Nude Hikers
Any & all Nudists who have & shall enjoy a Nude hike, of any length, along any trail, well trod or self-blazen; whether amidst tall timbers in a rich forest, parallel to caressing waves along a sandy beach, circuitously passing ageless stones in a high desert or wherever the proximate terrain allows for spending several hours hiking Nude & feeling the Freedom of brushing against the Wonders of...
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A Minor Panic
Return to DiscussionsWhen hiking nude, my habit is to hike awhile, then ditch my cloths and other belongings and hike nude with no "emergency" cloths with me. I always stash my things off the trail to avoid them being found by other hikers. But on my last hike, when I returned, I couldn't find my stuff! I (thought) I knew where I'd hidden them, but I couldn't find them at all! My cloths, my car keys, my cell phone...everything...missing. I began contemplating having to walk out naked to seek help at the trailhead, potentially risky and embarrassing. Finally...finally...I found my things. Turns out I'd remembered wrong where I'd put them. Whew! Has this ever happened to anyone else?
Similar.... I carry a water bottle bag. There is just enough room in it to carry a pair of "ranger panties", which are very small, very thin shorts. Anyhow, I had hiked about a mile in and happened upon a secluded part of a lake. So I stashed my gear and moseyed down to the water to cool off. When I returned, it was beginning to dim out, I would barely have time to get back to my truck before full dark. Unfortunately, my gear was green, and much of the natural world in my area was too. I hunted everywhere where I thought I had left it. I eventually got it and walked quickly back to the truck. Last half mile or so was dark. I navigated by going there the shadows were not. (Fortunately, it was old forest service road, and was a nice wide trail that was relatively easy walking) Next day, I bought a red bandana so that if I go there again and repeat the experience, I will put a flag on it.
OMG, yes, but someone actually had taken them!
It was a trail in Warwickshire I'd walked a few times. I arrived on my bike, stripped down, put everything in a bag and hid my bike in some dense shrubs/hedging. Came back about two hours later and someone had stolen my bike and bag. Luckily, it only had clothes in it. I managed to walk about a mile back to the nearest village and asked a man walking his dog if I could use his mobile phone to call my husband.