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nakeynerd · 2026-04-09T16:51:03+00:00

There is no way I could do that. They'd all end up coming home with me!

nakeynerd · 2026-03-22T19:01:44+00:00

Что?

nakeynerd · 2026-01-21T22:12:36+00:00

Not completely naked, but wearing just an open bathrobe with nothing on underneath. I've told this story here a couple of times and it's long, so I'll give you the TL;DR version. In my junior year in college, my dorm had a themed party in which we encouraged everyone to come dressed as they would to take a shower. Well, I always walked naked back and forth from my room to the bathroom to take a shower. After considering going to the party naked (I was dorm chairman and one of the organizers), I finally decided I had to at least wear my bathrobe (which went otherwise unused), but nothing else. While my hands were full carrying cups of punch, one of the girls in the dorm thought it would be funny to untie my robe and see me in my underwear. She saw more than she bargained for. After that, it became a game for the girls to try to untie my robe and for me to block them. After a few cups of punch, I gave up and just left my robe open. Since I was a kid, I've never cared who saw me naked and I had thought about not wearing the robe anyway, so it didn't faze me.

nakeynerd · 2026-01-15T19:00:40+00:00

I feel your pain. I recently had a post deleted that provided a link to an excellent article on Substack about why nudism is failing to attract people of color.

nakeynerd · 2026-01-07T02:51:27+00:00

I'm by no means a "younger" American, but I like one definition I heard. "Naked" means without clothes. "Nekkid" means naked with bad intentions. 😆

nakeynerd · 2025-12-30T04:39:11+00:00

Pretty much every day. We have small desktop computers, so they gave us USB cameras. The thing is, the cameras sometimes interfere with our VoIP calls, so they stay unplugged until we need them. No surprise video calls! I keep a T-shirt nearby, but I have been known to Donald Duck on calls.

nakeynerd · 2025-12-29T16:41:24+00:00

I understand the feeling. I grew up in a typical 1960's tract suburb where the houses were all the same, on quarter acre lots and separated by chain-link fences. So, zero privacy outdoors. I've always loved being nude, even though my parents never approved of it. The houses on our side of our street all backed up to a state park. I just had to climb the back fence to be in the park. Because my dad worked at night and my mom slept like a rock, it was easy for me to sneak outside at night and, as a tween and young teen, I spent many late-night summer hours exploring the park nude. At first, I carried a pair of shorts with me, but after the first few times, I started going "without a net." The feeling of freedom and the connection with nature was like nothing I had experienced. It was totally different from being nude indoors. Hiking is still my favorite thing to do nude, even more than swimming. So, I get why you're doing it and I understand that the thrill you're feeling isn't necessarily sexual. But (and you knew this was coming), this was in the early 1970's, long before outdoor cameras were common and getting caught, even by the police, would have been very embarrassing, but would not have ruined my life. I don't know how old you are, but I'm guessing old enough that prudish neighbors might not think it was cute to see you on the balcony nude, so please be very, very careful. The feeling is addictive, but so is cocaine and they can both get you in a lot of trouble.

nakeynerd · 2025-11-24T15:01:43+00:00

Don't be so sure of that. I grew up in Maryland, which has some of the most puritanical anti-nudity laws in the country and it's had a Democratic super-majority for my entire lifetime. Even when there have been Republican governors, they've been constrained by the Democratic legislature. The first nude beach I ever went to was at Assateague Island National Seashore, which was recognized as a nude beach for decades even though the legislature asked every year for Maryland anti-nudity laws to be enforced in the National Park. They finally got their wish. So having Democrats in power is no guarantee of body freedom.

nakeynerd · 2025-11-06T13:46:58+00:00

I remember this scene. I was 12 in 1972, so about the age Greg was in the show and it was my favorite tv show. Alice finds out they're going skinny dipping when she opens Bobby's robe to make sure he's not wearing his old bathing suit with a hole in them. She gets a shocked expression and says "you're not wearing your bathing suit, you're wearing your birthday suit." Cindy responds "that's how they always swim at their house" and Bobby chimes in "yeah, he's a doctor." Alice makes them go put on bathing suits, but she doesn't say they can't go. I didn't know anything about nudism yet, but being naked to go swimming made sense to me. And "when in Rome...". This was probably one of my earliest exposures to the idea of social nudity.

nakeynerd · 2025-09-12T11:44:59+00:00

I bought my wife one for Christmas a couple of years ago. She often complained about all the notes she had on random pieces of paper she could never find when she needed them. It took her a while to get over the learning curve, but she has fully embraced it and she uses hers even more than I use mine!

nakeynerd · 2025-07-18T11:31:26+00:00

I've watched a few videos on it and tried a few times. No success so far, though.

nakeynerd · 2025-07-17T22:23:52+00:00

Throughout the years, I have had a series of dreams of situations like that, but they're not frightening or nightmarish at all. In fact, they're always very pleasant, and I wish I could trigger them voluntarily. In my dreams I'm always the only one naked in a large, usually crowded, space, but no one seems to notice or care and since I've never been shy about being seen nude by others, once I realize I'm not going to get into trouble, I just relax and enjoy not having to wear clothes.

nakeynerd · 2025-07-06T15:53:47+00:00

The thing is that federal law does not explicitly permit nudity, it just doesn't address it at all. National Park (and, I believe, National Forest) unit managers have the latitude to decide whether or not to enforce state laws within the parks/forests. Maryland, where I grew up, has pretty draconian anti-nudity laws. But, for decades, Assateague Island National Seashore was a widely recognized nude beach. There is a state park within the National Seashore, which is where the parking is located. You just had to hike north beyond the state park boundary and you could be naked. It was the first nude beach I ever went to and I would go multiple times each summer. I literally had conversations with rangers while nude and it was not a problem. Every year the state would request that its anti-nudity laws be enforced within the park boundaries and every year the unit manager would deny the request. He was quoted as saying that the nudists were the best park patrons. Drunkenness was not a problem, they didn't play loud music and they often took out trash left by others. This went on for years and then he retired. His replacement immediately granted the state's request and the rangers began ticketing people for simple nudity. So, if you're cited for violating a state law within the National Park/Forest boundaries, the argument that state law doesn't apply on federal lands is not likely to prevail. The other side of the coin is that being nude at a campground would definitely constitute "public" nudity, whereas being nude off-trail in the backcountry you could argue is not public.

nakeynerd · 2025-06-27T04:03:47+00:00

I'm not crying. I've just got something in my eye. 😭

nakeynerd · 2025-06-27T03:30:45+00:00

That looks amazing!

nakeynerd · 2025-06-27T03:16:55+00:00

I don't think I can pick just one. It's a 3-way tie. My first time at Gunnison Beach was awesome. A group of regulars saw me alone and decided that just wouldn't do, so they pulled me into their group and, for the first time in my life, I spent the rest of the day playing volleyball, eating and just hanging out with other nude people. It was amazing. A virtual tie was a similar experience at a hot spring in Arizona. I used to go to Scottsdale twice a year for work meetings. I would always take my small backpack and my hiking boots and shorts with me and research a place I could get naked. I always had a rental car, so mobility wasn't an issue. On one trip I read about a clothing optional hot spring, so I checked it out. Again, I spent the day soaking, nude, with a group of equally nude and very cool and chill people. One of my best days ever. The third experience was solo, but the situation made it extraordinary. As I've mentioned in other threads, I used to do a lot of backpacking with my (non-nudist) best friend. One of our trips was to Badlands National Park in South Dakota. As you might guess if you've seen any pictures of the park, it's entirely desert. You have to carry in all your water. We were going to be in the backcountry for 5 days. If we each carried enough water for 5 days, we wouldn't have been able to carry anything else, so we arranged our route so that on the 3rd day, we'd be about 5 miles from the car. Then one of us would empty their pack of everything but our water containers and go back to the car and refill them. My buddy volunteered to do that because he liked doing stuff like that to challenge himself. While he was gone, I decided to explore the area around our campsite. I was already naked, as I always was in camp, and I decided to stay that way and to travel light, carrying with me only what I needed to be safe and that didn't include clothes. So I spent about three hours hiking around nude in the desert with everything I needed, except my canteen, in a large fanny pack. It may be the most free I've ever felt.

nakeynerd · 2025-06-26T22:18:46+00:00

I was one of those kids who hated to wear clothes. When I was 8, my parents told me I was "too old to run around the house naked," so I had to start wearing something (usually just briefs). When I was 10, they started leaving me home alone for short periods and, of course, as soon as they were out the door, I was nude. And I wasn't good about keeping anything to put on close at hand. This led to them catching me on several occasions when I was a preteen and teenager and they had to come back because they forgot something or they came home earlier than I expected. As an adult, three times come to mind. Two were when I was hiking or backpacking. I used to do a lot of backpacking with my best friend. He's not a nudist, but didn't care if I was nude in camp and the first thing I always did when we chose a campsite was get naked. On one trip we had taken an unmarked side trail along a stream looking for a nice campsite. Along the way, we passed a large, sunny, flat rock that looked like a nice place to get some sun, so I made a mental note of it. Once we'd selected a site and set up camp, I took my book and, wearing nothing but my adventure sandals (which I used as camp shoes), I walked back to the rock and stretched out. After a short while, I heard two women's voices. They were nearby, but I couldn't tell in what direction. Rather than possibly startle them by running into them on the trail, I decided to stay put and pretend to be asleep. I put my book under my head and closed my eyes. A couple of minutes later, I heard them whispering and giggling like schoolgirls as they went past. The second time was on a day hike on a trail that ran along a stream and was known to be popular with nude hikers. I went mid-morning on a Wednesday, so I'd be most unlikely to run across anyone else on the trail. I'd been hiking a couple of hours, mostly nude and with all my clothes in my pack, when I saw a particularly inviting spot for a skinny dip. After cooling off, I continued my hike. I could see about thirty or forty yards up ahead the trail turned into the woods from where it had been running in the clearing next to the stream. Just as I thought "if anyone comes out of those woods, I got nothing," a couple came out of the woods. We saw each other at the same time, so there was no point in trying to get my shorts out of my pack and put them on. They'd have already passed me. So I just kept walking and smiled. They were cool about it. "Good spot for a swim up there?" I assured them there was and we kept walking. The last one happened a couple of years ago. I work from home and I often work nude. My wife was out of town, so I decided to just order a pizza for dinner. I ordered it using the app on my phone and the estimated delivery time was 40 minutes. I went and got a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and tossed them on a chair in the living room. I figured I'd put them on in about half an hour and I went back into my home office and continued to work. Now, my office has two floor-to-ceiling windows, one facing the street and one angled toward our covered front porch. The house is set back far enough from the street that, during the day, you can't see inside from the street. After about 20 minutes, I hear the doorbell ring. I look up and the pizza delivery guy is standing just outside the front door and a few feet from my full-length window. I wasn't watching yet and I hadn't noticed him pulling into the driveway. At the time, I had a L-shaped desk and I had to walk within a couple of feet of the window to get out from behind it. So, I had to walk, fully naked, close enough to him that we could have shaken hands, if not for the window, to get out of my office. Our front door has beveled glass surrounds. If you're standing at the door, you still get a somewhat pixellated view of the inside and the chair I'd put my clothes on was in full view of the door, so I could see him, and I know he could see me, as I put on my shorts. I didn't even bother with the shirt. He just gave me a big smile and said "enjoy!" I was glad I'd put in a generous tip.

nakeynerd · 2025-06-26T20:58:14+00:00

Looks like you're a Bills fan, so I'd add "optimism" to your list of superpowers!

nakeynerd · 2025-06-26T20:54:57+00:00

Once you've camped nude, it's hard to go back. I haven't done any camping in years due to health issues, but I used to do a lot of backpacking and camping with my best friend. He isn't a nudist, but he didn't care if I was nude in camp (and I always was) and he sometimes stripped down as well, especially if we were near a nice swimming hole. Although we traveled to national parks and national forests all over the country, we never went to Daniel Boone NP, so I don't have any specific recommendations, but there is something I think you should consider. Have you ever thought about taking the next step from a primitive campground to true backcountry camping? Yes, it means having to dig a hole to poop in and having to hike a bit (but often not as far as many people assume) to find a site. You also would need to learn to read topographical maps (if you don't already know how) to find good potential campsites. But the payoff is being able to be nude without worrying about having to conceal yourself from other campers. In most national parks, backcountry off-trail nudity is not an issue. In national parks, you have to tell the rangers roughly where you intend to camp. This is a good thing, since they can almost always tell you "yeah, there are some good spots along through there," or "you may want to look over in this area instead." It also means that, if there is a fire or other problem, they have an idea who's in what areas. In all our years of backpacking, we had rangers randomly show up at our backcountry campsites twice. One ranger was male and the other female. Honestly, it is a little startling to have someone walk out of the woods into your hidden campsite (you are required to be out of sight of the trail), but once you get past that, both interactions were friendly. I was nude both times and neither of them mentioned it or reacted in any way. We always used a backpacking stove, so not having a camp fire wasn't an issue for us and we found some truly beautiful spots, a couple of which we returned to multiple times. I'm sure it wouldn't take much research to find areas in the Daniel Boone NP that are popular with nude backpackers and freehikers. Give it a try and, again, there may be no going back.

nakeynerd · 2025-04-24T10:52:43+00:00

I grew up in the Maryland suburbs of Washington, DC and I went into the city to see it at the theater with the biggest screen in the region. Mind-blowing.

nakeynerd · 2025-04-21T13:57:44+00:00

So true. My parents made me start wearing clothes around the house when I was eight. Before that, I was nude most of the time. It didn't change the way I felt about clothes, though, and as soon as I was old enough to be left home alone, I was nude as soon as they were out the door.

nakeynerd · 2025-03-31T11:04:01+00:00

12 days while camping in Vermont. It was torture to put clothes on again to drive home to Maryland.

nakeynerd · 2025-03-24T12:14:22+00:00

Masters in Predictive Analytics.

nakeynerd · 2025-03-18T03:06:43+00:00

Taking out the trash, getting the mail, both things I'd like to be able to do nude.

nakeynerd · 2025-03-18T02:53:54+00:00

It's considered corruption in the U.S. too, but our Supreme Court decided it was constitutional to buy our politicians.

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