Over the years we have all heard outrageous and funny stories about nudists. These stories are passed along, usually at conventions or parties, and more often than not, late in the evening while sharing a warm fire, a warm drink, and maybe even a marshmallow or two.
AANR-West is collecting these stories, so that they remain available for future generations to share and delight.
We welcome any stories you may wish to contribute to our efforts Here are a few for your enjoyment.
Our Nude Camping Trip to Visit Ancient Petroglyphs - By Peter Connolly
"We cannot adequately appreciate this aspect of nature if we approach it with any taint of human pretense. It will elude us if we allow artifacts like clothing to intervene between ourselves and this Other. ... To apprehend it, we cannot be naked enough. ... In wildness is the preservation of the world." - Henry David Thoreau, Walking
Thoreau reminds us of this simple yet important pleasure. This was our experience on Saturday of our 3 day desert campout, as we walked, without clothes, 6 miles across the desert in the Rodman Mountains Wilderness area. Ostensibly our goal was to locate more ancient Petroglyph sites further from our camp. But in reality the best reward was the au-natural hike itself.
At Home Clothes Free - My Experience (A Female Perspective)
This is about at home nudism. I just thought to tell my story and wrote my thoughts. I hope you like it.
When I was a little girl I lived in my home country of Greenland. It’s not a good place for nudists, even with global warming making the ice retreat.
The Day I Got Lost Hiking Nude
By Rod W.
Attention all nudists! When you go hiking, always bring a compass…and a towel! I learned this lesson the hard way.
It was late spring in 2001 and I decided to explore the hills above the new Elysium property in Malibu, California. Elysium had relocated just a few months earlier from its 30-year home in Topanga after the daughters of its late founder, Ed Lange, decided to sell. Betty and Sandy Meltzer, longtime Elysium Board members, had purchased 27 acres of mostly undeveloped land about 20 miles to the west and relocated the nudist resort there.
My First Time
By Gary Mussell
My first nudist experience came by accident when I was 32 years old. Prior to that, I had been raised in a very modest family where my mother forbid my father to have Playboy Magazines in the house (I found out years later he did anyway.) Nevertheless, as a teen I was always curious about it and on those rare occasions when I found myself home for a few hours alone while my parents and younger brother and sisters were off on some family outing, I tried out being without clothes for an hour here or an hour there. It felt comfortable, but I never dreamed I would ever try it in front of others. Still, skinny-dipping was on my mental “Bucket List” to try sometime in my life when – or if – I ever could summon the courage.
Nude Sailing to the California Channel Islands
By Peter Connolly
There is something primal that stirs the soul when melding naturism and the ocean. What better way to experience this but sailing with only the sound of the ocean wind passing across your bare skin?
Each summer, I invite my personal friends and members of my naturist club, the Southern California Naturist Association (SCNA) and their guests, to join me for a nude sailing weekends to the pristine beauty of the Channel Islands National Park, off the coast of Southern California. Home port for my 32-foot sail boat named Talismen, technically a “sailing sloop,” is Channel Islands harbor in Oxnard, about an hour’s drive north of Los Angeles.
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