Several years back after losing my wife to breast cancer and tired of sitting in my house, I made a decision to get out as well as try new things. I approached the notion of going to a nudist resort with caution, but the thought kept nagging at me.
I’m in relatively good shape, etc., and eventually determined to give it a try. Like everyone, the first time was nerve-wracking. I paced back and forth nude in my room until getting up the nerve to really go outside. It was only a couple of hours, and I was hooked. I enjoy going every summer now, as frequently as I can. I find it to be the most relaxing and enjoyable thing I’ve ever done.
-Larry
Ohio
A Missed Chance
It absolutely was 1947 or 48. My family drove around to the coast. 
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Visit our sitenudist girls following morning Mother and Father were discussing where to go. Dad needed to really go to Sunshine Park but Mom desired to go to Atlantic City. Finally, they decided to ask my sister and I where we desired to go. We both determined Atlantic City.
I later found Sunshine and Health magazines in Dad’s underwear drawer after my sister went away to school and I inherited her job of putting away the laundry. I found the magazines intriguing. I liked the images!!
I started to read the magazines and found nudism interested me. I found a newsstand that sold nudist magazines and started to buy them to read. At that time the law occasionally raided nudist camps so I stayed away until I was discharged.
It was while I was in school which I seen my first nudist resort, Zoro Nature Park in Indiana. It was when I’d become a part of a resort in California that I recalled May’s Landing from the time my sister and I decided to visit Atlantic City instead. Maybe my family would have become nudist. I afterwards became a nudist, but I am the only nudist in the family.
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-George F.
Fallon, Nevada
From Skinny Dipping to Living Clothing Free
My first real nudist encounter was in 1994 when I went to a nudist resort since I needed to go skinny-dipping like I used to at the YMCA before it went coed and required bathing suits.
As a youngster I were told that one didn’t go around bare, and while it was acceptable to alter clothing in the existence of other men certainly it was not done in front of females.
My first issue was that I I wasn’t certain how I could be comfortable nude in front of other folks for a protracted period of time for no reason when I felt uneasy just being naked alone. I faced this by becoming used to going around my home nude even when I did not need to be.
When I arrived at the resort I was met by a bare man in the office who registered me and gave me the information on the resort. I undressed before the tour because even though no one understood me, I was not going to embarrass myself in public by seeming out of place.
My tour ended at the lake and because my reason behind going there was so I really could swim bare I went into the water.
Afterwards I took a quick walk on my own. As I passed other individuals a grin and “Hello” was in order, the dearth of clothes was of no importance.
I returned to the lake for more swimming and sunning.
As the shower and adjoining hot tub made the drying area humid, I went outside. That did it for me. I was dried by the gentle breeze along with the warm sunlight. That convinced me that this was how we were meant to be. There was nothing disgraceful about being bare.
Little did I know at that time how much I would enjoy the comfort of being naked. Since that visit I have joined other nudist organizations and attended lots of nudist events. I’ve been on numerous naked cruises and now live in a clothing optional community where I can be naked constantly except when it’s too cold or I am going into town.
Now, for me, being naked is my way of life.
-George W.
Paw Paw, West Virginia
First Nudist Encounter
After moving to Florida the preceding year I started hunting the Web for nudist areas and found there were several about 70 miles away. I wanted to try it and and didn’t know if I had the nerve. It was not long before all my fears were gone. It felt so good to go into the pool and sunbathe with no bathing suit.
I met another couple that was there for the very first time and everyone was so friendly. My wife never did undress and more than likely never will. No one cares what your body looks like, it is merely a comfortable feeling.
Now I’m a routine at Lake Como, can not wait for the weather to warm up so I can head down there again. I also took part in the Skinny Dip last summer at Lake Como and had a blast. Once you go bare it is very hard to need to put on a bathing suit at a public beach or pool. There is nothing like the nude lifestyle!
-Tom B.
A Model Nudist, Component Two
I eventually modeled for the normal figure drawing course during the spring term. Alas, the young lady who’d introduced me to this new profession never saw me model. The figure drawing class was little, only five students, and I got quite comfortable posing for them. Toward the end of the term, the teacher asked me to model for her general drawing class. I concurred, and I was somewhat shocked when I showed up for it. I went ahead and took everything away and got on the model stand. The class went great, and by the time it absolutely was over, I didn’t desire to get dressed. Nearly everyone was really friendly, and I wondered in case the nudity was what made people open up.
I went home that summer, and by then, I had learned to look in the classified ads of papers for a number of things. I found an advertisement for a nudist camp east of Dallas called the Ponderosa Ranch. After my modeling experience, I had to go and experience this. I was buzzed in and told to drive to the office. As I went up the dirt road, I saw a naked woman on her knees on the earth, working in a flower garden. I went in the office and paid my day fee to the naked lady there. I went back to the car and stripped down.
The camp wasn’t very packed, but I loved the pool and hot tub. A few teenagers arrived in the day, home from school. I wasn’t even 19 years old at the time, so these were close to my age. A couple of them vanished, but two girls returned, bare, and went swimming. It was such a liberating experience to be naked and free around others, especially people of the opposite gender, and not feel any angst or tension.
When I went back to the Ponderosa, it was on a Saturday, and there were many more folks there. I remained for the weekly dance, and located a liberty that I ‘d never felt. I still loathe to dance with clothing on. During every excursion, I hated to put clothes on and leave. And I hated the arrival of cold weather.
I am 44 years old now and quite active in my church. I still model occasionally, and I still love to escape to a nudist resort whenever I can. I am fortunate to really have a wife who loves nudism with me, as well as our kids have taken to it also. https://s3.amazonaws.com/nudistpics/family-nudists-pics.html don’t ever imagine a time when I could ever stop loving naked diversion.
-Dan H.
Fort Worth, Texas
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