I was out walking naked in the woods just today, rounded a bend, and came upon a mountain biker who was as shocked as I was.
Maybe I should have said, "G'day mate"!!! Then maybe he'd think I was from Down Under, and that maybe this was natural there!
i wandered away from the group. it was really easy to get naked cause we were going to the beach after that.
so i wandered away till i couldnt see them anymore, then i went a little farther. wnet the river bended so i sure that they wouldnt see me, i checked around for signs of people being here recently or even living near here.
then i took of my shirt and began to get really nervous, then pulled of my shorts and underwear.
it fellt so good and strange at the same time. being nude out in the open with no where to run an hide incase someone passes, all that open space around me.
it felt so good to have the water running all over me and the sun warming places.
but it was short lived cause the group had to go back soon.
Yes "Nudebushwalker" there's something about being naked in wild places that somehow heightens your awareness of what's around you. I find I am more receptive to the sights, sounds, smells, and atmosphere of a place.
Yes, I have been bare in nature here in the hills of West Virginia. It is fun with a friend. But there is always chance of coming accross other hikers. The area that I used to walk in has been cleared out so much that you can see for almost a mile in any direction.
... if I meet anyone when 'walking nude, just nod (and smile too, especally if its a woman <-; ), say "g'day" and keep on walking.. (don't act guilty or ashamed about anything, as that's unnecessary and unwarranted) - with my shorts and t-shirt packed away, there's no point in even trying to get dressed.
I love bushwalking (hiking/tramping/rambling, in other parts of the world...) and mountain-biking "au naturel" - the best, and most natural, way to commune with nature - whenever and wherever I can..
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Walk softly and carry a big stick. I love to find out of the way trails where I can lose the clothes. Warnings about mountain lions while in Colorado slowed me a bit, but didn't stop me. It also pays to listen closely. You never know who may be rounding that next turn. . . . and dirt bike approach very quickly. Nearly got run over once.