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Trip reports / Re: A UFO Sighting:
« on: September 07, 2021, 08:06:34 PM »
The thread has taken a metaphysical tack. I like it!
Jbee said; "It is expected that there just might be a possibility that just this once, the whole world will change for one small being, a proportionate speck that talks to God.  Pondering that, I figure that when you pray for good weather, it probably wonít change the weather.

I sit and think a little further. It would seem possible, that with a prayer and turning that over, as I did today, one may get guidance through that day. It could seemingly be like parting the waters and getting clear skies, by being directed to the right place at the right time. Maybe, maybe notÖ."
One small speck may only have the influence of one small speck relative to the universe, but to the speck, that might be quite significant.
I agree that a "prayer" will not change something as significant as the weather, but focused energy certainly can do "stuff". I am confident you have experienced the wonders of energy raising ceremonies. Whether in a church or pagan gathering, something is certainly going on. 
Your experiences in nature are certainly enhanced by your openness to them. Do you influence those enhancements? I think so, consciously.
If you desire a full and rewarding life, you should (must?) live with intent. Not simply accepting the weather around you, but embracing it in your journey.
Stay Safe,  Stay Bare!

Free Range Naturism / Re: The Secret Naturist Handbook
« on: April 02, 2021, 05:02:40 PM »
Yes, I find the same thing. I usually find others within the gated parks and resorts to be more of a gossiping crowd which share little interest in the things I like to discuss. A shared interest in nudism isn't enough to get me interested in spending an extended period of time in their company.  I find a better social group at a remote hot springs or swimming hole than at a landed facility. 

General Naturism Discussion / Re: Is Nudity Programmed In?
« on: April 02, 2021, 04:55:07 PM »
Sometimes the stars align, other times, not so much.  Hopefully, this will become more of a reality in more places. 
We had a similar support group for a remote section of beach here in Texas (McFadden).  They tried to promote it in a similar manner, at a similar time as Haulover. but the political and public climate was (is) too entrenched in the common belief that nudity was inherently immoral and the group lost multiple cases against the recognition of a nude beach, no matter how far removed from the public beaches.  Now LEO uses binoculars to catch unsuspecting and isolated beach goers, that happen to be clothes free.
We have Hippie Hollow, but other recognized areas, traditionally used for clothing optional recreation, have been pushed into the shadows.
With a more thoughtful approach, identifying areas with a higher likelihood of success, will increase and improve public perception of nude recreation to the point that even Texas can see expansion of public access and acceptance of nude humans in clear view of others.

Free Range Naturism / Re: The Secret Naturist Handbook
« on: January 19, 2021, 07:37:42 PM »
Spent summers @ the beach growing up, always barefoot. I had 2 signficant foot injuries, 1 involving broken glass and a bloody hop over a mile to get home. The other was surfing and stepped on something in the water, likely a nail or spike. Nearly pierced my foot. Went to the dr on that one.  But I could walk across Texas asphalt in August or even the beach sand without notice. I remember running through lots filled with grass burrs simply sliding my feet across the grass to dislodge them. Couldn't do any of that today.

Free Range Naturism / Re: How was your month for Free Range Naturism?
« on: January 18, 2021, 07:23:41 PM »
Textiles don't seem to understand that photos with clothes off are normal to us. The ones with clothes on are unnatural. I think its imperative to keep an eye to creativity and expression.  It doesn't always come easily, but the juice is always worth the squeeze. 😆😆

Free Range Naturism / Re: Nighttime naturism
« on: December 28, 2020, 07:55:44 PM »
I used to live in a neighborhood on Caddo Lake that was adjacent to an abandoned armory. The armory was being converted to a wildlife sanctuary.  8100 acres of timberlands with dirt roads and trails throughout. They had begun on the opposite side to develop and manage the trails for hikers, bicycles and equestrian. Our side was mostly unused. I often was out either nude hiking or biking, occasionally with my gf. I would also canude from the cottage into the park.
Once, while biking naked in the armory, I flipped over a fallen limb. My knee caught the handlebars flinging the bike high above me. This caused a subdural hematoma on the knee. I had to bike back with one bare foot. It was already dark, so I didn't bother putting the shorts on.  Actually drove myself to the hospital with my left foot. They wouldn't give my anything because I didn't have anyone to drive me home.
On an occasional, restless night I would jump on the bike, barefoot allover, for a quick ride about the neighborhood.  In the forest it could be pitch black, which added a bit of adrenaline to the activity. There were porch and driveway lights to be wary of, but I never encountered anyone.

Free Range Naturism / Re: The Secret Naturist Handbook
« on: November 26, 2020, 08:17:24 PM »
Certainly a little creativity can replace plastic litter and paint. It really depends on expected durability of the marker. A small pile of stones or a haphazard placement of a branch can be useful. Maybe charcoal instead of paint?
I mostly rely on memory and geographical directions. But I've not taken to extended hikes since my Forest Service days.
PS: Happy Holiday everyone, 2020 has been an eventful ride, but there is still plenty to be thankful for. Including the comraderie of my free range family.

Trip reports / Re: Chiricahua National Monument: Hoodoo World
« on: November 23, 2020, 07:37:46 PM »
Love the hoodoos.
 I often avoid the public toilets in travels unencumbered. Rarely is it impossible to find a place off the road for a quick pee.  Sometimes I have found unique and quiet spaces to stretch and shake off the road weary stiffness. It's probably easier in the wooded areas than the desert, where visibility is difficult to minimize.

General Naturism Discussion / Re: FRN During Lockdowns
« on: November 04, 2020, 07:31:02 PM »
Wow, Ric, just wow.
I am pleased to hear that the compromises you are making for the virus are not overly burdensome. it is difficult for all of us.
I hope we can agree to disagree with most of the details you presented. You did get one thing right though. Masks don't work, they must be worn.
Safe safe and bare as much as you reasonably can. And try not to be a Petri dish.

Free Range Naturism / Re: How was your month for Free Range Naturism?
« on: November 04, 2020, 06:48:53 PM »
Excellent news! But beware Jbee. If you get to comfortable, you may find yourself at the store realizing you forgot to bring anything to wear.  😁😁


Free Range Naturism / Re: TRaveling abroad
« on: November 03, 2020, 02:26:06 AM »
I guess Aruba counts. I was privileged to make several trips to Aruba in 2007 - 2011 for work. It is NOT a nude friendly island, at least publicly. I was there for mostly short trips, without alot of free time, but I was high enough in the organization to not have anyone monitoring my whereabouts 24/7. I found a couple of options on one of my early trips.
I started at Baby Beach,  where topfree was common. It was too popular for nudity, but I found a cove nearby that was rarely occupied. There is a distant prison overlooking the cove, but seemed far enough that with some precautions,  nudity was possible.
On my 2nd or 3rd visit there, a couple had arrived before me. He nude, she was topfree. I spent the afternoon with them sharing a bottle of whiskey. They were locals, though he was from Norway. They warned me that guards had telescopes in the guard towers and would occasionally come to the cove to harass the nude bathers.
They told me about another beach not far away. There is a popular kite surfing beach further up the coast, then the most spectacular beach I've visited. One end were the kite surfers, the other, a row of shacks apparently popular with the gay crowd. Between them was a beautiful white sand beach with a reef just offshore and driftwood beach structures spaced out along its length.
I visited this beach on many of my visits to the island. Occasionally a couple or family would walk down from the kite surfing beach, so I always carried a cover on that end. I often witnessed naked enjoyment by others on the other end. Occasionally a nude person or couple would be enjoying one of the driftwood structures, it was a welcome compliment to the beach. I started bringing a snorkel and mask, but felt that exploring the reef created an exposure that I wasn't prepared for. The water wasn't deep enough over the reef, so my butt seemed to be bobbing like a buoy whenever I was trying to get a good look at the sealife.
I did meet a European couple on one visit. They were playful and entertaining. Asking me to take photos of them to document their vacation find.
I have traveled domestically over the past decades, always looking for nude adventures. Hot springs are usually a good find, but swimming holes can be great find as well. Of course,  beaches were on my list.
I mostly avoided walled in nudist facilities, with Harbin and Valleyview notable exceptions.
When you have to deal with the restrictions here in Texas, the laws and proclivities elsewhere are less intimidating.
Stay Safe,

Free Range Naturism / Re: The Secret Naturist Handbook
« on: November 02, 2020, 07:46:47 PM »
Pretty normal when nudifying someplace new. Is it safe? Will anyone surprise me and be offended? Been there, done that.
I think my early days of driving nude fall in there. Part of the incentive was doing something outside mainstream, in public. Would I get caught, then what?
But now, its just normal. Nothing to see here.
I am often clothesfree at my neighbor's. He knows my naked affinity. to get to his house I can take the road or walk through my pasture. Either path can expose me to unfriendly textiles. I will carry the wrap and put it on before disturbing them. Often, I can walk the distance without disrupting the moral servitude of the neighborhood.

General Naturism Discussion / Re: Some More Thoughts Article
« on: October 14, 2020, 09:13:10 PM »
I am always offended when media references the SCOTUS justices as liberal or conservative. The only purpose in doing so is to support an improper bias.
This is the first time I am beginning to understand what the term constitutional means in reference to judges. Of course 'all' judges adhere to constitutional law. How can one judge be more 'constitutional' than another??
The question really boils down to constitutional theory. To we interpret it as written, based on cultural factors at the time, or is it a living document that adapts.
I don't know how it could be anything other than a living document as it must address challenges that could not have been imagined at the time, but, on the other hand, some basic principles must transcend time. How to sort out which must stand vs which has to adapt.
Congress adopted the ACA, signed by the POTUS. The court should not be able to undermine it.
If only it were that simple.

Trip reports / Re: Wilderness of Rocks Trail: Beyond: Part II
« on: August 30, 2020, 09:29:09 PM »
Awesome report Jbee.  Water and hydration are critical in the desert and highlands, really in every hiking trip.  I wish I could be as confident that the textile encounters here in Texas would be so forgiving.  Be safe you two.


Trip reports / Re: Trip reports
« on: August 30, 2020, 09:16:21 PM »
The Odyssey: Final Chapter

Waking up upon first light, I was relaxed and fully enjoying the quiet forest scenery.  It was the first time in this journey that I could climb out of bed and step outside without worrying about offending the masses.  The bunkhouse had a front deck with a couple chairs and a small table.

I retrieved the food and staples from the truck and proceeded to make coffee.  The little propane burner heated the water quickly, but my leisurely stroll while manually grinding the beans, kept my pace reflective, instead of anxious.  The coffee was delicious and the morning glorious.
There was a shed across the path with a bulletin board stand next to it that caught my attention.  Walking over there I noticed that it contained another map of the walking trails.  That proved to be a perfect study while I enjoyed my coffee.

The cottages across from the bunkhouse had one guest, who needed to head out early for work.  We chatted briefly while I befriended his dog.  That interaction gave me the curiosity and opportunity to investigate the cottages. They were typical camp house cottages, on pier and beam foundations and unique, artistic exteriors.  The cottages appeared randomly scattered amongst the trees, with a path connecting them.  I followed the path until it joined the hiking trail beside the shed.

Walking through the trees into the raw forest was a delight.  Soon, I had returned to the bunkhouse to replenish the coffee and prepare breakfast.
Life was returning to the camp when I noticed someone at the office.  I wandered over to ask about the trails as some of the areas looked to cross outside the property and close to the road.  Jason assured me that the entirety of the trails were clothing optional, and that the few places where the trails extended beyond the property were onto other membersí properties, except for one particular trail that crossed property that had changed owners.  The new owner was not a friend to the campground and should be avoided completely.  That trail happened to be the one by the shed that I was investigating earlier.  It was good that I got this information before venturing too far down that path.

Jason also told me that the ticks were particularly bad this year, probably due to the warm, dry winter.  He said that there was strong tick repellent in the common areas by the pool I was encouraged to use generously.

He also showed me how to access the trail maps by capturing the bar code on my phone.  This was a great tool, except that the charger somehow failed to charge during the night and my phone was almost dead.  No matter where I plugged the thing in, the phone would not accept a charge.  Not that I was too upset with the prospect of hiking the trails unencumbered and disconnected.

I decided to visit the Jacuzzi and pool before heading out, walking there barefoot all over, without even bringing a towel.  As nature intended, except that the water was chlorinated and the sides concrete.

After applying generous portions of the tick repellent, retrieving a bottle of water and wearing my flipflops, I set out on the trail that left near the entrance of the camp.  The trail led down a gulley that eventually met a creek.  It was absolutely gorgeous.  The creek flowed over flat sedimentary rock with water only inches deep, but in places fell over small water falls creating puddles and pools sufficient to splash around in, if not get fully immersed.

I took a path away from the creek that I had noticed on the map.  This path led to a meadow that Jason had explained was often used for pagan and local burner gatherings.  The climb up was more difficult than Iíd expected, but the meadow was everything I had hoped, except that by now, the sun was high as was the humidity.  I realized that my water was not going to last as long as I had planned, so I would need to head back in the direction of camp.  I crossed paths with a few horses and noticed a barn across the meadow.  This gave me confidence that I was where I expected to be relative to my review of the map earlier. 

Heading back toward camp, I crossed some grasslands, looking for the path that led back to the creek.  Thatís when I felt the tickle of a tick scampering up my leg.  Promptly flicking it off, I checked to make sure it hadnít invited guests.  I only walked another few paces when it seemed like I had crossed into a tick nest.  There were suddenly dozens of the varmints climbing across my feet and legs. 

I wanted to get the heck out of there, but I also didnít want to give any of the blood suckers time to latch on either.  What a dilemma. 
I ran to the woods in the direction of the creek and hoped for a safe path down.  Once out of the grass, I worked to make sure I got rid of any ticks that were still looking for a place for lunch.

I was able to find a trail that led back to the creek and worked my way back to where I left the creek earlier.  Once I had my bearings, I was able to return to the campground easily.  I returned on the far side of the camp, where the RVers parked.  This led to the pool area where the outdoor shower was a welcome relief.  Drinking water was available in the lodge next to the pool, life was good.

There were several things I wanted to investigate along the trails, but that would have involved more water and a backpack.  Maybe later.
After eating some fruit and other sustenance at my bunkhouse and grabbing a cold IPA, I decided to return to the pool. Several other campers were lounging in and around the pool, so I happily joined them.  Cliff was there and I sent a friendly wave his way.  He did not seem as friendly today as he had been the previous day.

Apparently he felt slighted by my not returning after our brief conversation and his promise to bring me a cup of his frozen concoction.  I explained the reason that I had chosen to retire instead of coming back to the pool the previous night, but he still harbored ill feelings. ??????  So, we kept our distance.  I was certainly good with that.

I checked several more times during the afternoon, for more ticks, but found none.  Somehow, I didnít find the inclination to go back to the trails.  It seemed like a better plan to lay back, relax and enjoy the facilities.

After the morning ritual of coffee and breakfast, I loaded up the old Ford, checked the fluids and fired up the beast.  With a full tank of fuel, it would be afternoon before I needed to dress. 

I had shucked my shorts upon arrival, in the rain storm, at around 5 pm on Wednesday and wouldnít bother with any clothes or covering until a bit after noon on Friday and having traveled to Little Rock, Arkansas, where I stopped for fuel and a restroom.

My truck-nuding came to an end at 5pm, when I arrived at my sonís apartment in North Dallas.  He, his GF and I spent the evening sharing wonderful wraps with an assortment of veggies and seared fish, excellent company and conversation.

Up again at dawn and having said goodbye to my son, I was on the road again, clothes free for the rest of the journey home.  By noon, I had made it home, still clothes free and prepared to return to the unreal world I had left 7 days earlier.

Footnote:  The Ranger, that was received as compensation for delivering the trailer to Pennsylvania, has turned out to be a really nice truck.  After some TLC and cosmetic attention, it is a real treasure of a vehicle.  I am looking forward to the adventures it has in store for us once the pandemic settles down and retires to the ether from which it came.

The End

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