My September FRN was hampered by textile sitters, DF out of town, but then that hasn't yet held me back. The sweat has closed. We had a huge party Sept.4th, deemed, "The Last Sweat." So, those Sunday afternoon nude health/prayer sessions w/ friends have been gone since. The party was wonderful. Lots of friends in a nude accepting atmosphere. I played with a couple of the bands, and closed the place down, the last few remaining. Then walked out to the cars in the street to leave proper-like.
I have been spending hiking travel time focused on "to do's" and getting the sweat at my place going, which should happen in function, but not polished finished, this week.
A week with DF's brother in town curtailed our usual nude hiking and for the first time in many years, I cruised up a mountain with clothing on. It was kind of sweaty and uncomfortable at first, and DF concurred as we went up Miller Canyon in the Huachuca Mountains, but as elevation changed the temperatures and the vegetation got thicker and scratchy, we adapted and felt some wisdom.
My solution is to hike where the weather suits my lack of clothing, but her bro and a textile friend would enjoy Mt. Lemon on a windy day. We first were shown a quiet secluded spot on the top of Mt. Kellogg that might be good on another day, but that one was hurling cold powerful wind at us. Another branch of the trail up Mt. Bigalow wasn't much warmer, and the afternoon colder air made the last foray up a canyon and a shaded late lunch feel frigid. I was donning extra layers. So much for the textile solution, I'll choose my hikes for weather and as nature intended.
While DF was out of town, I had plans to nude hike up Sabino Canyon for the full moonlight w/ a friend and possibly then on to Hutchinson's pool, but the clouds came in on the one night that I wasn't engaged. I later discovered that a group of textile friends were up there that night, whom don't know of our naturism. That would have been a curious encounter.
So weak Sept. went out with a carnude to the Bradshaw Mtns. and meeting Eyesup beside a campfire, and October came in with a resounding string of fun nude adventures in new territories, one with Ken, Amie and Eyesup at Ken's land and then into a botanical preserve. Eyesup was on hand during exploration for the Hassayampa river. Then DF and I stopped in to discover a huge new canyon filled with swimmin' holes on the way home, the third day... Reports will follow in time. There are many pics to sort and thoughts to pen.
Jbee
