- Nudist book | Dinershome on Announcing a new fine art nude book series: Pocket Nudes
- admin on Hello world! An introduction from a nudist.
- Bob Lorentzen on Hello world! An introduction from a nudist.
- Sam on Nude Beaches: Red, White, and Blue Beach was only the beginning!
- Chris Eichberger on Nude Beaches: Red, White, and Blue Beach was only the beginning!
Here is a link to the latest book in my series Pocket Nudes. It features one of my favorite photo shoots from 2006 in the Imperial Dunes. I hope you enjoy!
I have just published the first issue of a new book series of fine art nude images from my extensive archives of images that I have taken over the last 7 years. The series is titled “Pocket Nudes”, is designed to get some of the “neglected” images in my archives out into the light and into the hands of the people who appreciate my fine art nude photography. Each issue will feature 10 images from a single photo shoot, with both color and b/w images, and is priced to be affordable at only $10. The new book is available at: http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2486386 and features 2 models from a session done in 2007. I intend to publish a new issue on about a weekly basis. I hope you enjoy it!
For those who read my earlier blog entry “How I got involved in nude recreation; or from birth to Red, White, and Blue Beach”, you will know that my first foray as an adult into the world of nude recreation was to a nude beach, and a day at the beach with nothing on but sunscreen is still one of my favorite indulgences. When I travel I try to include a day at a nude beach whenever possible. I’ve been to nude beaches and beach resorts in the U.S., various places in the Caribbean, and in Europe, including: Red, White, and Blue Beach (now closed), Black’s Beach, Haulover Beach, Fire Island, Little Beach (Maui), Secret Beach (Kauai’i), Orient Bay Beach (St. Martin), Hedonism III (Jamaica), Playa Marbella (Barcelona, Spain), Cap D’Agde (France), Eze sur Mer (France), and more.
I’m going to fudge a little bit on picking my favorite nude beach, because there are a couple that I really enjoy for very different reasons. One thing I will say about spending a day at a nude beach is that whether you are the only person on the beach or there are thousands, it is one of the best ways I know to drop the cares of the world for a while and just enjoy being. So on to my favorites!
Scenario 1, the active day: If you’re going to the beach to enjoy lots of people with lots to do, and still be able to be naked, it is hard to beat Haulover Beach in Miami Beach, Florida. Visit http://www.hauloverbeach.org/ and you will be able to find info about the beach and the story of how it came to be the busiest nude beach in America. On a summer weekend, there are thousands of people in the designated nude beach area and only a few hundred in the “textile” area of the beach. Volleyball, football, horseshoes, swimming, body surfing, surfing, and smashball are some of the activities that people enjoy at Haulover Beach, and all can be done without a stitch of clothing. There is a snack bar, chair and umbrella rentals, and showers and restrooms are close (but you have to cover up to go to the loo). It is pretty easy to see who the “regulars” are because of their tans as well as the fact that they frequently have all their beach gear packed in a push cart of some kind with balloon tires to get over the sand to their favorite spot.
I’ve been to Haulover Beach 4 or 5 times, and it seems like the beach does segregate somewhat into areas that are predominantly “families”, ”couples and singles without kids”, and a “gay/lesbian” section. There is always intermingling and everybody is there for the same reason: to have a fun day at the beach. That means that there is lots of activity, socializing, and noise. If you’re looking for quiet and solitude at Haulover Beach, good luck. Mid-week when the temperature only reaches the low 70′s tends to thin out the beach a bit, but for those of us who are from colder climes, 70 and mostly sunny is definitely beach weather if you are looking for a quiet day. Most of the time though, plan on a typical busy beach day, just without the bathing suits. The parking area is convenient to the beach, but does fill up on the weekends. After the sun goes down, the fun doesn’t stop. Due to the close proximity to South Beach and other attractions, there’s always something going on.
Scenario #2, a quiet day : My favorite beach for a quiet day on a beautiful beach has to be Secret Beach on Kauai’i.
The beach is located towards the north-shore near the town of Kilauea (with its famous lighthouse, visible in the photo). The directions to get there can be a bit tricky and there is about a 1/4 mile hike that involves some rather steep spots which are extremely slippery when there has been any rain. These factors keep Secret Beach pretty “secret”. The beach is not an “officially recognized” nude beach, and while I have never personally had any issues, go nude at your own risk. In the summertime, when the surf is calm, the weather is nice, and there are more people at the beach, there is frequently someone parked in a chair in the area near the end of the path who believes that it is their duty to call in to the authorities and report people sunbathing au natural. The beach is a large beach, however, and even if there is a member of the nudity police near the path, a 10 minute walk down the beach toward the lighthouse will find you in a rocky area that is more secluded and less patrolled. There is a natural spring coming out of the rock wall near this area that I have tried, but you should plan on bringing water and anything else you need with you as there are no amenities. The surf conditions at the beach vary greatly depending on the time of year. The summer months are the calmest months but the break is somewhat treacherous even then and appropriate care must be taken at all times. In the winter months, when the winter swells come in (on days like the one in the above photo) the surf can reach 35-40 feet and the rule on days like those is DO NOT GO IN THE WATER! The second rule is don’t turn your back on the ocean even when you’re not in the water. There are usually a couple of drownings every year on the north shore of Kauai’i because people underestimate the power of the ocean. One couple I remember in particular ignored my specific warnings on a moderately heavy day, got in the water anyway, and lost all their clothing, glasses, shoes, etc to a rogue wave, and were very lucky to hang on to some rocks and avoid being swept out themselves. When the water subsided revealing them clinging to the rocks like wet rats, they scrambled up to safety and said “I had no idea that the waves could get that big.” I was glad they made it, because I would have been powerless to help them. The big wave days do make for some beautiful photographs, but leave the water sports to calmer days. Whatever the surf is like, whether you get in the water or not, the beauty of the beach and the relative seclusion make Secret Beach my favorite quiet/romantic nude beach.
So, there are my 2 favorites. I’ll close with a 2009 shot from Eze sur Mer, which is on the Cote d’Azur, a short walk from the train stop on the line from Nice to Monaco. I hope you have enjoyed this week’s post, and I hope to see you at the beach!
ps. For more of my fine art nude photography, please visit my website: http://www.tjkphotography.com
I’m going to combine the last 2 topics and just do one posting. First up, my favorite AANR resort. This is kind of a tough one for me, because I have been to many but I don’t get the chance to go as often as I would like so I’m going to fudge the topic a bit and talk about 2 clubs: the one I visit most often, and my overall favorite. I live closest to Avalon resort in Paw Paw, West Virginia, so if I have a free day, that’s where I usually end up. The setting is in the mountains about 30 min west of Winchester, VA and about 1:20 from my house. They have nice grounds including both an indoor and outdoor pool areas, tennis, petanique, lodging and restaurant (though I haven’t had the opportunity to stay), and their most unique attraction, the “nudesino” which is a 3 machine casino in the club area. Avalon also hosts some nice events during the year including a music and arts festival and a motorcycle rally. The people are nice and welcoming and it is a nice low-key place to spend the day. My overall favorite AANR resort for past visits has been Cypress Cove Resort in Kissimmee, Florida. I have exhibited photography at art shows hosted at the resort, they have good lodging options, a first class pool area, tennis, restaurant, weight room, and a small “chip and putt” golf area. The proximity to the major Orlando theme park areas also make Cypress Cove a great option for a “mixed” textile and nude vacation. Spend the day enjoying the resort au natural, then put on shorts and a light shirt and head out to one of the parks in the evening when things aren’t so crowded and hot.
So, now onto “a day in the life”. I think most naturists would agree that one of the traits we all tend to share is being pretty easy-going. Therefore, on days I’m going to spend enjoying the freedom to be nude, I wake up and start the day in a really relaxed mood. Packing for the day involves a couple of books, making sure my iPod is charged, a couple of towels, and making sure I have adequate sun-screen. The drive to Avalon from where I live is over the Blue Ridge mountains, across the Shenandoah valley, and into the Appalachian Mountains. On a sunny summer day, the drive is beautiful. Arriving at Avalon, I stop and check in at the welcome desk, pay my day fees, then drive over to the parking area near the pool. Once parked, the first thing I do is, well, “get nekkid.” The outdoor pool area is where I typically spend most of my time and there is a cafe where I can get lunch or a snack or a drink. On a busy summer day, the pool area is usually pretty crowded and both in and out of the pool, but early and late in the season, the pool can sometimes be brisk. I frequently find myself in converations about my photography with fellow nudists, who appreciate and accept nude art much more readily than many Americans (imagine that!!!). I usually bring $20 to play with in the “nudesino”, and it seems like I have better luck there than other gaming establishments (though my experience may not be typical.) I sometimes go out for a hike on their walking trails, but generally it is just a really relaxing day spent sunning by the pool. At the end of the day, I reluctantly get dressed for the drive home and start thinking about my next visit.
Here’s an image I shot in 2008 in So. California. I hope you enjoy!
Next time: Do families bring their children to AANR resorts, and why?
While thinking about what to write for this blog posting, I realized my participation in nude recreation goes back to before I can remember, when my mom used to let us run around our yard without clothes on in the summer. Jumping ahead to what I can remember, still in my childhood, I used to play “Indian” and run around with a “loincloth” made of washcloths (and nothing else) pretending to be a young Indian warrior. Fortunately, (or maybe unfortunately, depending on how you look at it), no photos survive of my enjoyment of that particular activity. I spent a good deal of my youth growing up in Sandy, Utah, in a very conservative social climate. Not very conducive to nudity, but in those days there were still plenty of open fields in the area around our home and it was a relatively short hike of about an hour to reach the lower elevations of Lone Peak, and as a 12 or 13 year old I would hike up into the mountain and find a place to sunbathe nude. While I never chose to share this information with my mother at the time, when we were growing up we were never made to feel ashamed of our bodies. Besides, being in a family of 5 kids wasn’t exactly an environment that made it easy to completely shield oneself from the occasional view of somebody else, and in our house that was no big deal. When we moved from Utah to California when I was in high school, I lost access to my sunbathing spots, and I entered the clothed (or mostly clothed) phase of my life.
I got married very young and started a family. Being naked still never bothered me around the house, and we never tried to shield our children from the sight of their parents’ bodies. There didn’t seem to be much of a point when they were infants, and since they had seen us naked since they were born, there really didn’t seem to be much of a reason to suddenly enforce “no nudity” in the house. Still, there were no opportunities for nude recreation outside of just walking around the house.
Time moved on, and we were living in Hollister, California, and it was only about an hour to the beach. I played a lot of beach volleyball in Santa Cruz on the sand near the boardwalk, and I really enjoyed being at the beach. About the time I was 26, I guess something resurfaced, and I got it in my head that there had to be a nude beach somewhere in the area where I could resume my nude sunbathing and just enjoy being at the beach without having to wear anything. After some research I discovered that there was in fact a nude beach about 20 minutes north of Santa Cruz: Red, White, and Blue Beach.
I do remember being somewhat apprehensive about going to a nude beach for the first time, so I did a recon drive to make sure I knew where it was a couple of weeks before I actually went the first time. The first time I went, I seem to remember picking a pretty nice day weather wise. (The weather on the coast around Santa Cruz is always a bit of a crap shoot, due to the marine layer that comes in over the beaches. That means that although it can be 85 in San Jose or Hollister, and 78 in Santa Cruz proper, if the marine layer stays in it can be in the low 60s just a few miles north where the beach is.) I went by myself, because my wife at the time was definitely more conservative and more body-conscious than I was and had no desire to go to a nude beach. When I arrived, the entrance to the beach had a gate in an old camper trailer and there was a small, semi-permanent campground near the entrance. I paid my day fee ($10 as I recall), and followed the directions to the parking area. Now, I would describe the facilities at the beach as definitely being on the “rustic” side, but there seemed to be lots of cars in the parking area and people heading down to the beach. I parked, and since I had already seen several folks walking around without clothing on, took mine off too, grabbed my beach bag, and headed down to the beach.
One of the first things that caught my attention was the presence of a couple of volleyball courts, which definitely made me happy, because I would rather be doing something than just laying around like a lump. I picked a spot near the courts and settled in to making sure I was well covered with sunscreen. When people started up a volleyball game, that gave me an opportunity to be social and I got into a game. I was a competitive player more than a social player, which made me a popular addition even when the game was more of a “jungle ball” game, and able to play with the better players when some folks wanted to take the game more seriously. The volleyball was fun, but what it really allowed me to do was to start to meet and talk to some of the other people who had all come to a nude beach in a country where, for all the sexual references in our advertising and media, we are basically told that being naked (especially in public) is wrong or perverted or inappropriate.
What I found was that there was a very diverse group of people, in almost every way imaginable, who had all come together to enjoy a day at the beach without having to wear a swimsuit. People were very welcoming, conversational, and comfortable to be around. Most of all, I got the feeling that all these people who were all “letting it all hang out” were comfortable with who they were, regardless of their age, race, scars, or body type. Being there, with those people, certainly helped me be more comfortable with who I was as a person. The rest, as they say, is history. I went to Red, White, and Blue beach as often as I could after that. I also found other nudist clubs and eventually joined Lupin in Los Gatos. My family situation changed, but after my first wife and I split up, I did find women who were more accepting of social nudity, who were willing to join me, and now I can’t imagine being in a relationship with someone who isn’t accepting of nude recreation. I’m single again, but one of the first things I disclose when I meet someone I’m interested in dating is that I am a card carrying nudist.
I now live in Virginia, and although there isn’t a nude beach near enough to be convenient, I only live about an hour and 20 minutes from Avalon resort. I also plan my vacations around places that allow social nudity and I have been to nude beaches in Florida, all over the Caribbean, and in Europe.
To close out this posting, I’ll come back to Red, White, and Blue Beach. Last year, I checked off one of my “bucket list” items, flew to San Francisco, and participated in the Bay to Breakers Race with the “Bare to Breakers” group, which does the entire 7.2 mile race naked. (Which will probably be the subject of a future blog posting.) During that trip I had the opportunity to drive down the coast to Santa Cruz, past Red, White, and Blue Beach. But something was different. There was always a mailbox, painted appropriately red, white, and blue, that marked the entrance road to the beach off Highway 1. I was watching for it so that I could show my friend where the beach was, but there was no mailbox. Although it had been years since I had been there, I backtracked and did find the road leading down to the beach entrance, but the entrance was chained and locked with a big “closed” sign. The website also says that the beach is now closed, and no longer offers day use, camping, or access to the beach. I don’t know why the beach closed, but I do know that the Santa Cruz area is not the same without it.
Next time, I’ll describe My Favorite AANR Resort.
Thanks for reading! I’m still trying to figure out how to upload photos to the blog, so in the mean time, if you would like to see my fine art photography, please visit my website:
I wanted to take a short opportunity to introduce myself to all the folks out there who may (or may not) be reading my blog postings, and tell you why I decided to participate in this project. First, my name is Tyler and I’m a nudist. Ok, that sounded a bit like a 12 step introduction, but in our American society, telling people that you like to wear as little as possible as much as possible, in appropriate social situations is still a bit of a confession. Admitting that you are a nudist opens you up to all the inhibitions, moreys, misconceptions, judgements, and hang-ups about the human body that our society carries around in its collective consciousness. I have been a member of AANR (that’s the American Association for Nude Recreation (for those who didn’t know) since 2000, but I was a member of another nudist club prior to that, and have been going to nude beaches since about 1995 (I’ll elaborate more on that in my first “official” posting titled “How I got involved in nude recreation). I would say that my beliefs about social nudity can be summed up in the following ways:
1 Everybody has a body. That may seem a bit obvious, but we all have the same bits and pieces, and they all work in basically the same ways across all of humanity.
2 The human body is a normal, natural part of our existence from the moment we are born until the moment we die, and should not be thought of as “bad,” or “evil” in and of itself.
3 Being comfortable enough with one’s own body to be willing to shed the external trappings of our modern life and just exist as a human being is can be a very nice way to reconnect with one’s place in the world.
4 Being nude with a group of people who are all comfortable enough with themselves to just be in their own skins, regardless of their age, imperfections, or what society expects people to look like is pretty cool! It creates a place where people can really be “who they are” rather than “what they have.”
My involvement in nude recreation also fueled my desire to create art, which led me to photography. (Hence my blog name www.nudist photographer.com. I have been creating fine art nude photographs since 2004, and I have just published my first photography book, titled: After Eve in the Garden: Nude in Nature. My involvement in this project stems from my efforts to promote that book. I contacted the folks at AANR to see if they might be willing to do a promotional piece on the book, and they did! Then they asked me if I might be willing to write a blog about nude recreation from my perspective, and here I am.
My goals here will be to be consistent in my postings, honest in my opinions, open to the ideas and opinions of others, and to have fun!
So, off we go! Coming up next time: “How I got involved in nude recreation”