Relative Luxury in the Ironwood Forest: Pt. II

2015-05-25

This is a continuation of Pt. I, which is here:

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2017/11/16/relative-luxury-in-the-ironwood-forest/

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When we left off last time, we had had a walkabout out in the direction of Ol’ Ragged Top, a lunch and a siesta.

As far as we can tell, we have this vast monument to ourselves. The road isn’t that far from us, we can’t always hear other vehicles for the noise of the generator powering the air-conditioner. We see only one red pickup truck, which is one that I had encountered a month or more ago, when we had been enjoying the spring flower masses. It is a couple of locals, privileged to live grandfathered into the middle of this grand preserve.

As 5:30pm approaches, we all climb into my 4×4 to explore a trail that I had seen from the satellite map. It appeared to go up the southwestern side of Ragged Top, a good place to catch a sunset.

Ol’ Ragged Top: A View from Camp

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Relative Luxury in the Ironwood Forest

2015-05-24

Ironwood National Monument was created by President Clinton’s signature at the end of his term. It was a long process of ranchers, mines, naturalist, several government entities, the University of Arizona and all of the various parties with a stake in the area coming to a satisfactory solution. It was created to preserve a treasure. There are just two intact ironwood forest ecosystems left on our planet. We want to share with you the beauty, the awe and the grace of this natural monument. Its status of being protected is in jeopardy. The current federal administration has been ordered by the president to review it and potentially place it on the chopping block. We hope to inspire you to write your congressman, and appropriate administrators, talk and network among those that you know. Your letters and comments do have influence.

So in celebration….

Arrival:

We load up and carnude out to Ironwood National Monument, which is northeast of Tucson. We are to meet a pair of friends out there and stay a couple of days and nights in their 31 foot motorhome, camping in relative luxury compared to the backpacking that we have been getting used to. The temperatures, will be highs in the 80F’s and lows in the 50F’s, then moving into mid’90F’s for the first time in this unusually cool May.

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DF Does One Solo: A Trip Report

2017-10-14

I’m the ghost writer for DF on this one. The voice is meant to be hers.

 

Last Friday, I left work at noon and took off from Tucson to spend the weekend with my friend Amy at the Essence of Tranquility Hot Springs, near Safford Arizona.

On the way out of town, on the freeway, I decided to slip off my pants. I haven’t traveled with clothing for a while and never on the way to Safford. Yet, I’d never done this alone. I managed to slip them off and get comfortable, although I still left my T-shirt on. I drove the 100 miles, more or less, of interstate highway like this without stopping.

When I turned off of the interstate I-10 onto the highway 191, and away from the truckers, I pulled my top over my head, and now felt convenient and comfortable completely nude. It is another 30 minutes, or more, to the Hot Springs.

When I arrived at the hot springs, I pulled up and put my clothes on in the parking lot. I checked in, met my friend and got settled into one of the cute little bungalows.

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Sutherland Trail

2017-10-29

It is Halloween weekend. We start out attending a costumed event as a pair of famous naked people. Sunday, we decide to have a hike up the Sutherland Trail at the foot of the Catalina Mountains. We have to be back to my place by 2pm to host a community sweat.

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Rethinking Strategies When Encountering Others

Jbee and DF choose naturism and nudity.  We feel free and natural, healthy, and wholesome. We are more aware, more in the moment, more spiritually free, when we are naked. We don’t wear clothing, unless we feel the need. We go nude, whenever that is possible. It is fun, cooler in the heat and altogether positive.

We are liberated and free to be nude in our domestic lives and in some social settings where we can be casually nude among friends.  We do what we can to live in liberation. Above all, we love the naturism of camping and hiking.  We seek remote places to explore with our bodies, mindfulness, and meditations. We experiment with the wonderment of our natural world, its relationship with our own nature and our spiritual consciousness.

Yet in this pursuit, we have another barrier to body freedom to break down.  When hiking, we occasionally encounter another textiled person, or group and we have been thinking about our response in those situations. Generally, we have covered up hurriedly.  But is this the correct way to promote the benefits, public understanding and society’s emancipation of naturism? Hiding our natural body gives off an air of guilt, and this misrepresents our feelings and the innocence of what we do in a nude state.

What does this communicate?

Hiding, for us, became artful stealth in the illusion that the world is populated with people who object to naked people and this began to suffocate the freedom of our spirits.  But with increasing experience and increasing boldness not to let others denigrate our chosen way of being and its benefits, we have collected anecdotal experience ourselves and from other bolder nude hikers about encounters with textiles. We are by no means alone – there are many naturists seeking to be naked in nature.

The conclusion is very encouraging.  Our findings are that a vanishingly small proportion of people, certainly less than 5%, have an objection.  Around a fifth of people encountered, while a little uneasy in the unfamiliar situation, soon express no harm with being around naked hikers and profess no problem or alarm.  The clear majority see nothing wrong with the choice to not to wear clothes.

Recently, there was an article about “naking” in The Naturist Society’s “N” magazine. The authors have been hiking naked, much of it on the Appalachian Trail, for years now. I’ll quote, “We have seen and met hundreds of people during our naked hikes. A lesson that we learned quickly and has shaped our behavior is this: the way that you behave sets the tone for how others will accept your nudity. It sounds simple and it may even sound a little crazy, but it is true. If you are happy and friendly and appear to have no understanding that being unclothed is NOT the norm, then the people that you encounter will behave that way, too.” Being comfortable in your skin’ sounds simple and evidently has the desired effect.

“Have a great day!”

Among those that have a more considered and active toleration are Forest Service employees.  Due to its frequency, they accept simple nudity where the trail is sparsely populated, or deserted, but prefer that you to cover up in camping sites and busy trailheads. There is no Federal nudity law, so the Forest Service will only act where there is a supportable complaint (rare).

Of course, there may be places and situations where we need to comply with the many miscellaneous State laws or the specific instruction of an authority there at the time. They may (or may not) be appropriately interpreting the law, or our rights, but they can mean trouble. There is a common-sense component to apply.

We now realize that we have errored on the side of caution during our nude travels. Therefore, we have reformulated and clarified our responses to encounters with people. While nude hiking, we shall turn away from embarrassment and guilt and towards a bolder more authentic response, to act with integrity and promote the higher good of emancipation of naturism in these and possibly many other circumstances.

So, if we were to encounter an objector, then our response will be one of calm, non-combative assertiveness and the recognition that the problem is theirs, not ours.  By liberating ourselves from others’ prejudice and prurience, we may then be able to engage with others’ indignation and try to educate. We may be able to defuse any objector’s hang-ups.  We must, of course, act with care, but hopefully we may convince those objectors we encounter that we are just ordinary, nice people without clothing.  In the end, their resolve not to understand may exceed our capacity to communicate reason and of course, aggression cannot be tolerated.  In such cases, there would be no real alternative than to cover up and leave the situation.

Our thoughts turn to somewhat more sensitive situations where there might be adults with children.  Then simple measures to cover genitals and breasts might be prudent. In such events, we would hope that we could satisfy parents’ fears by covering up the legal minimum and show that prior to the encounter we were comfortably naked. This, as example to the children, merely suggests that nudity is a valid choice which anyone can make, and that it is very much okay.

Even with our knowledge of usually favorable experience of encounters and with our many years of positive enjoyment hiking naked, we still know that to achieve our aim, we must embark on a cautious and incremental journey to confront our own prejudices.  We still carry our own early conditioning not to be seen nude. DF has even confessed that still a small voice inside sometimes says, “Good girls don’t do these things.” There is the expectation of negative responses from others.  There will have to be an unlearning of these ingrained yet inappropriate responses.  Success with our own self-knowledge and confidence will achieve a more comfortable, natural and pure mental state which we trust will be evident to those we meet whether friendly, or hostile.

We believe our choice is positive, harmless, and healthy.  We trust that our inner emancipation can be communicated to anyone we meet out in the wilds and that we can make a positive contribution to the understanding of others, to the banishment of unnecessary, oppressive, social stigmas, and to the emancipation of all those who embrace a nude and more natural  lifestyle.

 

Thank-you Nuduke for your consulting.

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Happy Valley, Sad Day

2017-10-21

We lost a friend, after eight years of battling cancer. Because she grew up in Benson and lived so many years in Tucson, it was decided that the memorial service would be held half way between. Happy Valley, is a good point. We hadn’t been back since our trip during the monsoon season in 2013. At that time, the rains had created a place green as Ireland and its rolling hills.

https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2016/12/16/happy-valley-a-trip-report/#more-2091

This weekend it will be a much drier place after months of drought. The contrast will be interesting.

Since we will be making the trip, we decided to spend a night and do a hike the next day. We also have decided to leave Tucson a little early and to see what we can do before the afternoon service.

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Sabino Canyon Stealth

2017-10-05

I see as grand of an orange/yellow face as I have ever seen. The moon is rising up along the side of the Catalina Mountains. As I look down the edge of the mountain range. A thin flat black shadowy cloud hangs across its lower breadth, just like Halloween. It just needs the witch on her broom. Ester creeps up through that cloud into a clear sky, as we attend a music show by a very original local band the Carnavaleros. We find friends and dancing at the metal arts complex. We are waiting for the moon to rise just enough to light our path.

A friend and I have decided to do a full moon walk up Sabino Canyon. The desert lights up like a black and white TV with a big moon like this. The canyon is majestic.

Sabino is a popular attraction with an asphalt paved road running up its length. Only a shuttle uses the road to carry a million passengers each year to various stops along the way. Tourists and locals have long used this oasis to swim in the natural pools and lay under a variety of large trees, which line the creek. The tall canyon walls are spectacular. All of this comes alive under the lunar lighting. It allows naturists to use the usually packed area as they used to do back when Tucson was much smaller.

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Ragged Top Key Lockout: A Trip Report.

Spring mid-1990’s

It was in the spring of nineteen-ninety-something, that my then girlfriend and I got up early Sunday morning to drive out to one of the new ”National Monuments” that former President Bill Clinton had signed off on, at the end of his term. Ironwood National Monument is about 40 miles from my home. Our destination was right in the heart of one of the nicest Ironwood forest left on the planet. It’s where endangered Big Horn Sheep roam freely. The Ironwood itself is found throughout the southwest, but there are only a couple of intact Ironwood ecosystems left on our planet.

This spring, the rains had been unusually frequent and we found ourselves surrounded by a delightful carpet of flowers in yellows, purples, blues, oranges and white.

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Called by the Sunset

The color of the desert gathers a golden hue, beckoning me outside as I stare out the window. Out the door the silence is deafening. There is a chill beginning; I gather my sweatshirt out of the laundry for once last quick use, before cleaning. The gauge tells me mid-50F’s.

My feet, in their VFF-KSO toe shoes, begin to acclimate to the uneven surface, as I walk off to the end of the property to the jeep trail. It feels good, a wake-up.

A stunning site greets me across the valley. A yellow round full moon is peaking its way around the now pink Santa Catalina Mountains, surrounded by pink and blue clouds and sky. It is a winter sky.

The trail becomes rougher with sharp stones strewn across randomly and I step around for the most comfortable footing. Not too much care, just enough; the feet are tough and mustn’t be babied.

Down the hill the jeep trail meets the new graded area and is smooth. I need exercise; I take off running up the hill, a little slower and more tired than I would like. I slow to look out at the fully arisen moon, and then take off again and up the steeper part of the grade.

Atop, I stop to take in the miles of valley before me. Golden light beams shoot across, evening lights are coming on, the entire mountain range is aglow to the east.

Far in the distance, at the peak of the cone, a golden light glares back to me in the Santa Rita Mountains. Something is reflecting light in a perfect manner and angle, maybe just for this evening’s moment.

Running back down the hill, a rich bouquet of florescent blue flowers sits on the side of the road. The fascinating color is augmented by the sunset’s glow. Then, I’m back home.

I haven’t had enough. I take off walking out the stealth trail to see how far I get and what I see before the light dissipates too much.

I am reminded to get a new pair of glasses for the trails that are not for the bifocal. I need to see where my feet are landing. It is winding, a few new jumping cholla buds litter the path.

No masses of spring flowers just yet, but there is evidence of their coming. There are buds, a few early birds, new growth and new plants, where only sand laid before.

The moon keeps coming up.

The sweatshirt feels nicely warm, but unnecessary. I take it off. My body feels more alive all nude. It is as though there is more heat now. I wonder if it is my core that has warmed up. The experience is good. It is sensual.

As I come around the corner of the ridge, returning home, it is cooler. The little valley where the stealth trail lies IS warmer tonight. As time goes on, I’ll learn more about this microclimate, using my bare skin.

Just outside my door, I pray thanks for this miraculous world. Its blessing is everywhere. Nature rules.

 

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De Anza: Up the Mountain

2010-10-02

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At De Anza Naturist Resort there is a landmark mountain of rocks.

It is huge. You can see specks on the top moving around. These are naked people.

Zoomed in, a Naked Person Lounging

There can be found labyrinths of rock formations that tunnel up to the top.

Most people take a trail around the south and then make an ascent up a hill.

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