Fall 2023
It’s a quiet evening. The moon is not due until way after midnight. We arrive at the big pool of mineral water. There are several friends sitting and laying about comfortably. Some are ghostly orange nude figures in the fire light. The white grey bodies are better hidden, submerged in the glistening basalt black waters. Earlier, I bumped into a fellow invisible soaker, who unbeknownst, lay next to me, resting in the dark.
We are ready to dip. We are actually still ready after a pair of days. We haven’t been anything but wholly naked since before we arrived. At this time, the warmer days, grace us with lovely nights. The air is a similar temperature to the waters themselves. It is comforting warm bath.
The Free Range Naturist 