Month: June 2014

Nudism by necessity

Originally posted on Jillian Page: Reflections on life in the global village:
It’s one of those days . . . hot and sticky. I’m not complaining. We long for days like these all winter . . . which is very long in these parts. And summer is far too fleeting. But it’s here now, and it’s too hot to wear clothes. Though, I will have to put something on for a couple of hours when I drive to the village to pick up some groceries. But it won’t be much. And after that, it will be a clothesless weekend for me. A songbird is singing outside my window, the lake is barely rippling . . . Summertime and the living is easy . . . Freeze frame . . . If only I could (selfishly) stop the Earth from spinning today . . . Sigh . . . I really must look into moving to California because I want this sort of weather all year. And I would fit in with the Beverly Hills crowd,…

Active Naturists team gets gold at the Bouncing Buns trail race :-)

Originally posted on Active Naturists:
Last weekend my friends and I teamed up for the naked trail race at Sunny Rest naturist resort in Pennsylvania, and we scored two trophies, including the absolute first! Yes, one of us, Casey, ran that tough 6km trail in just 27 min 47 sec. David brought another trophy for the 4th male under 39 years old (8th total).  I was 13th, but I was happy I could run the race at all, as I wasn’t sure how my ankle would feel still not fully recovered from the injury that I got after I was run over by car in January. This was my third year attending the race, and although the route have gotten shorter from 7 to 6km, it has also acquired some steep slopes this time. Probably for this reason, besides the injury, my result was 3min longer than last year despite a shorter track. It’s a pity another prize-winning ‘Team America’ from last year didn’t show up this time, but there was more than enough competition with 159 participants. I was also recognized by one…

Заповедный лес и пляж мыса Мартьян в Крыму

Originally posted on Active Naturists:
 English Это одно из немногих мест Южного Берега Крыма, где некогда типичный для этого региона сухой субтропический лес встречается с морем, да ещё и остался в  почти что нетронутом состоянии. Удивительно красивое место, которым можно насладиться будучи и натуристом, и натуралистом! ЮБК это самая северная точка с субтропическим климатом, будучи защищённым от Крымскими горами от северных ветров и благодаря смягчающему зиму Чёрному морю, и на мысе Мартьян это сразу заметно по растительности средиземноморского типа. (В Никитском ботсаду по соседству таких растений ещё больше, но они там не дикие, естественно.) Типичный пример – земляничное дерево. Я не удержался отдохнуть на низких ветвях одного из них, ведь его свежая гладкая кора приятна на ощупь, будто бархат. Жаль только плоды ещё не созрели к тому времени! Свой первый поход в этот заповедник я начинал здесь, где я также уплатил входной билет, но оттуда было нелегко добраться до пляжа через скалы. Уже на пути обратно я обнаружил, что было бы удобней идти по тропе, начиная из другой точки. В любом случае, до отправных точек можно…

Athena, Farewell

Originally posted on The Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society:
For the past four years, anytime we wanted to take a break from the great outdoors (whether it was too cold or too hot or too wet or whatever), we’ve retreated to Athena Spa, a two-story refuge in midtown near Madison, where they let us take over one of the floors and roam free. We’d hang out reading in the Hwangto dome sauna or inhaling the burning, herbaceous steam in the wet room or sipping drinks and nibbling tasties in the lounge or getting the kinks worked out of our backs and shoulders and butts and calves by their talented masseuses. All naked, of course. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen six or eight or a dozen New Yorkers, many of whom have never met before, walk in off the street, take off every stitch they’re wearing, and luxuriate in the combined bliss of pampering for the body and sparkling conversation for the soul. Well…nothing lasts forever, alas, and after more than a decade of chasing winter chills and…