to make industries create less and pollute less.
Dont make haste in discarding used things and wherever potential reuse them
Embrace an eco friendly life style by preferring eco-friendly products on other luxury ones
Every year make a pledge to avoid or reduce one polluting action from your private life
Do you still think nudism is a proper remedy of global warming or you also agree with me? Please discuss your ideas in comments given below.
To many, naturism is only an occasional recreational action signifying simply an alternative to wearing a bathing suit. Gone are the social, psychological, environmental, and moral facets of the movement. While we dont wish to revert to the days of mandatory calisthenics, vegetarianism, and alcohol/tobacco bans, we do want to reintroduce naturism as a doctrine as well as a way of life. Weren’t attempting to appeal to everyone. Naked Oaks exists for those who are ardent about naturism.
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There are numerous advantages to the naturist, or nudist, lifestyle, for example, happiness of feeling the sun all over your body, no tan lines, and also the healthy self-confidence that naturism represents. A lot of us find it too embarrassing to be naked even in front of loved ones, let alone strike up a conversation with a fellow vacationer at a nudist resort. Conversely, many of us are fairly comfortable being naked yet dont understand how or where to practice naturism. The following guide increases your comfort with naturism, and assist you to find ways and areas to practice it.

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It did not happen here; it happened at the ends of the earth.

Yes, I guess you could say that we had only just begun by then; he hadn’t even started wooing me. And somehow at a particular moment we found ourselves by the beachfront. Not a soul about, waves pounding against the seashore, the moonlight in the skies.
Why don’t we take a dip? – But we haven’t got neither swimsuits nor with us, I say. He: look what an excellent evening, the water is so war, it would be a sin to miss this opportunity. We could swim naked! Well why not, I believed. The weather was truly brilliant, warm and all. And though the moon was shining, the seashore was badly lit as the moon wasn’t complete. I shook off my slippers, then removed my jeans, undies and took off in the direction of the water. He followed me, but at some distance and to the side.
So there we’re, swimming and keeping the proper distance. Having had enough of this we made it to the shore. I was leading again, and he was following me.
After that we bathed by nighttime several more times.
Then he began trying to persuade me to visit the beach during daytime. He would say that we sorta learnt everything we could about nighttime bathing and now it turned out to be a new challenge for us to do it during the daytime. I kept on saying no because I was really embarrassed by the idea of undressing in broad daylight, but I really wanted to go. Afterward I made up my mind to do some ‘practicing’ during the day all by myself to begin with. I discovered a rocky beach with enormous rubbles that I could leap from one to another. And so I began jumping. When I moved so far from the shoreline to be sure no one sane would follow me here I stopped and got naked. Stark naked. I don’t understand why, but I was literary trembling then. The sensation of being absolutely naked outdoors was intoxicating, and I strove not to think about the chance of somebody else’s coming to where I was.
I had a novel with me, so I located a bigger and much more comfy rubble, lay on it and began reading and having some remainder in general. The sun was shining, the waves were lapping against the shoreline, the coastline was unifying into space, small yachts and motorboats took their sluggish ramble over the waves. The feeling was calm and relaxing, and little by little I began to feel more comfortable. After a while I felt the need to pee. It was then that I recalled about the post I once read about an experiment carried out on a group of people to whom it was indicated to pee in their pants for a considerable amount of cash. Regardless the amount was really notable, no one could bring themselves to do this. Same occurred to me: I slid off the rubble, squatted and simply couldn’t do it! And I truly needed to After all, I really could go a little bit farther and do my thing hiding behind the rubbles. But I felt inexplicably stubborn. So I put on my trousers, then lowered them and let the conditional reflexes take over. While I squatted there relaxed doing my thing I was looking at the motorboat anchored at some distance. That was when I believed I saw something flashing in the motorboat. I felt like I bit off more than I could chew, I collected my things and dressed up very quickly, and currently I was gone with my heart still thumping in my ears.
After that I ventured another couple of sorties that were managed with much more composure. In the end I conceded to go to the beach together with the young man. It wasn’t half as scary as I had imagined it to be, as the shore was deserted and there was no one but us there. We went there for some more times, and it was only once that we happened to meet a few other folks there, but I never experienced such strong emotions again.
My friendship with the young man in question ended up fairly sadly, but I suppose that is an entirely new storyline.

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My dad tells me I have a habit of following the route less travelled, and so it was with becoming a nudist.

When I was sixteen one of my mates, Tony, proposed we go and take a look in the neighborhood nude beach. Not having seen a real live naked girl before I quickly agreed and we set off.
I was not comfortable with this and said we should go down onto the beach and sit in the bunch. Tony said that would be too weird so we stayed hidden for about twenty minutes, and I saw my first nude woman (and my fiftieth, all on the one day).
Walking home Tony inquired, What do you really think makes folks would like to go nude on a beach?
I said I wasnt sure, but there must be something to it otherwise why would there be so many folks on an out of the way beach. Nevertheless, in the back of my head was a idea that perhaps I’d like to attempt, but would I have the nerve.
The thought continued to grow and enjoy most beginners I started sleeping nude when possible, and wondering round the house nude when the opportunity arose. This had me becoming more comfy bare, but the thought had grown to a urge to try the nude beach.
So, six weeks after my first visit I was back at the beach determined that I would be naked in the sunshine. I laid out my towel, took off my top and shorts, but could not go any further. I couldn’t tell myself to take off my Speedos so I sat there hoping for inspiration.
Over an hour after I still had not progressed, when three girls, just several years older than me, laid out their towels next to me and seconds later were nude.

There’s probably a 120 members on this shore, why would yours be unique. If you’re not definitely going to be naked you probably shouldnt be here.
Her buddies where nodding in approval, so I got up and went for a swim hopeful of finding guts to drop my swimmers. It didnt come I packed up my things and headed home.
Later that afternoon my girlfriend, Anna, asked me where I was during the day. I told her about where I ‘d been when she asked, Have you been down there with Tony perving on the naked girls again?
No, I was trying to find out what it’s like being naked on the beach?
What? Were you down there naked? she inquired.
No, I not could convince myself to drop my trousers.
Well, maybe we can try again tomorrow, she said.
Tomorrow morning you, and I, go to the shore and attempt for an all over tan. Perhaps if you have some support you may be a courageous lad.
So the following morning the two of us walked round the path to the seashore, as with every measure the butterflies grew in my stomach. We climbed down onto the beach and took up position close to the middle in the high tide mark.
With the 20 or so naked folks, it suddenly looked quite crowded. We laid out our towels and dressed down until I was in my swimming costume and Anna in her pink bikini.
Are you going to take those away? she said.
Im going wait awhile, Im a bit unsure right now.
OK, we can lie here and talk.
Anna afterward laid face down and we chatted about all the things adolescents wander around, discussing who of our friends were likely to become couples, which couples were breaking up and our strategies for the rest of the summer holidays.
Anna afterward asked me to reverse the ties of her bikini top and also the conversation continued as it had before. Shortly after she lifted onto her elbows showing the profile of a lightly tanned breast, though the tan lines of her bikini stood in contrast.
We continued talking and people continued to file onto the seashore, plus a real crowd was beginning to form. There were also a substantial variety of yachts and motor boats taking up moorings in the bay. Some of these boats had just one guy on board, while others had whole families on board, including some with kids the same age as Anna and I. The common theme was that nearly all on board were naked.
Anna proposed a swim and jumped to her feet leaving her bikini top lying on the towel. I must have shown my surprise, as she grabbed my hand and said, Come on slow poke, get into the water.
Peter, have you noticed we are the only two folks on the shore wearing costumes? she said.
Yes, but
Why dont we take them off in the water and swim about for some time and see how we feel?
Yes, but
There was no argument Anna had her bikini bottom off in a single motion and was then tugging at the side of my swimmers.
Its OK I may do this myself. So I did and for the very first time, since I was two years of , I was nude in public.
The water was cool, as it always is in the weeks before Christmas but the heat of the day more than made up for the little chill getting in. Visibility under water, without mask and snorkel, was practical, however just really clear enough to see where rock and sand joined, we could not see any detail like fish and coral that would have been apparent with some equipment.
While swimming, I’d hung our swimmers around my neck, so they did not accidentally disappear, and we always remained in at least waist depth water. Anna appeared completely at ease in the water, flitting her bottom each time she glided underwater. I wasn’t that comfortable, but the veil of water supplied some security. Finally we determined it was time to get out. I eased my swimmers back on to leave the water and Anna gave me a look of pained despair, but she put her bottoms back on and we went and laid back on our towels.
I towelled off, and re-laid my towel to lie in the sun. Anna just dropped down on her towel, rung the water from her long blond hair, and laid back.
Are you really comfy? I mean, topless in front of all these individuals, I mumbled.
Yeah, why? Is it a problem?
No, not at all. Merely asking, thats all.
Well relax a bit, topless on a nude beach is no huge deal. Its not like keeping your swimmers on would be.
Not simply yet.
Dont worry about it, Im just ribbing you. Can you get my water bottle out and hair brush out of my beach bag? she asked.
I needed to stand to get her things out and when I’d found the beverage bottle, I turned to find Anna slipping from her bikini and stretching out on her beach towel.
Are you comfy? I mean, bare in front of all these individuals, I said.
Yeah, why?
No, not at all. Only asking, thats all.
Well relax a little, naked on a nude beach is no huge deal.
I looked up, I looked down, I looked all around, and I was the only man on the beach that wasn’t naked. What where my options I handed Anna her drink, sat down, slipped off my costume and immediately rolled onto my belly.
Anna giggled and I said Whats funny Im naked arent I.
Yes, but Ive never seen anyone with this kind of white bum!
Then I found the region that had been covered by Annas bikini bottom was the same light tan as her breasts, and the penny finally dropped.
Yes, with Mum, Dad and my sister many times, but I wouldnt come here on my own.
So you have an all over tan?
Yeh we tend to not worry much about clothes round the house or across the pool.
So your family would be nudists then?
Yes, they’re and so are you now!
And I have been ever since.

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It absolutely was my first encounter at a “Landed Nudist Club”.

It was at a rustic facility currently called Drake’s Ridge in very rural Southern Indiana. I arrived early Friday evening with strategies to camp Friday and Saturday nights. I ‘d a Nissan pickup with a high-rise cap which I ‘d outfitted as a one guy sleeper for camping. It turned out to be a warm late spring day along with the weather seemed like was going to be wet. I checked in, and was assigned a place to camp. I instantly undressed before I did anything else. After all, that was why I was there.
When I has finished setting up my “campsite” I wandered around the grounds a bit. There were not a lot of folks there yet, but the ones who were, were fairly friendly. As it got dark, I wasn’t really prepared to go to bed yet.
It was still drizzly, but not chilly at all. Still, I believed that a fire may be nice to drive off the dampness. With that thought I got a book from my things and headed for the lodge. Indoors there were several chairs and sofas in a semi circle around the fireplace. I put my towel down on one (nudists consistently carry towels to sit down on), sat, and opened up my novel. People wandered in and out, and I spoke to several them, including Ellen, the owner/manager who was still waiting for people to come and check in.
It was during this time a van pulled up outside and in came a family. They consisted of Mother and Dad with three children. The kids were clearly fidgety after the vehicle ride, along with the parents looked like two people who had worked all day before beginning on their weekend trip, in other words; tired. It was not awfully late yet, so the parents sat down on a sofa opposite me and began to relax. The children, on the other hand were in no mood to take a seat. As children usually do, they had their own program.

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“Mother, can we visit the frog pond?” After a moments consideration she responded, “That’s fine, but take off first.”
I was immediately struck by several thoughts. First of all was, “What a really peculiar thing to hear a Mother say to her kids in a public place. The second thing was, “That makes a lot of sense.” It wouldn’t matter a bit if the kids got wet and muddy playing in the rain. They would rinse right away. Here was a Mom who wouldn’t have lots of laundry to do after the weekend. My third realization was a feeling of belonging. I was eventually in a world that made sense to me. I was one of a group who’d managed to lay aside the artificial, and live in ways which was comfortable and natural.

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I used to be much less cautious than I am now.

I have in the past gone naked on sometimes fairly busy Spanish shores, carrying nothing and walking purposefully past them for several miles. It’s not prohibited there. People would notice, but few looked at all bothered. Just once did anyone (a man) item on the particular grounds that kids might see me. As we know, children take no notice of simple nudity, but I did feel worried because I subsequently felt exposed and had no means at all to cover-up.
I sometimes experienced groups of two or three girls expressing obvious acceptance that I was bare, not that I was searching for that. I always avoided single women who weren’t naked or top- so as not to make them feel uncomfortable or threatened. It was interesting to monitor how some couples saw me naked and then removed their clothes. That was before.
In the interests of not causing offence and not giving naturism a bad name even if legal I have altered my strategy to public nudity to be much less evident. Just like Pete, I agree hiking is a lot more entertaining compared to the seashore. I also use quieter Spanish shores where few people pay any attention besides merely detecting, some see me and do the same! Hiking in Spain, it’s really silent the opportunities of running into someone are low. Hiking in the united kingdom the chances are higher. If alone I ‘ve tend to evaporate off into the bushes, feeling nervous since I have zero wish to offend but scared it might be taken as more than simple nudity.
Doing a Spencer Tunick setup has given me a different pespective on the way the Brits see nudity. 1700 individuals went bare for many hours in a city in the name of “art”. Most were not naturists and were quite nervous at first. I do not go bare on UK shores unless lying on my belly in a silent place. If someone keeps on walking towards me I don’t normally worry about it, since it’s their option and I am on a really wide large seashore, but if it is narrower I sit down and am unobtrusive until they’ve passed.
If I see a lonely girl I often cover up as we get closer so she is able to feel “safe”. No one in the UK has ever objected or appeared piqued. Occasionally they’ve been obviously amused, so I simply say hello.

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You might wonder why I do not use nudist beaches quite frequently. The key answer is straightforward. They’re giving naturism a bad name.

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