There's a guy in the UK who often walks the length of Britain (about 850 miles) in the nude. He is known as the naked rambler. He has been in jail a few times for his antics (where he refuses to wear clothes). See this BBC link http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/3420685.stm or Google naked rambler. Is that the kinda thing you meant ?
Yes, sort of. He did live a lot of time in the nude. I guess it's what I meant by living nude or camping nude. Living naked in the woods permanent would be cool.
I would if there were places for it around here. I go nude in the woods when it's in a secluded place. I always go barefoot in nature and shirtless when it's warm enough. It's the next best thing to being nude. I skinny dip in lakes and rivers even when it's not allowed. No one can see you when you're in the water. Someone in the bare-it room posted that he/she lives on a reservation and goes bare all the time. That would be a great freedom to have. A teen girl posted in the bare-it room about anchoring a boat with her friends, leaving all their clothes on the boat, and swimming nude with her other three friends to an island. I think it was off Scotland. That would be interesting to walk an island bare and know that you didn't have any clothes with you. I would do it if it were legal or there were some secluded places like that near me. .
i love being nude in the mountains and at home with my soulmate. we are retiring soon and planning on building a cabin and a really cool sauna/hot tub area where we can just walk outside and be nude. my husband is going to build a retaining wall all around the hottub/suana/lap pool area, about 8 feet tall. we had a hot tub in our last home, but it was in a residential area and everytime i went to the hot tub the asshole neighbors would be watching over their fences and through their windows, it made me feel very uncomfortable. so i'm looking forward to our secluded new hot tub area when we build our dream cabin in the mountains. angel
I've been living nude most of my entire life. As a child, I hated the confinement of clothing, especially that hideous article of clothing called "pants". You couldn't keep me in them, and eventually my mother gave up trying. My bedroom was a converted den with no doors, and three walls with a fourth that was only four-feet high (and facing the living room), so I was unfamiliar with the concepts of modesty and privacy until I was much older. Today, as an adult, I live much the same way that I did as a child, naked and unashamed in my own home, and elsewhere when aallowed, such as at friend's homes, etc. Only for a few months about the age of 12 or 13 was I confused about issues of modesty, and then only because I had one aunt who nagged my mother about allowing me to be naked "at that age". Soon, I was able to realize that the aunt was a busybody who nosed into everyone's business in the family, and I went back to my nude lifestyle as much out of spite to her as my enjoyment of being free and open. Today, I enjoy socializing with nudists and non-nudists alike, as well as mentoring those who are curious about the lifestyle. Arby Arthur Nudist Blogger
