Most Memorable Nude Hike

[kensunwalker]

Here's an interesting memory by Great Nude:

“. . . my most memorable naked hike [was] some 6 years + ago.  It was with two nudist friends . . . and we hiked nude for more [than] 5km without worries and enjoyed the freedom and beautiful surrounding scenery in cool weather.  A fantastic hike . . . wish I could do another such hike again to relive the experience.” – GreatNude, https://www.truenudists.com/group/nude-hikers/1/115591/

I'm thinking about memorable freehikes I've taken and will share some in the future.

What was your most memorable nude hike?

[jbeegoode]

Memorable nude hikes are often when something goes wrong, or things work out perfectly. They are hikes in places that I would like to return to. I want to return to most of those places. There can't be one "most."

There was Aravaipa Canyon because it is a prehistoric paradise. There was Wilderness of Rocks, because of the trail's scenery and the sense of relief after a busy section. Any trip to Redington pass for the sensual barefoot all over experience. Running out of water coming back from Romero Pools was memorable. Climbing out of Ash Creek in the Pinaleno Mountains was memorable as being arduous. The most fondly remembered were often those with water, beaches or creeks. Muleshoe was memorable because of the sense of back to elemental nature in the raw, accentuated by the raw sensations of being nude (I'll be publishing that one very soon on my website). There have been short jaunts off of naturist resorts, or more public areas, where I felt that feeling of getting away with something. There were those that gave a profound sense of freedom, like that barefoot stroll across the back trail of the Rainbow Gathering. Each hike seems to have a unique quality about it, otherwise there would be no adventure.

Memorable hikes that I hope to return to this year are Aravaipa in a different area, the Mexican beach, and several times, be up and down from Romero Canyon to the top of Mt. Lemon. There are some new places on the "this year" list, too. I'm sure that those experiences will be memorable. After discussing nude hiking with a higher up forest ranger, I feel more assured that I can be less covert and covered in certain areas in a reasonable manner. I'll bet that I will experience some memorable encounters in my exploration of this and within myself.

There are memorable hikes that I have read about others taking. Ones that I would like to do. Places to go are all over this world. I must have a list of more than 50 spots to get to in the coming years.

Yea, I'd love to read about these "memorable" hikes, too, Ken. We took one or two together one day. Milfmog has given us some great trip reports. There must be numerous...tons of... memories among this group. Alps, out west, New England and the old. Would Karla and Stuart have a particularly favorite, or more meaningful excursion, that they would point out, or elaborate on?

Tell us a story, Story, STOry, STORY, STORY, STO-RAY!
Jbee     

[Greenbare Woods]

My MOST memorable is hard to decide.   Was it one of several hikes to McCauley springs in the Jemez mountains?  Was it the nudist group hike in Bandelier National Monument? Was it one of the many others?   Was it the naked hike with my (clothed) wife in Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge.  They were all good.

Perhaps it was my naked climb to the top of Cottonwood Peak from Valley View Hot Springs in Colorado, about 6 miles and a 5,500 feet climb to the top.  Then return.  Just my dog and I.  Nice view from the top.  Signed the "I made it" roster kept in the sealed jar on top of the peak.  Follow the old dirt road up the canyon past abandoned mines and beaver ponds.  Then follow the stream until it runs out.  From there it was UP! without trail or distance.  One foot above the other another thousand feet and more.  Finally follow the ridge leaping from big rock to big rock and being careful not to get too close to the north side with its thousand foot cliff. Beautiful summer day.  Lovely view down into the valley beyond the mountains.  Then the long down hill trek back to camp before dark.

Bob
 

[nudewalker]

I guess most of my hike were published on the old Hiking Naked site so without going to my journals it would be hard to decide. The one hike, although done years ago, that still seems fresh in my mind would be from a challenge of sorts posted on that site. The idea was to hike without a net or benefit of a cover up so I had planned what was thought to be the perfect plan to accomplish this.

 On one camping trip we were parked at a trail head which lead to several interconnecting trails in the park. One trail in particular was an out and back trail that branched off the interconnecting trails that would make the total hike about five miles in length. Early one morning just as it was beginning to turn light the journey began with only the shoes on my feet and a water backpack. Traversing the interconnecting trails required some concentration to keep from going in circles but the long out and back trail was surreal as there was still enough fog to make me look for blazes on the trees. As the fog lifted the woods came alive with the sounds of nature and the end of the trail had been reached so the return started. There was one place on the trail where a side path led to the lake and there were plans to head there for a rest and a snack. That's when I had the encounter with the birdwatcher! Here he was; dressed in long pants, tucked into his socks, long sleeved shirt also tucked n tight. After a greeting he asked if I were afraid of tics or other things that might bite. When I explained that they were easy to spot besides they tended to try to find places to hide like waistbands, tops of socks and near shirt collars. Then we discussed the birds he has spotted and some of the native species that were near the lake. He may have been shocked to see a naked man but never alarmed plus it gave me confidence that if the situation should arise again it could be handled.

[Safebare]

Hmmm. Hard to pin down for me as well. The nude hikes at the Rainbow Gathering, the hikes to Deep Creek, nude hikes along a deserted beach. Oh! Then there were the hikes down to Red Rock Beach, the Caddo Lake Wildlife Preserve & of course the hike up to the bat cave at Orient Land Trust. Hiking nude was one of the things I did that really convinced me that I was a bona fide naturist and not just some dude that got his kit off now and again.
I try to write down as much as I can, but find a lacking in time and eloquence.  I will continue to enjoy reading about the wondrous adventures recorded here & contribute where I can. My experience here in Texas have not been the best, but I will work that out with time.

[Davie]

As other s have said its very difficult to decide, but I do have one with a unique memory. I was walking in the Derbyshire Peak District and having walked a fiar distance most naked, I climbed Soles Hill, still without clothes. On the summit there's a trig point (for our non-UK friends a pillar which the Ordnance Survey map naked attached their instruments) I sat munching a sandwich when I was suddenly aware of a dark cloud and a buzzing noise. It was a swarm of bees. I beat a hasty retreat clutching my half eaten sandwich. After a couple of minutes or so this swarm literally buzzed off, much to my relief so I was able to reclaim my bits and bobs I'd left by the trig point.

I also remember it was being a lovely warm day. I don't recall seeing anyone else about either.

Davie 

[milfmog]

I too do not have one single naked hike that stands out as better than any other; almost every exploratory hike is special in one way or another.

However, if pushed, I'd probably choose the hike on day two of last years naked drive and hike weekend (report here). That walk was good in so many ways that it made my face ache.

I do have a number of other old reports saved and over time I will add them to my "Posts saved from the memory banks" thread.

Have fun,


Ian.

Have fun,


Ian.

[kensunwalker]

Safebare - where do you live in Texas.  I've had many nice freehiking experiences there.

[kensunwalker]

I posted the following on another thread, but thought I’d place it here, and then continue with this thread.

Besides, Jbee couldn’t relate to this specific hike.

Everyone’s most memorable freehikes are different because of the specific experiences they need to be “right”.  And while it’s true that past freehikes tend to blend into one marvelous experience, some hikes just stand out, at least for me.  Besides, it’s great to re-think these past experiences.  So I’ll continue doing this and posting those that were most memorable as I get time.

So here is the post:

Thinking back about memorable freehikes, I guess my first memory is of my first freehike.

I had naked experiences since a child, but they always left me feeling guilty.  When I was 52 years old, I discovered naturism on the Internet through a Mormon-related naturist group, and realized for the first time that naturism could be okay.  In fact, it could solve issues I had since a youth.  So I decided to take a freehike.

I drove a few minutes to the mouth of Parowan canyon, found a dirt road that led to nowhere, got out of the truck, stripped, left my clothes on a rock at the bottom of a small valley, and hiked up and down nude.  It was a short freehike, but the world changed for me.  I knew I would never be the same.

[jbeegoode]

I http://freerangenaturism.com/forum/ posted the following on another thread, but thought I’d place it here, and then continue with this thread.

Besides, Jbee couldn’t relate to this specific hike....

 

[Greenbare Woods]

Thinking back about memorable freehikes, I guess my first memory is of my first freehike.

That reminds me of my first naked outdoor extended excursion.  I'm not sure if it would be called a "hike" but it was at least a walk.  My first naked outdoor walk was when i was about 12 years old.  One summer night I sneaked out of the house naked and walked through city streets about 3 blocks to the elementary school I had previously attended.  Along the way there was a small park I passed through.  Then I passed by the Middle School where I was currently enrolled.   Street corners all had lights to dare being seen.   The elementary school had a huge playground, some paved, some dirt.  Its large piece of land had 3 streets dead ending on one side, 2 blocks of houses and the middle school.  It was an open field without trees.  One car came past while I was out in the middle of the school field.  I lay down to present a smaller visible person, and the car passed by.  On the way back toward home I took the long way around the middle school.  I must have been out walking around naked for at least a couple of hours.

It must have been very memorable because more than half a century later I still remember how glorious it felt to be walking naked in the night.  I'm not sure it was a "hike."  I'm not sure if it was my most memorable.  It was my first extended naked outdoor walk. 

[Safebare]

Safebare - where do you live in Texas.  I've had many nice freehiking experiences there.

I live in Cypress, NW of Houston.

[jbeegoode]

I relate, Bob. Age 13 to16, generally with friends, I would sneak out of the house late evening, or we would "campout" in nearby woods, or in a friends dad's house under construction and then wander for miles in residential areas. We did mischief, too. It felt audacious and exciting to be sneaking around after curfew. We would hide in bushes, or behind cars like a commando in stealth. I don't recall any nudity until an incident with my girlfriend in the middle of the road at around 16. Often, tobacco and alcohol would get involved. The BCC Golf Club was always a nice goal.

At about age 30, I began to con friends into a yearly foray in the neighborhood, usually after some inebriation. Getting caught nude could have lasting results, so the risk was a kick to chance. We would get very alert and occasionally a rush. One evening, with my then, wife, we found ourselves with no watch and a couple of miles from home through the neighborhood. We then noticed the dawn's sun coming up behind the mountains, in disbelief at first. The sun was up by the time that we got close to home, we were walking, trapped in broad daylight. If they be called hikes, they were certainly memorable.
Jbee

[kensunwalker]

EARLY FREEHIKING MEMORIES

After my first freehike at age 52, I took every opportunity to freehike the foothills and mountains in and around Parowan and Paragonah, Utah.  I particularly remember freehikes in the foothills and mountains above town, such as Valentine Peak.  I explored the nearby washes nude.  I hiked nude through higher mountain valleys.  One January was warm enough that I freehiked 18 times.  I never ran into anyone.  In fact, I seldom even saw other’s footprints.  I learned to totally love being naked in the outdoors.

However, these were all solo freehikes.  I still feared being with others.

I did share my hikes with others through the Internet, and one fellow from some distance away followed my directions to what I had named “Staircase Canyon” and enjoyed freehiking there.  He reported that he had left me a message, so I looked for it on my next freehike in that area.  He had placed rocks in a pattern spelling “HIKEN” at the end of the trail.  That message was still visible the last time I freehiked that area.

[nuduke]

One of my most enduring memories was my first proper naked-in-nature walk in a managed pine forest during a fishing trip.  The fear and the pleasure were both palpable but it is the pleasure that remains in memory.


John