I think on-stage nudity is disgusting, shameful and damaging to all
things American. But if I were 22 with a great body, it would be
artistic, tasteful, patriotic and a progressive religious experience.
Who starts a
While naturist clubs have sprung from
a wonderful variety of beginnings, and many have not survived, the
surest start is with a small and dedicated group. And this approach
holds true whether the club is to be a co-operative or an ownership
But then, who starts this group? That
is where you need a few dedicated naturists, ones who feel sure that ,
if there is ever to be a club in their locality, it is up to them to
get it started. These are the ones that are thoroughly convinced that
naturism is an important part of their lives – a lifestyle that is
well worth whatever sacrifice and effort is necessary to live it as
fully as possible. Others will then become interested when it becomes
apparent that something is really going to happen. A group of a dozen,
more or less, would be about the best number for a start. You will
certainly need ability to share and, as well, possess among you some
talents for organizing, writing, keeping records and, above all, a
good measure of common sense. You will also need to be able to accept
that, as your group develops, there will come others who will build on
your efforts and in time assume leadership roles.
Founding members will therefore need
some time together to get to know each other, to assess talents and
resources and to find out who are the leaders and who prefer to be
supporters. And just who will be your leaders? They will be the ones
who readily assume responsibility, who will find the needed
information and are prepared to act on it. They too will be the ones
who will draw others into discussions and activities, and as well make
sure that they also have their share of fellowship and fun.
But to avoid domination by a few
strong individuals through this process, your group should utilize a
"round table" discussion format at which each person is in an equal
position to comment on any topic. This is a very successful
arrangement for group participation, especially for integrating new or
not so outspoken members. And only when general consensus on any issue
is not apparent, should a vote be taken.
You will certainly need some persons
who are willing and feel quite comfortable to go fully public with
their support of
the naturist lifestyle. This may not
be possible for all members, even of a founding group – some are bound
to have certain limitations. Nor can there be any resentments within
the group over this matter. It's like working on a high building –
some enjoy the heights and its challenges, others do great work in
laying the foundations.
Very important too, for your naturist
group to prosper, there must be a prominent and integral proportion of
females, especially in leadership roles. Not only does an equal
balance of men and women present your most publicly acceptable
appearance, it offers by far the best prospects for good and balanced
judgements within your group. Equally important, especially for a
founding group, is real experience in social nudism. Preferably this
should be some time spent in naturist resorts, a vacation or two at
least. The more clubs, resorts and nude beaches you have visited, the
better you will be equipped to decide what will be the most suitable
prospect for your group and your locality.
Out of all this must come an
indication of what type and size of club should be your ultimate aim.
Certainly this training period in simple democracy is much needed
before engaging in the stress of making this choice and then going on
to the more demanding matters of developing and maintaining the club
operations in an orderly and financially competent manner.
The experience of the past decade has
shown that the most readily accomplished form of organization is a
travel club. This is also by far the simplest and least costly form
and requires no assets other than the group's personal talents.
Financial costs are usually limited to a petty cash fund to cover
costs of mailing and reservation charges for use of commercial
facilities. All other costs are covered by the membership on pay as
you go charges for each activity. Of the five latest groups to form in
Ontario, three have been travel clubs and, although a new phenomena to
this region, they have been instantly successful and are enjoying
Then, as any travel club grows and
matures, it has established a solid membership base which is vital if
the ultimate wish is to find land and develop and maintain permanent
While operating a co-operative club
demands more personal and financial commitment from its membership,
there is no problem of owner succession or unwelcome changes in its
naturist concepts or business operations. And nothing more brings a
membership together in good fellowship than the necessary working and
sharing for the common good of the club.
For an ownership club, the time spent
as part of a group will be most useful to the prospective owner in
assessing the group's commitment to becoming a stable supporting
membership and its potential for future growth. It will be the owner's
most important market survey to evaluated whether all the necessary
investment and work will be worthwhile. And it will provide him/her
with valuable training cooperating with a group and understanding
Even if the owner should consider
developing a club as something of personal activity/hobby of sorts, it
still must be financially stable. Continued financial losses will
surely lead to early discouragement for even the most dedicated and
enthusiastic naturist. Equally important, potential owners should
realize that operating a naturist park will never be a high profit
venture at the best of times. Their efforts should, of course, be
adequately rewarded, but the simplicity of naturist recreation leaves
little scope for high profits.
Short Reading About Nudist Culture
By the time of my next nudist experience I was married. We decided to try one of the nudist camp sites in France. After much scouring of the travel pages in H&E and British Naturism, we decided upon Arnaoutchot on the Atlantic coast located between Bordeaux and Birritz. That whole length of coast line is wild beach, sand dunes and pine forest. Arna is carved out of the forest just behind the beach and sand dunes. It has shops, restaurants, swimming pools, all nude. The camping area is large and split into smaller areas with most of the pitches being separated from each other by undergrowth and bushes. There is no shortage of wild life, in particular red squirels, woodpeckers, etc. The site is excellent, and the beach is magnificent. It is just mile after mile of wide wild fairly empty sandy beach together with the impressive Atlantic waves.
The only problem with Arna is that the weather can be adversly influenced by the Atlantic and the nearby Pyrenees, so it gets more than its fair share of cloudy and wet days. I just love being naked, preferably out doors. It does not have to be on a beach. As I mentioned above, one of my other great loves is walking (preferably nude). So when the weather was unsettled at Arna we would head for the deserted footpaths of the Pyrenees which are just over an hours’ drive away.
Having been most impressed with the Pyrenees, the following year we decided to try the eastern end, with the hope of getting even better weather. Again after much leafing through the holiday advertisements in old editions of H&E we headed for La Clapere. It is located in the foothills of the western Pyrenees very close to the Spanish border. It has a charming camp site, with a swimming pool, shop restaurant. It has a mountain stream running through the centre of the site, but the water was far too cold for me.
The nearest largish mountain is the Canigou. We were there in mid June, just after a cold snap. When we arrived, the top third of the Canigou was covered in snow! By the time we had the tent up the sun was shining and it was wall-to-wall sun for the rest of our holiday. The thought of walking nude in the snow was a tantalising prospect, but we never quite made it. Our favourite beach at the mouth of the River Tech was about a 30 min drive away. You can just see the snow on the Canigou if you use your imagination. The walks in the hills around La Clapere are magnificent. Some of the paths follow the French / Spanish border. One day we were engulfed by clouds of migrating butterflies wafting along with the southerly breeze. Can you spot the butterfly?
The restaurant at the camp site was superb. Once a week there was a Paella evening. You can imagine the format, wine, food, more wine, more food, dancing, etc. Not being one to wear clothes at a nudist campsite, I was of course, nude, but as the tempreature was slightly cool, I was the only naked one in the group of 20 or so, most of whom were Dutch. I am not an enthusiastic dancer at the best of times, but my wife dragged me onto the dance floor. Nude dancing, with all your bits bouncing up and down is great fun. I liked it, so did my bouncy bits! One dance led to another, and another. Then came the slow dance. We embarrassed each other, quite respectably, and smooched. The wine had got to my bouncy bits. It had stopped bouncing and was starting to move upwards. It does not take much to get it excited at the best of times, and this was no exception. I just about managed to gain some semblance of control by the end of the dance, and managed to coyly get back to my seat pretending nothing had happened. My re-control of the situation was not total and there were a few knowing smiles from some of the Dutch girls.
A couple of glasses of wine later and things were totally under control again when I got dragged to the dance floor again. I was bouncing well, then came the slow dance. It started to grow again, but what the heck I thought, don’t fight it. The dance had only just started, they always played at least two slow pieces together, so I gave wicked willie his head, and did not worry about it (as if I would). One of the Dutch girls then decided to turn the dance into an ‘excuse me’. My wife was whisked away from me and I was given an unsuspecting girl who had just been broken up in a similar fashion. Protesting was pointless. What can you do or say when there you are dancing naked with a complete stranger with a stiff penis. Well I continued dancing. I smiled, so did she, I apologised, but I don’t think that she understood English. It is surprising just how fast a penis can deflate under such circumstances. The dance soon ended, I smiled again, said thank you, and returned to my seat. I never could work out whether the ‘excuse me’ was just coincidence, or whether I was set up! At the end of the day, it was a good laugh, no harm was done and I suspect that I was the most (although not very) embarrassed person on the dance floor.
Closer to home, my wife and I recently went to one of Eureka's regular Saturday night parties. It was actually to celebrate my 50th birthday. I had though long and hard about what to to on such a occaision. The idea of spending the evening in my birthday suit at a dance rather appealed, so off we went. We had never been to one before and had no idea what to expect. It turned out to be a Valentines Day party, and the place was heaving, absolutely packed. I've never seen so many naked bodies in such a relatively small space.
The music seemed to be 15 mins bop, 15 mins reggay and 15 mins slow dance. It was the 15 mins slow dance that appealed to me most. Although we have been married 12 years and spend lots of time naked together, we have never danced naked before, especially in a smooch.
My wicked willie got carried away, but thats no great surprise, but sandwiched between our naked bodies, I thought that few people would notice. Also, what was no surprise, was that my penis was not the only one enjoying the situation. Without too close an inspection, there were penises in all states of stiffness all over the dance floor. The end of the dance was quite amusing as the owners of these stiff penises had to allow an extra six inches or so in front of them when returning to their seats. But as it was Eureka, everybody just smiled and carried on as before.