My Story

I was not raised in a nudist family but I ‘d 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 learned about view 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 started going to nude resorts. I found that 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 sound hard to trust but that is the truth. We made amazing friends and my family became members to that club and even now we keep our membership at a closeby club.

I simply wish the people could see that we’re normal, regular folks who only chance to relish relaxing without clothes on our time off. My grown daughter has heaps of self confidence about herself and part of the reason is that she knows what real women look like and does not feel insecure about herself. That’s an immediate consequence of her being raised in a nudist family. I think that if more people tried it they would see what I am referring to.

Hiking In The Nude

Having experienced public nudity on occasion before, I am no stranger to that feeling of once experienced, never going back. Nonetheless, I started noticing narratives about hiking nude out west and in the Alps, first in Wikipedia, then elsewhere, seven years back.

What a easy, rational idea that could not possibly fly on the east shore, or so I believed. I needed to attempt it (bucket list if you will). Like skinny dipping in the breeze 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 that the encounter was transforming, like that of finding the independence liberalization and peace of nudity for the very first time, all over again.

Since that fateful instant, I’ve hiked, backpacked, and camped hundreds of miles on the distant trails of the northeast, in all sorts 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 the snow. I one day hiked in the nude legally and without troubling anyone, in a city (Toronto…CO beach and immediate surroundings off season in November).

Being in the nude in the wilderness is a life affirming outdoor activity that has few competitors in my modest opinion. It sharpens your senses and your awareness of your natural surroundings and those creatures that share this little part of the universe with us. Additionally you soon recognize how fantastically adept our bodies are, as delivered by our Creator, at adapting the challenges of our surroundings. Sweat direction is a wind. Animals of the woods 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 evenly taking each others’ right to be there. Finally I spoke up and apologized to Mr Moose for startling him, the same greeting that I usually use in my infrequent meetings with cloths. With that he took one final unconcerned look at me and ambled away, crashing through the underbrush.


Long distance hikers are accepting, even encouraging, of my taste. I choose my times and locations, so as to avoid having to clarify the many delights of hiking in the buff to anxious parents with kids in tow. Section of the ethic of this form of outdoor recreation is recognition and regard for the feelings of others less comfortable with the thought. I go out of my way to avert “clothed confrontations”. Alas, life is not perfect and those occasional “sightings” by unsuspecting others, of my unadorned body have been pleasant and favorable events. Once seen, I never cover up(sends incorrect message) Freehiking can be a social or a solo activity. It suits my lifestyle and work schedule as it can be tucked into my days away, spontaneously as time permits, most any time of the year.

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Freehiking is worth adding to your bucket list. – Dan

Randolph, Massachusetts
First Time

I was in the park in a wooded area. It was concealed. I took my clothes off 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 encounter was at a clothing-optional hot tub in Quad Cities, Iowa. Before arriving I understood that the bathtub would be Clothes Optional, but I believed that meant that a few of the folks would choose the choice of being naked and some would take the the alternative of wearing a bathing suit. I would choose to do the latter, although I really had not a problem seeing my pals nude.

When I was brought to the bath, I saw that EACH ONE of the people who live in the bath was nude. WHAT TO DO??? I thought “What the heck. I’ll 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 wedge into my small holiday time.

Finally, in 1999 I retired and I’ve lived for the previous 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 ago 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. My mother was watching TV in the den and I wondered what her reaction would be if I went around naked. So I went in the room where she was and sat down right across from her. She asked me why I was not dressed and I told her I was more comfortable not wearing clothes. She said that was ok with her if I needed to be a nudist.

Then I went in the back yard and sun bathed naked. I have been a nudist all these years but my wife does not comprehend it. I go naked in my house as often as possible, even when her friends visit.

St. Louis, Missouri

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