Monthly Archives: January 2019

My Private Place for Naturism #23

A Continuing Series


The good weather is back. At noon, I decide to take advantage of it. I step out onto the granite slab to see how it all feels. I’m not surprised, but awed by just how wonderful it all feels. I’m compelled to go further, but I need to protect my bare feet. Bare feet are sensual on this smooth granite slab with its contours and interesting textures, but the desert waits with many disasters with sharp needles.

Five-toes shoes on, I walk out to the sweat and grab a broom. The stealth trail to Havarock has needed a sweeping off of prickery cholla bundles of spines and other landmine-like debris.

As I sweep my way along the trail, there are many hoof prints, large and small. The ground is dug up considerably, here and there.

I hear an animal in the bushes a few feet away, but I’m surprised to find it to be an uncharacteristically loud cottontail bunny.

I smell an animal as I approach the ridge near Havarock. Someone is home.

I’m surprised today by a large loud sound. Two mule deer burst to the north, another to the east. They are heavy animals and their hooves clack against the exposed granite. Often, it crumbles.

I try the transpersonal energy on them, but this time, it doesn’t seem to show a noticeable calm in the deer. They do however, stop and just stare at the strange naked intruder with his hands in the air. They wait.

I just stand still and observe, as they observe back. After a while, I decide that I don’t want to disturb them in their sheltering retreat. I want them to come back and enjoy this safe place, as I know is their tradition. I pick up my broom, turn and walk away.

A few steps and I hear the loudness of more deer bounding away, which had been in cautious hiding behind some rocks. They have been silent, just 30 feet away. Three more, I count.

Two do that springing jump that they do from a standing position. These two have so few individual characteristics, that they are like twins. First one and then the next, it’s like a déjà vu. A little more of fascinated observation and I am on my way.

What a gift it is to live here.

Early next week, I’ll publish our nude canyoneering foray into a remote canyon.


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Carr Peak…Perfect! Part III: THE RETURN:


We have been up Carr Peak in the Huachuca Mountains. There could be a chance of rain on this mountaintop. We have a downhill walk after a long days hiking in wonderment.

The previous Part I can be found here:

and Part II:

When it feels like time to return, I look to see what is happening with that large storm out west. It seems to be heading down into Mexico and might pass south of us. We haven’t brought our rain ponchos, Arizonans that we are. We speculate the chill that a storm like that could have on our unprotected bodies. We’ll keep one eye open.

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Carr Peak…Perfect! Part II


We’re walking up Carr Peak in the Huachuca Mountains. This day trip is exploratory and an experiment to gather full confidence to backpack to Miller Peak before the season’s end our opportunities.

Last week, we began our foray up Carr Peak, which may be found here:

We are about to venture into one of the most astounding moments of a lifetime…naked.

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Carr Peak…Perfect!


We have been doing more and more difficult climbs to be in shape for backpacking up to Miller Peak in the Huachuca Mountains. Carr Peak is a neighbor. Climbing it will tell us how much water we will have to carry to Miller Peak and give us a better idea of what is in store for us. By the end of this day, we will have had a cumulative elevation gain of around 2800 ft. and then back down, all in about six and a half miles. This will cover about half of the trek to Miller Peak.

The monsoon rains are winding down. After weeks of nearly daily rains, these mountains may be in a floral splendor according to a Forest Ranger that I talked to. The weather is looking perfect, it’s in the mid-seventies and there is little chance of rain.

We drive up Friday evening after work. I have the back of the SUV set up as a bed, so all that we have to do is eat, grab our bags and hit the trail Saturday morning.

Looking Up at Carr Peak from the Campground

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