Monthly Archives: August 2018

Monsoon Dawn into Sunrise


Night into Day

I like to feel the dawn. The nakedness most certainly adds to the wonder. Senses are alive. It perks up my consciousness. The animals are all responding, birds singing, night life is going to rest. Most species respond to each other sexually at this time, awakened by the sun. I can experience the energy of the associated sensations myself, as a fellow animal.

Then, there is the morning sunlight, its warmth, its relaxing effects. I sometimes feel like a lizard warming myself on a rock, getting the sleeping blood to lighten up.

During the monsoon, the morning display of the sunrise clouds can strike spiritual awe. There are the beams of light, the angle of it casting longer shadows, making everything that much more distinctive.

Rain Far to the East

This morning, there is a blessed cool breeze circulating around the fresh green growth and my body. It will be 110 later today, breaking another record. This is a pleasant respite.

Monsoon sunrise, wondrous sunrise, hews of gold, silhouettes of saguaros and purple mountains. I see turquoise thunderheads over the Catalinas.

I wonder, am I ever closer to earth and my nature in the universe, than as these nude times?

This body feels loved by a universe, welcomed this morning, as another piece of nature. A part of what is wondrous. The unique smells of the monsoon, its plants, flowerings, the earth soaked with moister and cleansed, every miracle, I am a part of these, too. I am this, simply because I was born to perceive it fully.

Out at White Sands Missile Range, a day’s drive east, someone has pushed a button and set off a rocket. I see the glowing trail from where I stand. The sun enriches its display. I watch, as it floats apart, growing into a long golden cloud itself. For all of man’s world, its war, its technology, the interplay of seemingly important activities, there is irrelevance. None of it truly matters in a moment during a monsoon sunrise. All of it is diminished by a thunderhead over a mountain range, the sound of sweet life, and the smell of a desert exploding with bounty after rain.

This is all best savored without an agenda. That is only within this moment, not preoccupied with a list of chores and concerns, just awareness and sense of gratitude, being here, now. The rest can wait…maybe until after going back to bed for a while…in peace….

Effects of a Setting Sun in an Eastern Sky


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Mira Vista


I still owed DF a day at Mira Vista Resort for her birthday, a present from a couple of months earlier. We set the date and took our chances with the weather. The monsoon should be appearing, which could mean rain, or clouds.

This is a free range website, where we advocate roaming most everywhere in a nude lifestyle. So, you may ask, what are we doing talking about a penned in resort? Well, could you even imagine us going to a clothed resort? Simply, there IS a time and place for a resort and this one doesn’t require that we dress.

Mira Vista is very pleasant and relaxed. There are social conditions there. There are facilities, amenities, people to interact with, fellowship and events to participate in. In many of its aspects, there is a taste of what life should be ideally.

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Maverick Spring: Part II


We are visiting Maverick Springs by way of Green Mounting Trail in the Catalina Range.

Part I is here:




It is pleasant to awaken under a canopy of trees with a sky blue background and the warmth of the sun on my face. I have been comfortably wrapped up in our camping quilt and a down jacket with its hood. Now, I am realizing the warmth and peeling off layers accordingly.

I stretch on the air-mattress, realizing that the tent is just long enough. I am also aware that my calves got a workout yesterday walking downhill with that extra weight. The new style five-finger shoes without the heel strap only created slippage. My ankles had to compensate on the rough extremely uneven surfaces. I’ll be doing stretches more this morning.

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Maverick Spring: Part I


We have had the Green Mountain Trail on the bucket list for several years. Our destination is an off shoot of the Green Mountain Trail called Maverick Springs Trail. My internet research has shown me that there is a concrete cistern there with water “always.” We can’t be certain according to the Forest Service representative on the phone. She has never been there.


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Green Mountain Trail: The Reconnoiters: Part II

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I have been solo in the Catalina Mountains working out a camping tarp arrangement:

After I break camp, I stop about a ¼ mile past San Pedro Vista, which is a very popular lookout to the San Pedro River Valley and beyond.

Looking Out to the San Pedro Valley

}  I am at the Green Mountain Trailhead parking lot. I have had hopes for this spot. Going up the previous day, there was only a white SUV. The same one is still there.

As I pull up naked, I have to park away because the people are just coming out to get in and leave. They drive off and I figure that the trail is mine. I don’t know how far that I will hike. The plan is to walk this, but I am most interested in just looking things over for future, longer backpacking sojourns.

Everything has been either stair step up, or down in this mountain range. I know by my research, that this one is a downhill and any distance would be uphill on the return. I am already feeling tired. I’m sure that I haven’t yet acclimated to the elevation.

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Mt. Lemmon experiments and Green Mountain Trail: Part I


The purpose of this trip is to try out my new bivy bag and experiment with tarp shelters and guy-lines. I have some purchases to make and I need to get better information. Also, I need to study and this would afford me time and solitude for that. It also would be nice to get out of the June heat and into the refuge of the pines trees at 9000 feet.

The ultra-light weight can open up many new opportunities for stealth camping and hiking freely in more remote areas. Eight to fifteen pounds is an entirely different experience from an old 45 pound rig filled with comforts on my back.

I don’t know where I am headed really, just Mt Lemmon. There was a trail at 7000 ft. and a camping area at around 9000ft. All along the way up here, I have been looking for spots where I might be able to camp and then hike just out of sight of the beaten path, checking terrain, vegetation and possibilities of water.

This is always a beautiful drive. I had to stop with another motorist facing me in the other direction, to allow the safe road crossing of a young coatimundi, a very unusual delightful sight.

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