My lovely wife and I and 6 other couples that are good buddies have been going to the

Burningman Festival in the Black Rock Desert of Northern Nevada since 1997.

It is not billed as clothing optional but is…nudity is as accepted as it is expected. The bunch this year will probably be about 50,000 individuals and during the day around 20% will be and around 60% will be at least partially naked. The percentage of nude people is higher in the early mornings before people get into their costumes. Naked people are completely tolerated and, actually, not even noticed much since the costumes that so a lot of people wear are really so creative and extraordinary as is the giant graphics and fire art that’s what the occasion is really all about.

The event is not for everybody.

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You camp in an extremely unpleasant desert for a week and all you have to eat, drink and stay healthy and cozy have to be brought in by you…nothing except ice and java is for sale on the desert. The individuals who handle the occasion need first-timers to read their “Survival Guide” so that no one shows up unprepared for the states.

The folks in our group bring some awesome costumes, as do most attendees, but we also go around nude when we’re just seeing the art. Burningman is most likely THE largest blend of clothed and naked people in the world during the week it runs. (From 1 week before Labor Day to Labor Day.) We can actually say that we’ve never had, seen or even heard of any negative comments or reactions to the nudity from the cloths at the event.

Incorrect Locker Room?

I have never done it, but I have been surprised by a girl in the inappropriate spot.

There were 4 high school boys who had come to swim at the gym with a couple girl friends or sisters, and they were showering and steaming and taking their time to get done while the women got more and more impatient outside waiting to go home.

Eventually, among the women threatened to enter to get them. All four were buck naked, rare for .za youths in our locker rooms these days, and thought the idea hilarious and so one of them told her to attempt it. They were still laughing their butts off when she did, and she got more than an eyeful. I’ve never seen such a change in mood – the four men went into a whole tailspin, diving for cover and towels. She gave me a quick “sorry” on her way out, presumably somewhat embarrassed at having found someone besides her four friends in there.

Wow, the lads were troubled. They did not find of sympathy very fun, either. I think they were expecting I’d have been annoyed and kicked up a fuss and told the lady/s away and consequently given them something else to talk about instead of what envision was a quiet ride home and much discussion at school the following day.

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Gunnison Beach – 6 A.M.I was raised in a house where nudity was no huge deal.

We sometimes would swim nude in our pretty private backyard, and nudity in the house was, although not encouraged, surely not frowned on either.

As an adult there was never much opportunity to revisit those carefree moments of youth. I traveled a good bit with my work and learned of the approved nude beach at Sandy Hook, NJ.

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Finally I was in that place immediately and took the opportunity to go to the beach before starting . I got to the beach sometime around 6 a.m. and the beach was abandoned and chilly. I sat in my clothing on the sand and watched the sun come up. About 7:30 it got warm enough to take my clothing away and appreciate the sun, the sound of the surf and the wind. By then a number of early risers had arrived at the shore, but it was still largely deserted. I just had an hour or so on the seashore before I needed to begin my day.

I appreciated the sense of being naked in nature so much that I went back to the shore after my appointments were finished and enjoyed the remaining part of the day on the considerably more busy shore, watching the sun go down before I left. At no time did I feel uncomfortable being bare in the business of other bare folks. Perhaps becoming a little used to it in the morning before the crowds came helped a bit, but I believe that if you approach nudism from the proper standpoint it isn’t a sexually charged experience and so there is actually nothing to be uncomfortable about. When you haven’t attempted it yet, I’d encourage you to give it a try. Its certainly amazing.

I’ve since been back to the shore many times and joined a nonlanded club where we have been able to enjoy day trips to landed clubs in the area. It’s all great but my favourite place continues to be the seashore with its surf and sand!

-Ryan N.
Baltimore, Maryland
Waited Too Long

My whole adult life thus far has been subjected to rules designed to prevent embarrassment to the “business.” I’ve needed to play by everyone else’s rules. Well for the very first time I decided to take my first step of “independence” and took a trip to Haulover Beach. WOW! What a sense relief! To be there, with all those wonderful people who had no care what others thought of them…and there I was with them. How wonderful it was to feel the sun on my entire body. Swimming in the ocean without the confinement of a swimsuit. So satisfying. I can’t wait for my next visit. Sadly, here in Miami there are not any clothes optional communities, so I am planning a vacation to one in Central Florida. I can not wait. I’m so thrilled with my new found life.

Miami, Florida
First time at nudist camp!

I was told about bare camp. Was interested! Didn’t go the first year but the next I did go. What a freeing experience! I joined AANR the very next week and this year became an Associate member! I love it so much that I do proudly say I’m a nudist!

-Deb S.
Minneapolis, Minnesota

The chance of visiting a nudist club fell into my lap unexpectedly. In those days I was dating my wife Claudia, but we had not taken a step forward. We were just building up the camaraderie in those days. Afterward out of a blue I was having tea at her place, when her mother entered. Soon we got acquainted, then her mom mom asked me if I want to join her and Claudia over the weekend at a bare resort. I found myself saying YES.All she counseled me was to feel friendly with everyone.

The next Saturday morning we were on our way. When we reached there, all I can say it was a bare forest, but very well kept.

Shortly they both got there, clothing away as if it was regular routine. I too needed to take off. I was shy a bit, but to my shock no one troubled to look at me. Claudia’s mom, seeing me hesitating a bit, offered to show me the resort. I was surprised to see nude ladies/ women playing volleyball, other sports and swimming with nude guys. Not only this but men shooting photos of their family in nude. This made me feel comfortable.

All I can declare is it was a best weekend I ever had. I felt healthy, and noticed that I ‘d developed more self-assurance. Now My lovely wife and I are regular members of that resort. We’ve made many friends there. I suggest to all or any people all over the world take a rest and provide your life an opportunity to change.

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Greatest auto ride ever

I consider my first time experience to be when my(then future) wife and I were taking a road trip to Canada. It was in 1989 and we were driving up Interstate 81 through New York. It turned out to be a wonderful day. My wife was driving the car and we had the windows down. We were both merely enjoying the ride as well as the gorgeous landscape that was passing by and I started to get the feeling that I was wearing an excessive amount of clothes so I kicked off my shoes and got out of my top.

We drove along for a little while more and I started slipping my pants away. My wife looked at me and asked, “what are you currently doing?” told her I was getting cozy. Not long after that I slipped out of my undies, and was cruising up Interstate 81 naked as a Jay bird.

It was excellent! My wife thought I was crazy. I believe she still does but she’s stuck with me for nearly 20 years.

Now I recognize that wasn’t a group nudist encounter but it was the first time I declared myself a person who likes to be naked. I do have to likewise include that that car ride was the greatest memory I have of that excursion.


Several years back, when I was just beginning to

research social nudism, I was travelling across the state for a meeting or something. My route took me very close to that I’d needed to see. So I called ahead and arranged for a tour. I pulled off the main highway, and down the ever increasingly smaller road. I was not wearing much to begin with, and pulled off the rest about half way down the little road. Finally I reached the entrance, and pulled in to a parking space in front of the office.

Since this was a nudist resort, I saw no need for clothes, and got out of the vehicle, and walked into the office absolutely naked. I walked in to find the man behind the desk was clothed, in addition to the two couples in line ahead of me. I felt extremely NEKKID! He concluded with the first couple and we smiled at each other as they departed. more asked if I was the one there for the tour. He said there would be someone here shortly. I was a little nervous, but no one appeared to care that I was naked.

A couple of instants after, I heard something outside the doorway, and turned to look.

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In walked a family of five. Husband and wife, with their three children two boys and also a girl that were between 18 and 16. All five of them were totally naked and barefoot only like me. It made me feel a lot better. My tour guide showed up just after that, and we were gone.

It turned out to be a peculiar encounter, but I recall it well.

It’s tough to know precisely when or where my first bare experience was like except being very young playing in the water.

I used to be a member of a club where my favourite spot and activity was to swim laps in the pool. It felt free being there without a swimsuit. Back then work used up much of my time, nevertheless, those trips were well worth the drive because it was a spot which enabled me to become more socially & spiritually joined with the few really special people there. It was pleasant to attend an occasion; although it was the nature and quiet times I enjoyed the greatest. Being there looked like a ‘small piece of paradise’.
Frequently there were times, while driving freely down the frontage road on hot summer days, the highway to the right was crowded with cars inching their way to the beach. I’d chuckle inside thinking . . . if only the folks knew of this better area just around the bend! My philosophy of naturism is that all of us are born naked since this is natures way of saying it’s totally natural to be naked. ‘s also the most comfortable way to be also. Being able to swim without clothing and to feel the cool water, the breezes, and open air, even the raindrops — this has been among the most freeing experiences Ive ever known. It is especially pleasant in the shared business of special friends.
After reaching my 30s I got a better sense of myself and started accepting my imperfections. When the 40s came around, I stop caring so much about what other folks might be saying or believing. Being a part of the naturist community has taught me to be more accepting of horny beach teens and also of others. I consider there is a good deal to be gained from this, i.e. shedding the covers of insecurity and showing there’s nothing to conceal. This has also made me a happier man.
If it weren’t for a longtime mutual friend, I’d never known the Clothesfree website existed either. Since then I Have learned a good deal by reading the varied issues discussed here.

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The most courageous thing I ever did naked? Well how about among the bravest….well, in fact it was more impulsive than courageous.

A number of years back I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I would ride my bike for 20-30 minutes through the neighborhood. Generally I wore sneakers, a tshirt and short pants.

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Well this special morning I donned my tennis shoes just – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the daybreak.

The typical morning in our area at 5 AM was just a couple of autos with folks finding their way to the highway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I normally only drove through…usually no cars around. Well a couple of automobiles were coming so needed to halt. And then a car pulled up next to me with three girls in the auto. They discovered my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said nudism in public and they all laughed. I did too. So off I went but turned from my normal route to lesser traveled streets…and they followed. This went on for a few streets and I eventually stopped. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I tempted them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a good laugh. I never saw them again. It was quite comic, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I suppose my susceptibility were rather apparent! But, to tell the truth, I wonder what I would have done had they shown up prepared to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on several other occasions but only when it was a little dimmer than on this specific morning.

I think the most awkward one happened soon after we were married.

My in laws lived nearby, and also would regularly call in .

One sunny morning while I was working nude in the backyard my father-in-law walked round the corner of the home, and was right near me before either of us had the opportunity to prevent the position.

I stopped shovelling and tried to stand “strategically” whilst carrying on a somewhat aawkward conversation for some minutes.

Then he went indoors to see my wife (his daughter). We (wife and I) laughed about it afterwards, but it was never spoken of between me and F I L!

Oddest and most liberating was being in a crown of 4,300 naked people posing bare in central Melbourne for Spencer Tunick in October 2001 – at some point of the morning it occurred to me that whatever our race, we are much more similar than we’re different – a pretty serious and comforting idea coming after the horror of September 11!

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Introduction to Nudism

I was helping set up security for the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta. I was at the Hard Rock Cafe in Atlanta talking with a couple. Told them I needed to get away for the weekend. They gave me a number and name to call of a fine resort close by that had a pool, hot tub and incredibly friendly folks. As they left they told me it was a nudist resort.

I thought about it and decided to attempt it and went that weekend. Adored the experience and also the folks I met. They made me feel so welcome and everything appeared so natural. When my daughter came down to work security with me I told here where I’d gone and she needed to go with me.

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We went the following weekend and spent two days there. We were solicited and even though we could proceed to the opening Olympic service free, we watched it on a TV in the motor home of a family who were teachers from California while relaxing at Hidden Valley nudist resort in Georgia.

We went there another time before we had to leave Georgia. When we got up to the New England place we visited some local nudist resorts and felt at home. My lovely wife and I now live in a nudist resort in Florida, and my daughter visits each year to live the nudist lifestyle.

-Don W.
Hudson, Florida
First Time

June 1st, 2009. I made my way to Mira Vista Resort in Tucson, signed in, took my clothes away and roamed about the Resort. I introduced myself and admitted that this was my first (public) experience as a nudist. Nancy said “Show me your tush!” I turned around and was pronounced a “cotton tail.” What a delightful and gracious opening and welcome to the nudist community!

Sierra Vista, Arizona
My Biggest Regret

Being naked has ever been quite natural to me, I can recall when I was perhaps 4 or 5 only needing to be nude. Nothing has changed 40 years afterwards, it simply feels “normal” to me.

I did my homework online and read as much as I could about going to a nudist resort, oh boy, was I excited! The day I set out to go was lovely and I was prepared to get nude. It was about a 2 hour drive and of course all I was thinking about was getting there and jumping in the pool nude. YIPEEE! But as I got close my tummy was becoming more distressed from my nerves. I starting thinking about turning around and heading home but just kept driving. I truly needed to feel the sun on my nude body and go swimming nude, after all it was a delightful day.

As I pulled up to the gate I thought I was really going to throw up and at that point I really needed to talk myself into going forward. When the staff replied photos of young nudists and told me to come to the office to get checked in I just kept telling myself it was going to be wonderful even though I was so nervous.

After checking in and heading to my truck I really couldn’t believe it. I was looking at naked people upward by the pool and I was about to be one of them! I stood by my truck appearing occupied for about 10 minutes without taking anything off and eventually I understood it was time to take ALL my clothing off and be free. As I wrapped my towel around my neck and made sure it covered me somewhat I shut the door of my truck and headed to the pool one slow step at a time. I was becoming more confident with every step.

I had to take a shower before getting into the pool and it absolutely was a QUICK one. The showers are about 10 feet from the pool and I bet I made it in about 2 steps after I shut the shower off. I spent the remainder of the day in floating about and LOVING every second of it. It was not my first time being naked in a pool but it was my first time being with other people naked and I am sure it revealed that it was my first time but by the time I had left that day I felt like I had known some of the people for a long time.

The reason that this excursion was such a big deal for me was because I actually don’t have the “regular” body. I’m a large man, need to lose excess weight and had feared I might be laughed at or folks would stare, but after going there now for more then 8 years (only a couple times a year) I recognized that NOBODY cares! Its not that they do not care about me, its just that nobody cares what your body looks like. I waited for such a long time to visit a nudist resort because I didn’t have the “perfect”body. I am yet to see the “perfect” body but I ‘ve meet a number of the best people I’ll ever meet in my entire life. When you are naked with other people it is as real as it gets and I’ve found that nudists are as fine as folks come.

So this is why I titled this “My Biggest Regret” because I repent that I waited so long to get out and be nude with other like-minded people. If the idea has ever crossed your mind, simply go get naked. You wont regret it.

Beach Day

from the time that I was a teenager I had always learned about nudist beaches and camps, but I never knew where to find them. This was before the Internet age. In the mid ’90s I had access to the Internet and chat rooms. I met a woman on the chat website who told me about visiting a nude beach. I asked about how I could locate one in my state. She told me about a site where I could picture a guide book which describes the locations of swimming holes and seashores.

After purchasing this I read about a beach at Martha’s Vineyard. Some time after I finally had an opportunity to get out there with my at the time girlfriend. Finally I located the beach I was searching for after the ferry ride and bus ride across the island. I remember how natural everyone looked and how I was keen to join in the fun. The blanket was hardly on the earth when my clothes came off. I loved the liberating feeling of the wind on my body and being able to jump in the ocean naturally. My girlfriend finally got comfy too.

I felt like I was on a level playing field with everyone else. Since then I have been seeing nudist campgrounds and coming to the Vineyard as much as really possible. I have hated wearing bathing suits ever since.

-Paul J.
Milford, Massachusetts
My Nudist History

The following is a history of my nudist encounter with some thoughts for all those investigating nudism as a lifestyle choice:

“Nudist” A Brand New Word

I grew up in Marin County north of San Francisco and am currently a professional working in San Francisco. When I was younger I could never have imagined I ‘d ever describe myself as a nudist. I remember the very first time that I heard the term nudist. I was under ten years old and my friend Randy told me, true or not, about a lady who was stopped on the Golden Gate Bridge driving nude on her way to a “nudist colony.” The entire thing shocked me to the stage that I still remember where I was when he told me. I could not imagine why grown people would desire to be nude, notably in a location called a nudist colony. It undoubtedly was something I ‘d never be involved in.

First Time Naked Outdoors

I remember, some years afterwards, about age 12, sleeping over at Randy’s house in his backyard in sleeping bags and on a mutual dare we each walked, one at a time, naked up his long moonlit driveway. He became more daring and even rode his bike up the driveway bare. This was merely boys experimenting and playing and we understood that we did not desire to be found so there was an element of risk and fear of being found that overshadowed everything.

Personal Nudity, My Own Skin

Within a couple of years I found that easing my pajamas off after going to sleep and sleeping nude felt fantastic. It felt free and I loved the feeling of the bed sheets on my naked skin I soon started removing my clothing when my parents were outside so that I could walk across the house nude, rushing to put my clothes back on when I heard the garage door go up on their return. Again this felt fantastic but by necessity stayed my mystery. Soon, on some evenings, I managed to sneak out my bedroom window in the middle of the night and enjoy the night air nude. We lived in a built up neighborhood on a hill with open space supporting the house. At first I ‘d roam the grassy hillside in back of the house feeling the cool breezes on my skin. I particularly liked rainy nighttime. The sound of the storm made me feel more secure about not being found going out the window and I adored the feeling of rain on my naked skin. Later I would walk through the neighborhood, clothed, up to a dead end street having a more open hillside where I could throw off my clothes and walk bare in a bigger place. I knew the terrain very well and one night I was especially audacious and did a large loop walking with that area for over half a mile in a circle onto paved roads (but where homes were not built right on the road) on the other side of the hill and back to my clothes that I’d left behind. I can’t believe I did this or that, as a teenager, I didn’t get caught.

San Francisco, California