It was one of those things that had been parked somewhere in the back of my mind for a while, what would it be like to visit a nude beach? As the season comes to a close here in this part of the world, it’s probably a good time to look back on what it was like for me to finally answer that question.

I’ve no doubt that everyone’s first experience is always the most memorable. It was a Monday afternoon in late May and there actually weren’t a lot of people there, just a handful as I recall. I found myself a spot over out of the way, lay out my towel, and with surprising ease off came the clothes. There were no shaky hands or elevated heartbeat. It’s interesting how comfortable I was with the whole situation. At the same time it was relaxing, invigorating, exciting, and liberating. For a first experience it was a great afternoon just lying there in the sun taking it all in, walking around a bit but not too much. I distinctly remember being reluctant to leave and come home but you know what they say about all good things.

Since that initial afternoon I’ve been back on several occasions. We have access to 2 beaches here about 45 minutes north of the city. They happen to be right next to each other, separated by a channel. While both have accepted nude use areas, one is more of a confined area while the other is stretched out over a longer section of beach and provides for a decent walk if that suits you. Just have some decent footwear and watch the rocks though.

As the summer wore on I had the opportunity to try a number of different activities out but generally kept to myself while there as that tends to be my nature. I even paid a visit to an open house at a local clothing optional camp ground at one point. An enjoyable experience and I seriously considered joining but I don’t know if that’s for me quite yet. We’ll have to see.

Here we are 4 months later and how have I emerged from the other end of this experience? Well I’d have to say that it’s been overwhelmingly positive. I’d definitely say that it helped me relax and relieve stress and I’m certainly much more comfortable with myself now and barely give a thought to being naked around others. Not as a direct result of this little adventure but I’ve even managed to lose a bit of weight which never hurts either.

I guess I haven’t approached the realm of being a “social nudist” yet if I ever will. The enjoyment I get out of the experience is spending time outdoors relaxing and maybe reading a book or having the chance to walk. It’s certainly not about the tan for me so I’ll keep slapping on that SPF 45 and enjoying the moment, wherever and whenever it may be.

It’s been a blast but damn, it’s gonna be a long wait until next spring.

- October, 2005

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