When someone tells you they’re coming to visit our vast and beautiful country, what’s the first thing you’ll suggest they see? Kangaroos? The Sydney Opera House? Bondi Beach? The Outback? Australia is known for a lot of things. After all we’re one of the most popular destinations in the world. The land down under boasts incredible tourist attractions and activities. But how about this for a crowd puller? Nude beaches. Yep that’s right. Nude beaches give new meaning to a land down under. I mean, they’re not a tourist attraction you usually find on a mainstream tourist itinerary. But we have plenty of them. So why not get your kit off, take the plunge and visit one?
Whether you’re daring and adventurous, or even just a little curious, Australia’s nude beaches are for you. Like most Australian beaches they’re bedazzlingly and beautiful. Nudists and naturists rave about them. So come on, let’s go on a nudie run through nude beach Australia to find out just how spectacular Australia’s nudist beaches are and what to expect when you’re on one.
Nudism is not a new movement or idea. It’s been around for more than 100 years. The first Olympics featured nude athletes. The first nudist colonies were set up back in 1891 in British India. They’ve been going strong ever since. Continued…Read full original article…
The day I was mistaken for a nudist “Hey Tim, are there any ocean beaches near Canberra where I can legally swim naked?” audaciously asked an email from ‘‘Celeste’’ that lobbed into my inbox a few weeks ago.
As someone who prefers a ‘togs-on’ patch of sand on which to spread my towel, I was somewhat taken aback by the next line of Celeste’s request which read, “Someone told me, you’d be just the man to know!”
After a flurry of subsequent email exchanges, it turns out my curious correspondent confused your Akubra-clad columnist’s vocation of a naturalist (one who studies nature) with that of a naturist (basically, another term for a nudist).
What’s more, after a bit of digging, due to similar spelling of the two terms, apparently Celeste isn’t the first to make the error. In fact, some nature-based businesses have felt compelled to inform their potential customers of the crucial difference.
A councillor in Australia wants the local New South Wales government to intervene after the council voted to keep a remote Byron Bay beach optional of clothing.
Councillor Paul Spooner said the decision to keep the clothing optional declaration at Tyagarah Beach showed the council was “not listening” to locals.
“They are elected as representatives for the residents and it’s clear to me that the residents of that community do not want a nude beach anymore,” he said.
Tyagarah Beach was officially made clothing optional 20 years ago after locals petitioned for a legal nude beach, and has been enjoyed by people keen for a skippy dip since then. Continued…Read full original article…
The Chairperson of Karnataka’s Women’s Commission NG Nagalakshmi Bai, in a letter to the state’s Chief Minister HD Kumaraswamy, has come up with an unusual request – a dress code for men on beaches.
Nagalakshmi’s letter was prompted by the sight of nude men she saw at Gokarna Beach earlier this month when she was there for a holiday.
“I was in Gokarna three weeks ago and observed men walking around the beach nude. They should wear at least a little bit of clothing to cover themselves up,” she said, speaking to TNM.
In her letter, Nagalakshmi told the CM that male nudity on the beach “is not only posing a threat to the safety of women and children but also a security threat (sic)”.
She called for more police personnel to be posted on beaches for security reasons. “There are many women and children, including young women who are selling items in the beach, who are affected by this. There have been accusations of sexual assault against them,” she said. Continued…Read full original article…
Sydney – A surfer who got bitten by a shark at an Australian nudist beach managed to make his break for freedom after punching the creature until it let him go, he said Saturday.
Paul Kenny was riding the waves off Samurai Beach, a naturist spot 200 kilometres (125 miles) north of Sydney, when he accidentally clashed heads with the toothsome fish, reportedly a wobbegong or a bull shark.
From wartime defence to naturism battleground From the first line of defence against a potential German invasion to becoming a more recent battleground over whether naturism should be allowed; it is fair to say Fraisthorpe Beach, near Bridlington, has a fascinating past.
Pillboxes were built along the East Coast in a bid to prevent enemy forces landing during both world wars, with the concrete blocks arranged to prevent tanks leaving the beach and restricting their movement on it.
While coastal erosion means the front line defence at Fraisthorpe have disappeared, the rear line remains intact to this day.
Fortunately the defences were never required in wartime and in recent years the beach has become more widely associated with a much less serious spat over the practice of naturism.
In 1980, the beach was designated as a naturist area but after concerns about acts of indecency during the 1990s, the designation was rescinded by the local authority.
Years of rows between naturists and the authorities followed and in 2003, a police helicopter was called out to tannoy nudists to tell them to put their clothes back on following a complaint from a member of the public. Continued…Read full original article…
Although we hate to admit it, modern Indian culture is for the most part, sexually immature. Nudity is closely associated with shame and skeptics are referred to Dr David Dhawan (full time movie director and part time psychologist) who will set them straight on izzat and nanga panga. Why just last week in Goa, we were treated to the spectacle of five gents from Tirunelveli ogling two hapless aunties chastely clad in saris who were disporting themselves in the hotel swimming pool. The situation was rendered even more piquant by the fact that the hotel staff were remonstrating with the ladies that they were inappropriately dressed; the watchmen (pun intended) were having none of it. “They are enjoying, I say, why you are giving trouble, aaanh? Po da.”
Reading Manoj Das’s short story, “The Naked”, which deals with the travails of, Nathu, an old family retainer requisitioned by the erstwhile Maharani to provide hospitality to a group of visiting European nudists at her crumbling ancestral home, brought back memories of a visit to the Costa Brava many moons ago.
Europeans are pretty blasé when it comes to nudity. Swedes majestically divest themselves of all clothing including bathrobe en route to a sauna, Germans believe a coat of sun-tan lotion is all the protection they need from the elements while the French make Adam and Eve (Saint Laurent) look over-dressed. Indians, on the other hand, tend to giggle helplessly when it comes to revealing what my friend Raymond referred to as “wedding tackle” or when sufficiently spiritually inspired as “yer family jewels, men.” Grizzled grandfathers go through paroxysms of embarrassment in changing rooms performing the shimmy shimmy shake with a towel draped around their nether regions. Continued…Read full original article…
Last week a group of GNA beach goers were lucky enough to visit Tyagarah Beach in the Byron Shire. Tyagarah Beach is located at the end of Greys Lane and is a beautiful, vast stretch of coastline in which people can freely sunbake and swim as nature intended. There is a designated “nude bathing area” as the aggressively informative sign indicates.
We swam, sunbaked and of course grabbed a cheeky photo for the gram and had a great experience here. It was a nice change from the condensed Sydney Beaches to experience the openness of the beach as well as swim in the surf and catch some waves. Overall it was a great day and we are all eager to return! Continued…Read full original article…
MANY brides stress over finding the perfect dress for their wedding.
But one woman decided to avoid the problem altogether and got married completely naked – along with her groom and guests.
Dentist Anca Arsene, 29, and her software developer husband, Valentine, 34, both tied the knot in their birthday suits on a beach in Sardinia.
While the bride wore a flowing veil and the groom sported a dapper bow tie, the professional couple ditched the traditional outfits altogether.
The ceremony took place by the turquoise ocean on the Italian island of Sardinia on July 18 this year, and the couple was even pronounced husband and wife by a naked celebrant.
Typical wedding clothes would never have suited the Romanian naturists, with Anca insisting: “It was so wonderful standing there, in such an idyllic setting with my husband, naked.” Continued…Read full original article…
Nudism and monarchy It happens that on traditionally nudist beaches, where their presence was always allowed, textiles now seem to be overwhelmingly major, as in heroic times.
On August 16, 1984, 34 years ago, a parish priest led a group of residents of Cangas de Morrazo who, with sticks and stakes, threatened some nudists camped near the beach of Barra , while the municipal police dismantled their tents and the Civil Guard was there. In Orwellian 1984, nudism had been practiced for 15 years on the beach of Barra and had recently been authorized by the competent Civil Government, that of Pontevedra.
The story of the affair made by El País named a priest from another town, not the one who actually participated. The newspaper publicly rectified that error as soon as it had news (in the Sunday edition, circulation much higher than the other days of the week), but the priest mentioned in the first information sued the journalist María José Porteiro and the publishing company of El País by intrusion in his honor. Continued…Read full original article…
A cool blustery day did little to dampen the determination of protestors at Tyagarah as almost 100 supporters visited the Nude Not Lewd beach rally throughout Sunday morning.
Though naturalists at heart, clothes were the day’s option for many as a chill wind blew along the beach, but their message was fiery hot.
Nude is not lewd.
Council is currently debating the future of clothes optional beaches in the Shire and naturists from the Byron area and beyond say they are fighting for their right to have clothes optional beaches. The protestors are adamant about everyone being able to enjoy the beach in a safe community environment. Continued…Read full original article…
In 1978 on my first holiday in Greece I paid a short visit to the island of Mykonos. Walking around the harbour I saw a notice: “Bathing costumes must be worn at all times. By order of the Mayor.” Was there some danger of freak waves that the Mayor was so anxious for us? Then I realised that what the Mayor must mean was that bathing costumes were the minimum required. From which it followed that people had been known to wear less. From which it followed that nudists actually existed in the contemporary world and not just in jokes about “nudist colonies”. If I had ventured to one of the beaches away from the town I would no doubt have encountered some, but of course I was ignorant of this.
A couple of years later in Karpathos I met an Irish couple who had been to a beach in Crete where people were apt to sunbathe naked. Every day there was a police raid. And before the strenuous walk down the beach the police of course needed to take a coffee at the beach bar. So the proprietor could send someone down the beach with the message that the police were on their way. And the police could truthfully report to their superiors: “We inspect this beach every day and there is never anybody naked on it.”
I had never understood the need to cover up and liked the idea of nudity when it was warm enough, and had occasionally sunbathed naked in a place where I could be sure of not being observed. So I was interested, you might say. But I wasn’t sure that I would be able to take off my clothes in front of a crowd of people. Then in 1984 when I visited the island of Naxos I found that one of the trips advertised by boatmen from the town harbour was a trip to “Aghia Anna Nudist Beach”. Now what was this? Of course at this time there was no Internet, and such things were not mentioned in newspapers or guidebooks. And who could I ask without embarrassment? A Nudist Beach sounded a very organised affair. I had visions of some sort of invigilator greeting me when I got off the boat and demanding that I take off my clothes there and then. Would I be able to? Continued…Read full original article…
But the cattle have just as much right to be there as the human visitors, staff at Växjö municipality’s culture and leisure department decided.
Nudists who use the dedicated beach and swimming spot at Stora Pene, Växjö, had complained that the animals’ presence was unhygienic and could pose a health risk.
The municipality cited Sweden’s extreme heat over recent months as one of the reasons landowners needed to be able to bring cows and other animals to the beach in order to cool down.
Sweden’s summer heatwave and prolonged drought has seen farmers across Sweden struggle to find food for their livestock, with some forced to send animals to slaughter early as a result. Continued…Read full original article…
Puede que ya lo hayas hecho o que sólo te haya entrado la curiosidad, pero en algún momento u otro todos nos planteamos como sería eso de pasar un día de playa sin ropa. Y es que el nudismo es un estilo de vida que busca la tranquilidad y el contacto con la naturaleza, algo que tarde o temprano nos llama la atención.
Pero aunque no lo creas, las playas nudistas también tienen sus reglas y hay que respetarlas para que los demás no se sientan incómodos u ofendidos.
Desnudarte de golpe
Si es tu primera vez en un lugar de este tipo, no te sientas presionado a desnudarte totalmente nada más llegar ya que puedes sentirse incómodo. En muchas de las playas nudistas la desnudez no es obligatoria y en las que sí lo es siempre dejan unos minutos para que las personas que acuden a ellas tengan tiempo de adaptarse. Continued…Read full original article…
It’s hard to imagine a more ideal setting that the pristine forests and beaches of Kouchibouguac National Park on New Brunswick’s Acadian coast.
But some visitors, park officials say, are taking it way too far.
Kelly’s Beach — a 25-kilometre stretch of dunes along the Northumberland Strait accessible only by a pedestrian boardwalk — is popular for its warm salt water, picturesque views, and endangered piping plovers.
But it’s also a hotspot for naturists — or nudists — who for years have enjoyed au naturel sunbathing, swimming and socializing in an isolated area south of the supervised beach.
“It does happen almost every year,” said Kouchibouguac visitor experience manager Jérôme Lussier. “Parks Canada is aware that this practice does occur at Kelly’s Beach, but it is not allowed.”
That hasn’t deterred some from letting it all hang out.
Kelly’s has been ranked among the “best nude beaches in Canada” by Cottage Life magazine, featured by photo-entertainment website the Chive as a place to find “naked Canadians,” and profiled on numerous nudist blogs. Continued…Read full original article…
I’m ON a beach on the Costa Brava. The sand is smooth and white, the sea is turquoise and clear, and there is naked flesh everywhere.
It is impossible to escape. There are families running around with bits dangling, older couples with lined folds and bronzed women slathering their bodies in factor 30. No matter where I turn I’m confronted with bums and boobs.
The sight is overwhelming. I have never seen so much nudity. In my normal London life the closest I get to public undressing is in the yoga changing rooms, or the occasional topless sunbathing session at the Hampstead ladies’ pond — where you have to put your bikini back on before you go for a swim.
In Spain that would be unthinkable: everyone goes topless on the beach, even when it’s in the centre of Barcelona. Most major beaches across the 8,000km coastline have dedicated nudist areas. Locals think nothing of stripping off on their balconies for a quick siesta/sunbathe, or skinny-dipping in a river mid-hike. As one friend told me — while standing naked at the top of a waterfall with families swimming below — “Estamos en España!” (no one cares). Continued…Read full original article…
¿Qué sería de Vera sin el turismo nudista? En Teleprensa (diario digital de Almería) he podido leer un artículo publicado recientemente por el Sr. Javier Salvador, titulado “El nudismo no es un deber en Almería”, y creo que el texto exige al menos una reflexión por mi parte y algunas replicas…
Comienza diciendo: “Las zonas turísticas siempre eclosionan por un hecho diferencial que se da en el lugar, algo que la hace distinta. Si ahora quieres triunfar en el nuevo modelo turístico de 18 a 45 años, el hecho de tener una buena ola surfeable o un viento constante para practicar el kitesurf te ayudan una barbaridad para atraer a esos jóvenes de pelo abrasado por el sol tras los que llegan verdaderas oleadas de turistas, como bien pueden contarnos desde el País Vasco o Tarifa. Pero Almería no tiene olas muy surferas que digamos, aunque alguna hay, y las cometas sólo pueden volar de vez en cuando y, cuando lo hacen, suele ser con viento en exceso así que eso, por ahora y salvo que el cambio climático nos haga un regalo envenenado, tenemos que seguir siendo fieles a nuestros referentes en el exterior, nuestros hechos embajadores diferenciales, de eso por lo que hablan de nosotros, y el nudismo por suerte o desgracia es uno de ellos“.
Más o menos de acuerdo en casi todo salvo por la última frase ¿de verdad que el nudismo puede significar una desgracia para el desarrollo del turismo en Almería? Lamentable que haya quien piensa que eso es así y es preocupante, pero lo es aún más el que haya muchas personas que olviden el pasado más reciente y no vean que gracias al nudismo Almería y Vera se han puesto en el mapa de los destinos turísticos.
El artículo continúa: “Almería sigue casi tan mal conectada con el resto del mundo como a los finales de los 70, porque salvo la autovía del Mediterráneo, no hay más cambios que mostrar en este sentido. Y fue precisamente el nudismo, poder quedarse en bolas en mitad de una playa inmensa a la que era difícil llegar, fue lo que hizo de este apartado rincón un lugar especial para una clase de turistas que, normalmente, suelen ser de un poder adquisitivo entre medio y alto”. Continued…Read full original article…
It’s was a hot and sunny Sunday in Vancouver, but a full moon — or rather, hundreds of them — were on display at Wreck Beach.
Nude bodies are nothing new at Vancouver’s world-famous clothing optional beach, but this weekend the numbers were higher than usual.
That’s because the Wreck Beach Preservation Society, a non-profit group that advocates for the preservation of the beach in its natural state, was hoping to set a world record for most buns in the water.
Unfortunately, they didn’t quite make it.
The current Guinness World Record for largest simultaneous skinny-dip — 2506 people — was just set in June by an Irish group raising money to fight breast cancer.
Families may get a bit of an eyeful when they try out Brighton’s latest tourist attraction.
A new 16-metre high rope walk and climbing tower has been approved at Peter Pan’s Adventure Golf on the seafront.
But police warned that children may be able to see nudists from the top.
Neville Wren, Designing Out Crime Officer at Sussex Police, said parents might be concerned about what their children might see.
He said: “This facility is most likely to provide activities for various age groups from school age children to adults. It is closer to the beach than Marine Drive or Dukes Mound, and from the raised platform positions it possibly provides closer views across the beach towards the Naturalist Beach nearby which in turn may cause unexpected concerns from the parents of young children.”
The section of naturist beach near the marina is signposted on the beach to warn passers by what they might see.
En Portugal son muy libres sí, pero como invitado que eres mantén el decoro hasta que estés pisando la arena de sus playas naturistas.
“En Portugal somos muy libres”, me contestaba una amiga portuguesa cuando le preguntaba por las playas nudistas del Algarve. También el director de un hotel situado allí mismo, en la barbilla de la Península Ibérica, le quitaba hierro al asunto y me instaba a transmitir que en casi cualquier playa portuguesa bastaría con situarse en uno de sus extremos para no molestar al resto de bañistas con el nudismo.
Pero no, señores, que seamos vecinos e invitados no implica que debamos saltarnos las normas a la ligera, y menos cuando puede haber una multa monetaria de por medio.
Puede que en Portugal todavía quedarse desnudo en una playa que no sea naturista no esté demasiado vigilado, pero también creíamos que pasaba los mismo con las autopistas portuguesas (de peajes electrónicos, sin barreras y sólo con cámaras que graban la matrícula), hasta que un día, de repente, empezaron a llegar las sanciones a los (espabilados) conductores españoles que creían haberse zafado del pago. Continued…Read full original article…
In 2017, we went to our first nudist beach in Adelaide, Australia. At the time, we were broiling on the Maslin beach sand, in the “clothed” area, getting up occasionally to jump in the water. Jackson found out that down the beach a little ways was an FKK (nude) beach. Curious, we walked over.
We’re always game for trying out a new experience and this one was great! We got a great tan and enjoyed getting up and taking a dip in the water without the worry of our bathing suit sticking to us.
Since Australia, we’ve explored nude beaches in Croatia, gone hiking and camping nude in South Africa, and explored the Costa Del Sol in Spain for nudist beaches. Although I wouldn’t categorize us as seasoned pros, we’ve gotten our fair share of the outdoors, naturist lifestyle.
I think, in today’s world, people are looking for new and exciting experiences and going beyond a drunken skinny dip and into a full-on nude beach is one of the bigger thrills of a traveler abroad. That said, ain’t nobody on that beach wants a group of total noobs coming in to gawk, take pictures and act like general idiots.
Look, we get it: if you are new to this you might be a bit self-conscious, but the last thing you want to do is draw more attention to yourself by acting like you don’t know what the hell you are doing.
Yo estaba en el mirador que hay sobre el Racó del Conill, tal vez un poco aterido porque, recién llegado, la luz de esta tierra me deslumbraba por las mañanas con tanta fuerza, tan poco habitual para mí este sol en otoño, que salía de casa sin sudadera ni nada. Lo vi venir por la carretera con unas bolsas de basura llenas de latas y envases vacíos, me mosqueó que hurgara en la papelera y ya para cuando acabó de organizar su tarea yo ya había solucionado mis sospechas, diagnosticando. Este hombre no debe de estar bien. Solo después, a medida que lo fui conociendo, he llegado a comprender las similitudes entre el Diógenes que paradójicamente le ha dado nombre a un considerado trastorno mental (él, que fue en realidad uno de los hombres más lúcidos de su tiempo, tal vez de todos los tiempos) y este paisano del que en esa escena del mirador yo aún no sabía nada.
En esa época mi interés estaba en la playa. Iba todos los días, atravesando la montaña. Era invierno y había poca gente, yo investigaba y descubría rincones a la vez que iba entablando trato con personas que me llevaban ventaja en la fascinación por el lugar, raconitas de pro. En muchos casos recuerdo la situación exacta, cuándo hablé por primera vez con alguien, en qué tertulia en la playa conocí a tal o cual… Lo que no sé es cuándo tuve conciencia de que el señor del mirador era el que se ocupaba de limpiar las dos calas y todo su entorno. Debí de quedarme tranquilo al entender que en realidad estaba muy bien de la cabeza. No me lo presentaron. No sé quién me dijo su nombre. Antonio parecía tan imbricado con el Racó, un elemento imprescindible del paisaje, que encontrártelo en cualquier recoveco de la playa, en los bancales, en los senderos, siempre haciendo algo de provecho antes de sentarse a merendar, formaba parte del hecho de ir a ese paraje. Como si preguntar “¿vas mañana al Racó?” pudiera ser fácilmente lo mismo que “¿vas a ir a ver a Antonio?”.
Antonio, que en estos años en los que le conozco ha ido teniendo la misma edad que mi abuelo cuando yo era chaval. Me lo recuerda en la parsimonia de ir haciendo las cosas, ese ritmo que te exaspera en la etapa de la vida en que te parece que todo debería suceder más rápido. Un ritmo que le va bien al Racó del Conill, esa atmósfera fuera del tiempo. El Racó y Antonio parecen acompasados, en el modo en que recoge la cuerda atada a la piedra para que el viento no se lleve la sombrilla mientras las olas van y vienen y el sol se va, volverá mañana… Será la edad, que ya le ha dado 82 vueltas a ese sol que lleva en la piel… Pero más allá de que los años ralenticen los ademanes, parece que ese es el tono propio de Antonio, un aliento vital que de un modo callado, casi sin que nos demos cuenta, ha levantado una enorme obra en este paraje recóndito y aislado, un lugar con el que no te encuentras, que tienes que ir a buscar. Y vas a este rincón minúsculo y descubres a Antonio, un tío grande. ¿Cuándo comenzó todo? Continued…Read full original article…
El naturisme principalment defensa uns valors d`igualtat entre totes les persones independentment de les seves creencies i pensaments mès enllà de que tot esser humà es digne e igual a la resta.
En el moment que venim al mon no tenim conciencia de tots els estereotips que ens esperen i dels quals l`actual societat de consum ens ha reservat uns quants. Cada any moltes persones pateixen en un mon plè de desigualtats simplement per ser d`una manera concreta o per tenir un aspecte concret. No valorem a les persones pel que representen i pel que aporten del seu interior i nomès en fixem en el seu aspecte o en allò que tenen per lluir dintre de la societat actual.
Acostumar-se a la nuesa, es com tot a la vida un procès, de la mateixa manera que vam aprendre a viure vestits el procès es semblant pero a la inversa, encara que amb sensibles diferències. Continued…Read full original article…
Rare bird puts paid to second nude beach in Belgium The chance that Belgium will approve a second naturist beach at the coast became less likely after a report by the Flemish Agency for Nature and Woodland, which said that the activities of naturists could be a risk to a rare bird.
At present the Belgian coast has one naturist beach where naked sunbathing is permitted, at Bredene. But the beach is very popular, which led the Belgian Naturism Federation to request permission to open a second beach where naked sunbathing is permitted. Their attention fell on a little-used beach near Westende. “At that spot there is no construction or seafront overlooking the beach,” said the organisation’s president Koen Meulemans in Het Nieuwsblad.
However the nature agency raised objections with Flemish environment minister Joke Schauvliege, based on the presence at that spot of the crested lark (Galerida cristata), a rare bird which broods on the ground, and might be disturbed by what the agency called “subsidiary activities” related to the nudist beach, including visitors having sex in the dunes as well as leaving rubbish behind. Continued…Read full original article…
En otras zonas de España, hacia mediados de julio, se celebra el “Día sin bañador”. Pero en Vera no es necesario. En esta parte del litoral almeriense, cada día del año es posible bañarse completamente desnudo.
Vera tiene una tradición naturista muy sólida. Desde sus inicios, la playa El Playazo se diferencia en dos tramos. El Playazo es un manto de arena de más de 4.000 metros en el cual coexisten respetuosamente dos tipos de bañista. La zona norte es nudista mientras que la zona sur es de tradición textil. Se trata de una playa urbana, por lo que está acompañada de chiringuitos y servicios para los bañistas.
Es tan presente la fuerza del nudismo en Vera que hasta existen urbanizaciones naturistas por las cuales es frecuente encontrar gente paseando sin ropa. Incluso hay un hotel naturista a primera línea de mar, el Vera Playa Club, el primero de España en ofrecer servicios especializados para naturistas. Entre sus instalaciones más populares destaca la piscina, en la cual te puedes desprender de tu bañador y tumbarte al sol sin que nadie se escandalice. Continued…Read full original article…
For the record, I’m not a nudist. I feel too fat, am too vain; and in my mind, way too hairy. Besides, like most Americans, I’ve got a secret puritan lurking deep inside my liberal DNA.
Yet for some reason nudity keeps inserting itself into my professional life.
To supplement my freelance journalism work, I once provided media consulting to the late Will Walters. Will was the young San Diegan who took his life in 2016 after losing a prolonged court battle aiming to hold accountable five police officers who, at the 2011 LGBT Pride festival, arrested him for nudity, even though he had on a leather kilt and underwear when the cops nabbed him. (The city attorney declined to prosecute.)
I assumed I’d written my last article about nudity after Will hanged himself. But a year-and-a-half later — with Will gone and the lead defendant in his case now elevated to San Diego’s police chief — I find myself writing on a subject with nudism at its core: Black’s Beach.
Not a Naturist
René Torres, 35, says he’s a nudist. He first went to Black’s Beach in 2009. “It was with a friend while I was here on vacation; Black’s Beach was my first tourist spot in San Diego,” he tells me. “I had heard about it when I was in San Francisco and Miami.” Continued…Read full original article…
I am very late writing this but last year, on the 22/23rd September 2017, I, along with 400+ people did the annual North East Skinny Dip at Druridge Bay, England. Men and women of all ages and different shapes and sizes stripped off their clothes and ran into the freezing cold North Sea to raise money to the mental health charity, MIND and to celebrate the autumn equinox.
This was my second time taking part in the NESD, as I had done this dip in 2015. When I did the first dip, it was my first time stripping off and running naked into the sea with hundreds of people that I didn’t know. At the beginning of the event, I was so nervous about the occasion and if people would look at my body but once I got into the sea, it was fine and I found it exhilarating. It was an experience that I would never forget and something that I would have to do again in the future and maybe considering doing naturism.
Fast forward 2 years later, I am back in the campsite at Druridge Bay on the Saturday evening wearing my Irish hat and necklace, being greeted by new and familiar faces and arrive to a massive, roaring fire and people playing guitars, singing along, having a drink or two and a dance and enjoying the warm up to the event. I met numerous people from different parts of the country who arrived for the first time telling me how they heard about the event, why they wanted to do it, etc. It was very interesting hearing some of the stories that they told and how they’ve overcome adversities in their life and want to have a new experience. I felt very sympathetic hearing their stories and although they were very nervous as first timers, I was able to share my experience of the event and told them that “once you do it, you will be back here again.” Continued…Read full original article…
Visitors shocked by ‘nudist’ incident at Vale beach A business owner in the western Vale has told The GEM that local residents and visitors to the area have been shocked that people are, according to reports, walking naked across fields near the coast in the Monknash area en route to beaches.
There are no official naturist beaches in the Vale , but The GEM understands that a group meets regularly at Wick beach.
The business owner said that two weeks ago a couple visiting her premises had experienced an incident at Cwm Nash beach.
“As they walked down to the stile by the woods a chap was parking his bicycle and at that point had shorts on.
“However, when he was behind the husband walking down the path, he had stripped off. Before going down to the beach, he went up on the cliff path.
“The couple were sunbathing and were then approached by a chap in trunks who asked them to rub suntan cream into his back. It was awkward for them to say no, so the wife agreed and he then walked a few steps away from them and stripped off. Continued…Read full original article…
Given how lovely and warm the weather is now, spending time in your own house or garden naked would be a good way to discover how nice naturism is.
If you’re sunbathing, or walking around, with no clothes on in a public place, providing your intention is you are just being a human being, and not doing it to offend people or be provocative, or causing harassment, alarm or distress, then it should be perfectly legal.
Naturists are sensitive to sensitivities and probably won’t be walking around the supermarket, but the law doesn’t say you can’t. The recent police advice about warning your neighbours if you’re going to sunbathe naked in your garden is fine if it’s general advice, but it’s not in any sense a legal requirement. If you’re thinking about getting into naturism, the best thing is to find a club in your area – next week is our big summer event, Nude Fest. We understand what it is like for newcomers, but our advice always is just strip off. People have said they can be nervous and it can be uncomfortable for 10 minutes and then they think: “No one’s looking at me, and this feels rather nice.” In those environments, the person who still has their clothes or swimsuit on is the one that stands out. At events or clubs, everybody after five minutes completely forgets they’ve got no clothes on, because you just feel so free, so liberated.
All beaches are technically naturist beaches, but naturists tend to go to specific places where they know they will find others and which are hassle-free. You could go to your local park, naked, and it would be legal but the trouble is, culturally you would probably attract attention. Continued…Read full original article…
With the air temperature hovering around 7 degrees Celsius, a record number of participants arrived in the dark to don red swimming caps supplied by organisers and steel themselves for the event, held annually as part of the Museum of Old and New Art’s (MONA) festival of the bizarre.
The stampede began at 7:42am, with waves of bodies throwing off the towels and heading towards the River Derwent, where a relatively tropical water temperature of around 14C awaited.
In 2017, just over 1,000 people registered for the event, catching out organisers who had factored in a number of no-shows — resulting in too many bums and not enough towels.
This year more than 2,200 signed up, with Dark Mofo learning the lesson of 2017, with plenty of linen on hand this morning at Long Beach, in Sandy Bay. Continued…Read full original article…