05-28-2019

Memorial Day weekend was cooler than average. The swimming pool parties had no swimmers in the still too cold waters. The whole of Spring has been like that, but we know that June and the hot times are on the way and we will then be hiking in the higher elevations. Last night, as we were playing music outside, we all knew that we were probably sitting in the last chilly evening.

The morning is feeling wonderful. We have a plan to explore a trail that I saw on satellite images. A couple of weeks before, we were bushwhacking our way up a wash in a part of Tortolita that I didn’t know was there. We had been stopped by a nearly dry waterfall cliff. This trail intersects that wash and appears to bypass the waterfall. It will give us access to the rest of the canyon and possibly a trail that would traverse and take us clear back into our own neighborhood.

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Most of the following sense is not my original content. It was posted September 2015 by randomfactsgeekjga in Uncategorized. The original can be found at:

https://rfgjga1992.wordpress.com/2015/09/21/nudism-vs-clothes/

I added the illustrations and my addendums here for this presentation.

You know that it all just makes a whole lot of common sense!

Nudism is freedom. Naked is natural, naked is beautiful, naked is fun, naked is healthy, naked is happy, naked is never outdated, naked is friendly, naked is cool , naked is the best! Continue reading →

2019-03-17

We have had the intention of staying at the Hot Springs for four naked days with a Friday trip out to Bonita Creek for a hike and exploration of that canyon. The weather has turned cold and sustaining northeasterly winds have tortured us. Our hike has now been changed to Sunday afternoon, when the temperature is forecast to rise above 70F and the winds will drop from 20mph plus to 9 to 13mph. I have hope that the narrow canyon with sharp steep walls will have the winds caught in tree tops, if it doesn’t just swish over it.

I wake up at sunrise Sunday morning. The place is calm and peaceful, as I climb from my tent and warm quilt. I’m still bundled in layers. Just the calm makes a terrific difference, after days of wind. I’m encouraged. Soon, the wind picks up again, however.

We make the walk over to the swimming pool hot tub for one last soak. It is delightful, not too much just right.

When camp is packed away and breakfast eaten. We drive over to say some good-byes, but last on the list is a quick, “warm us up” dip in stingy ‘ol Geronimo pool. There are several morning soakers there to share our bath.

When our task is accomplished, we’re off at a casual pace.

After trying out another different Mexican Restaurant in Safford, we make the drive out of town to Bonita Creek. We are hoping to have few people there. It is out of the way. The rains have the Gila river flooding and raging. Perhaps the water is up where we are going and flooding will dissuade people from crossing the creek in their cars.  That would give us the solitude that we seek for our naked hike and explorations. Continue reading →

One’s attitude has so much to do with dealing with being naked in cold weather. Having chosen and acclimated to the warm and hot desert where I live, my attitude provides horrible support.  In the Summer, I walk in the blast from a furnace and step out to what I sense is akin to opening an oven door. Then, I sit in the heat. I look for shade, but all in all, I like that heat, naked. I love a sauna. I’m a Tucsonan.

So, we visited the Hot Springs and the daily forecast continued to be incorrect. The northeastern wind continued to rush down at force and penetrate every nook and cranny available to it. It got me to think about my naturist cohorts in the north. One in particular comes to mind. He lives up in the grassy chilling cold of Scotland. He hikes for hours, for many miles, nude. He loves it. He takes care to watch wind-chill charts, his skin changes color as it begins to frost, but he keeps moving.

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2019-03-15

Here’s parts I and II:

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2019/08/13/at-the-hot-springs-part-i/

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2019/08/16/at-the-hot-springs-part-ii/

Another Day Brings….

The winds increase the next day, which is not as the forecast foretold. Our little tent had been luffing like a sail throughout the night. The flexible arched poles would flex and bend, so much that it caused the walls to cower and nudge my thick goose down camping quilt.

We remain bundled to peak out of the tent. We remain bundled to eat breakfast. We wander around bundled in layers of clothing to mediate. We wonder, “What’s with all of the clothes?”

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2019-03-14

I’m going to put this trip into four parts and publish them with a more rapid timing than weekly. They lead up to a new discovery and the subsequent nude hike through a riparian wilderness.

Remember, You can click on any picture to enlarge it and enhance it.

Carnuding with a Challenging Surprise:

After a quick trip to Sprouts Grocery and topping off the tank, we take off for the hot mineral springs. It is a bit chilly out there, but warm, nude in the shelter of the SUV.

Today, we exit town through the Davis Monthan Aircraft Graveyard. I hadn’t been this way in a while to see our tax dollars at work. It is several square miles of storage of government aircraft, mothballed and much of it antiquated. It can be seen across the valley as a white lake.

https://www.airplaneboneyards.com/davis-monthan-afb-amarg-airplane-boneyard.htm

We continue through the vast Southwestern Arizona homelands on the interstate. Texas Canyon opens out into the Wilcox area and the salt flats. The Chiricahua Mountains grow as we get closer.

The contrast of white snow on the mountains as a backdrop to carpets of yellow flowers and blue bells is a fascinating juxtaposition.

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2018-12-23

I’ve been working to prepare my house to put on the market for months now. Long 12 and 13 hour days with lots of hard active work later, DF and I are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. After a particularly long day’s work until 2am, we were awake at 5:30 to greet the photographer.

This schedule has slowed our sense of celebration, but we have a wonderful clear day in the 70F’s to enjoy. We had an intention for a sweat that was to occur the night before and a hike. We can’t do it all. Our long hike to the county line becomes a short walk to Havarock.

We take a camera, a bottle of water, shoes and a couple towels rolled up to rest our heads. We are going to share that big flat boulder and this blessing of winter sun. The sweat will come later. At 11am we’re going to work on our winter tan.

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2019-06-23

Here is Part I:

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2019/07/21/white-mountain-getaway-for-solstice-part-i/

Next Day:

We’re camping in the White Mountains.

I wander around in the morning light. Nearby, I find a lean-to shelter has been built by industrious campers. There are two very thick old logs lying around a few old fire pits near this.

Suddenly as if déjà vu, I realize a flood of memories. This is where I stood naked 21 years ago. I was in the camp of a couple of young guys and an art student from ASU in Tempe. She had taken my body paint sticks and created a swirly colorful psychedelic pattern across my back. These flowed out of the bands of a rainbow corresponding with chakras in the front. I was dubbed “Rainbow Man.”

I stand here remembering the conversations and reactions, as I was transformed by paint. Much begins to be more familiar, here. I can now confirm that the evergreen bush, that I saw yesterday, was where I had placed my tent.

She had been swiping paint on my body. I had approached them wearing boxer shorts with a Grateful Dead logo. Her squeamish compadre winced and gasped as I dropped them to give her full access to her art project. The coquettish young man looked as if he couldn’t believe what was happening.

As she neared my genitals, the obvious question needed to be addressed. I volunteered to slap paint on the delicate matter.

The rest of the day was spent in constant expressions of joy at the Rainbow Man. Some just had to hug me, some respectfully stating that they wished that they had the guts to do present themselves in just body paint. The primary colors were a more dramatic flower scene in a green hued world. I was covered by positive expressions and the loving tidings of 10.000 good souls.

We have breakfast and a casual start on a walk about. DF will see how things go. The broken toe may stop our excursion early. We’ll see.

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2019-06-22

We needed a quick getaway from it all. We wrapped things up Friday night to hit the road Saturday morning. The idea is a cruise and a campout in the cool mountains. We felt the need to do something for the Solstice World Naked Hiking Day, even a day late.

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