October 27, 2019 in Naktiv
The Sierra Natura naturist campsite in Valencia, built by Diego and Carmen several decades ago, has stood the test of time well. The camp is a haven of interesting Gaudi/Hundertwasser/Hobbit/Homemade housing styles with various paths which snake around the cool pool. With the benefit of having visited, I can also heartily recommend the friendly and accommodating service of the staff. Pascal and Clarisse had organized a week of naked hiking based here and I was honoured that Polly and I had been invited to join. The weather forecast was not especially positive for late October, but we determined to make the best of what presented itself during our stay.
The campsite has several well marked trails which wind their way through the surrounding forestry. Our first day was spent on a not-so-warm hike around the outside perimeter of the campground. Once we'd acclimatized somewhat the next day we took the longer "white" route of about 14km. This snaked through the canyons and brush of the scrubby landscape, along an easy forestry/olive farm trail, past deeply ice/water scoured valley walls. As the day warmed up we were able to strip off as more suited to the intended plan for the week. We passed several circular reservoir stone tanks which provide emergency water for helicopters to fight the local fires which so easily start in the dry summers here. The only people we saw were olive workers in a car and a man in a tractor repairing the recently storm-damaged track, they all waved in response as our little group trailed along and greeted them in passing. Arriving back at the campsite the next day's forecast was for steady rain, so most of the group visited a cave in a town some way off. Polly and I taking a quiet day to recuperate from the damp overnight tent experience.
The next day we decided to drive towards the coast to get warmer weather and arrived after a long-ish drive at an area of new-builds perched above the coast. The sky was threatening with dark clouds as we set off across the scrubby terrain heading down the nature reserve towards the sea. As the temperatures lifted so the clothes descended. The few people we passed were somewhat reticent, which I found unusual and put down to the nearness of the population centres. The path led us into a brambly gorge which wound it's way towards some rather fine looking houses near the bay. Dressing now we headed to the beach where Verena and I skinny-dipped briefly under the curious gaze of the remaining October tourists. Refreshed, we headed up the hill to a steep and thin trail winding it's way around the headland. There were a couple of small but tricky steps with chains where one had to take extra care as although the route was easy the steep and serious drop below was also easy. Turning the corner of the headland we emerged onto a gorgeous ridge, which we followed up and along it's fairly exposed coastline, as the late afternoon sun glinted over the route ahead guiding us back to our vehicles. A great day out.
The following day we also drove out towards the coast to take advantage of the warmer weather and I'll write this piece up later as I have to hit the beach right now 🙂
September 8, 2019 in Uncategorized
The naturistas of Catalunya declared the 8th of September as clean up naturist beach day. To this end, I pottered along to the well known Playa del Torn, which runs behind the Templo del Sol naturist campsite. I'm not sure if I missed the meeting point, or whether nobody else turned up on the day, but I seemed to be alone on the beach of naturists mostly just beginning their day of sunshine. The beautiful beach swept in a long gentle curve to the south and looked very clean so I thought at first there was nothing, or not much, to do.
On the whole the local naturists, and the campsite above, keep the place fairly clean. However, having decided to clean up, I thought I'd better find some muck, somewhere. By going along the edge of the beach, scouring the steep sections of loose and tumbling stones, and scouting around the sharp undergrowth and trees along the cliff edge, I found sufficient rubbish to keep me busy for a couple of hours. Inbetween a couple of dips into the smoothly sloping golden sand covered beach, I managed to collect a solid black bag full of junk which had been carelessly collecting itself in the bushes.
Other beaches probably have more rubbish on them, and while the local councils, and campsites, go to a lot of effort to periodically clean up after the tourists, my feeling is that it's still up to the people who are using the beaches to keep them clean "on the hoof". It was a good excuse to go to the beach, in any case. 🙂
August 25, 2019 in Uncategorized
I was fortunate recently to be able to join a naked hike organized by Segimon of the Associació Club Català de Naturisme.
We met at the nearby town of Solona before heading to the hike starting point at the Pont de Clop, a bridge across the Ribera Salada river. The thirty or more people in the well mixed group left our cars at the ample car park and set off along one side of the steeply gorged river through the spiky woods. One thing I've noticed about the dry climate in Spain is the preponderance of sharp vegetation all around, and this makes it somewhat "interesting" to go off-route. Staying on well-used paths is advised unless you're wearing suitable protection! After a while of toiling pleasantly through the morning heat, several of us began to strip off and relax on the hike towards where we could join the river itself. Polly was of course fetching and chasing sticks and keeping people otherwise entertained.
We reached the river, which was a relief from the sharp undergrowth, and took a refreshing dip. Shortly afterwards we reached a junction of two rivers which made our high point. Here we stopped to explore the steep canyon of one arm which was sending out a steady flow of seriously colder and deeper water to join the main stream. The temperature of the water began to hurt our legs as we waded through it. Turning back down the river, we waded and splashed over the rocks and through the refreshing stream, passing several small groups of textile hikers, until we reached a well shaded spot where we could take a lunch break. The shade was welcome and I was also able to hold on to Polly as she was beginning to shake from exhaustion.
Continuing down the river, we came to an area where the river had cut deeply through the steeply sided rocks all around, creating huge columns of towering stone, the river still winding it's way around the monoliths, wearing them down over eons. It was a bit tricky for our hike leader Lluís to find the correct exit as it was hidden behind still more spiky bushes. Following the trail now steeply up through the forest again, we emerged above the rocks with stupendous views straight down to the river canyon below. At one point Polly disappeared and when I called her, she emerged from a steep scrabbly ravine which was far too close to the steep cliffs below us. Relieved to see her ok the path wound on safely over the heights and steadily back to the car park. I was a bit surprised that we hiked naked all the way to the car park, as there was a large scattered collection of folk bathing at the bridge. Everyone was fine of course, and this just meant more people can discuss nudity in their daily life, so this was all positive.
More details about future tours can be seen in the NuCat facebook group.
January 9, 2019 in Uncategorized
You're a naturist and are you constantly being banned and blocked by people who don't understand you? What is it about the naked human body that sends so many people into paroxysms of censorship and puritan fist waving? It seems that it's ok to post images and videos of violence and bloodshed, but let a little too much skin show and you get a wrist slap like no other. It's often immediate and one has no recourse to appeal, all the big guns do it, as soon as advertising and their hand-in-glove corporate mind-set get a grip on what they think is the moral high ground, you're toast. It happens time and time again, certainly to me and to many people I know.
The answer seems to drive people into private groups and places where "nobody else can see", just like the traditional naturist clubs of yore. This is an outdated model. If naturists want to have anything to say about what we do and where we can go and how we can behave, in public and in private, then we need to take these matters into our own hands.
There's no point in waiting for someone else to be nice to you, and to give you public nudity on a plate. We want it, then we have to take it. We have to get together and focus our energies on making society accept our lifestyle based on our principles, not based on the principles of people who don't understand it and never will. We need to take a leaf out of the gay movement and make it illegal to discriminate against naked people.
Take a look at the Naktiv #social #media #network where being #naked online is OK and the membership control the content, let's get together in a safe place and then share our adventures with the entire world.
What are you waiting for? Let the #NATURIST in you COME OUT!
December 25, 2018 in Uncategorized
Here's an article from a leading UK newspaper: the subtitle is "The group of University of Bristol students stripped off to raise money for charity" while The Sun's headline of course reads: "Saucy students strip off for Bristol University naked Christmas calendar". It's like they never really got past the Carry-On movies with Sid James and Diana Dors. What is wrong with this picture? What's with all the nudge-nudge, wink-wink, didn't everybody grow out of that along with Santa?
#Naturists need to realise that it's up to *us* to educate people about nudity. If we don't do it, who do you think will?
December 24, 2018 in Uncategorized
Do you think it's a good idea to let people know you're a naturist/nudist/naked person? There will obviously be times when it's either inappropriate or irrelevant, funerals and political electioneering and the like, but the question stands for those more "everyday" kind of occasions. Is it relevant for everyone you know to know? Is it an integral part of who you are?
Perhaps you think it's better to keep your nudity a secret, from the workplace, family and friends, etc. In which case how do you balance that with perhaps sharing your information with "like-minded" folk, online, in a club, on holiday. What if your boss found out? Your neighbour...?
What do you think?
December 6, 2018 in Uncategorized
Do we rather go naked hiking alone, or in groups? There may be multiple reasons for either approach, but the question remains valid.
Many of us who go naked hiking, whether in mountains or woods and valleys, certainly start off as solitary wanderers. Stephen Gough is a prime example, but to choose one man as a template for all of us would be wrong. I recall my (ex-)wife insisting that when I went naked hiking alone, I would definitely be "misunderstood", so I should always go in a group. Then she wasn't very happy when some of the group turned out to be female. Go figure.
For myself I can say that when I'm in amongst a group of "like-minded" (whatever that means) naked hikers, then I tend to be somewhat distracted by the chatter and the social interaction. Which is not to say it's a negative experience at all, simply more social which can also be rewarding in it's own way. When I go naked hiking alone I tend to have a more intuitive contact with nature. Actually this is difficult to describe precisely, but the entire experience tends to be more personal and more intense. IMHO. both approaches have their place.
What do you think?
Protests such as the World Naked Bike Ride, FEMEN and others, use nudity to attract attention to their cause. It's possible that over time, people will become used to the nudity, it may become commonplace. If this happens, does the nudity lose it's usefulness in this context?
December 4, 2018 in Uncategorized
This is a wide-ranging issue, but an interesting one. Do we encourage people to experiment with social nudity by their seeing images and articles about naked hiking tours, for instance, or artistic events? Or do we put people off by showing them too much skin than they are used to in their daily experience? Does repeated exposure to the naked human body encourage or discourage participation? What do you think?
August 25, 2018 in Uncategorized
I was banned by Facebook, and content removed, accompanied by the threat of a permanently disabled account, because of the above photos, apparently because I violated their TOS. This is simply not true, and I believe this is more likely to be a case of the morally hypocritical puritan minority imposing it's views on the rest of us yet again. It's not sufficient to lie down and accept the administrative choice in this case because FB says one thing and does another, all at the behest of somebody who decides to complain because they see something they disapprove of.
This is censorship of the worst kind. Let's take a look at Facebook's actual TOS: Facebook's very own Community Standards includes this text under the nudity section: "...we aspire to respect people's right to share content of personal importance..." and here is the relevant section:
Nudity and Pornography * Facebook has a strict policy against the sharing of pornographic content and any explicitly sexual content where a minor is involved. We also impose limitations on the display of nudity. We aspire to respect people's right to share content of personal importance, whether those are photos of a sculpture like Michelangelo's David or family photos of a child breastfeeding.
Setting the standards for style. In the two examples above, one is a hike in which I participated in the alps. This is documentary and surely of personal importance? The other image records a highly interesting Art installation by the photographer and artist Spencer Tunick, in the centre of the city, hosted by the opera house to celebrate the beginning of the Opera season in Munich. How much more related to personal importance and to modern Art is it possible to get, and still be regarded as pornography by Facebook admins?
Paul Rapoport has more of the same type of Facebook lying, and abuse of their authority with regard breastfeeding images, to provide shamefully filtered content, (where Facebook lies when they incorrectly say they do not censor such images), can be seen in multiple examples here.
Please feel free to share links to this page as far and as wide as possible, with a view to letting Facebook realize they need to accommodate the harmless views of their users, and to not impose a puritan minority view on the rest of us. If their mission statement, (Facebook's mission is to make the world more open and connected), then they are failing by engaging in such disgraceful censorship.
August 25, 2018 in Uncategorized
Stephen Gough finally makes it home, after struggling with the
judicial system for 7(!) years, and gets a welcome home hug from his
mum, now how cool is that:
August 25, 2018 in Uncategorized
Manifesto: This text is intended as a guide for all enthusiastic
Naktiv people and attempts to define the Naktiv community in a
meaningful way. Even the word manifesto is appropriate for the society,
as it means to make public, in latin.
This is currently a work in progress, and the author/s appreciate your
feedback. Send your comments to: naktiv.manifesto naktiv.net.
1. To support and encourage naked activities everywhere.
2. To educate society that the naked human body is acceptable in all
3. To decriminalize the naked human body.
May 23, 2018 in Uncategorized
We were travelling around the north of England, when we camped in the Lake District for a few days. The opportunity was too good to miss, and we managed to get a naked visit to the stone circle at Castlerigg, near Keswick, in.
This was promptly followed by a naked hike along the stone walls above Lake Windermere. Gorgeous scenery and simply oozing context.
August 21, 2017 in Lifestyle
A week at a naturist camping resort in Croatia - sounds idyllic, doesn't it? Well, very nearly, however, and in the words of Robin Williams' indefatigable Genie: "there are a couple of quid pro quos...".
Let's start with the positive. The Adriatic coastline around Vrsar, our camping destination, is quite simply beautiful. Steep Limestone clifflets, topped with a tufty layer of bright green and brown foliage, plummet into a clear blue sea. A small flotilla of differently sized, but mostly small, boats flit up and down the estuary, and between the pets-not-welcome FKK resort at Valalta and the pet- and dog-friendly FKK resort at Koversada. We have Polly the Collie with us so we opted for Koversada. The scenery gets a very good 9/10.
I won't describe everything at the resort, you can read about the facilities on the well laid out website. Dog-friendly was, for us, most important, and so we were pleased to see an ample field for the use of dogs. Poo bags are one thing, but a sufficiently large and dedicated poo-meadow is altogether a bonus. Sometimes we even had the entire meadow to ourselves.
As far as the beaches go, the access is almost without exception across very steep and very sharp limestone. Looks beautiful, but one slip... There are actually a couple of beaches which have been purpose engineered with sand and families in mind, naturally dogs are not welcome there. There is also almost the entire coastline available for swimming, but you have to climb down a ladder into the water (because of the sharp rocks), or wade out along a specially built concrete pierlet. There's not much to be said for or against this, it's just how the coastline is, and on the whole I think the Koversada administration has done a reasonable job of making it available for the majority. However, provision for dogs in the sea is moderate to minimal. What this means is that there is one (1) beach which is appointed "dog-friendly", which is well and good, and on the site map it looks quite large, perhaps 20% of the overal available beach length. Unfortunately it's also the beach where the motor boats both moor and launch, so it's either oily or banked by sharp rocks, or both. In practical terms, and for the entire 1 million sqm. campsite, the *accessible* beach for dogs, with harmless gravel, is actually only about 15 metres long.
So, yes, the naturist camp site welcomes dogs, per se. And yes, there is a dog-beach, kind of. The dog-meadow is indeed excellent. I know taking a dog to any holiday destination can be an issue, not least to a naturist venue where dogs are largely banned (from many or indeed most naturist clubs). Maybe I'm just being fussy, and would have to say 5/10 for effort, as I just feel they could do more, please.
The camp sites themselves are fairly good, ample space, with water and electricity where requested. And sufficient, and regularly cleaned, toilet and shower facilities distributed through the camp. We have a VW T4 Westfalia pop-top with a tent on the side, and were very comfortable. There's sufficient privacy if you want it, with sufficient range for being able to chat to the neighbour if you like. This is about par for the course maybe, but I'd have to give at least 7/10 marks for the camp space itself. Very good!
Nudity? Now here's a strange thing, we booked into one of the oldest sites for naturist vacations in the World, in Europe, in Croatia. Koversada boasts this loudly on their own website. It doesn't matter how you define this, I'm expecting naturist=naked, NOT clothed! You're probably with me so far.
So, I'm camping naked, I go swimming naked, I walk to the shower naked and walk naked up and down the entire resort, I fetch fruit from a stand at the beach naked, this is all well and good, after all it's a naturist resort, right? Now, I go to the (small onsite) supermarket naked and get unexpectedly stopped at the door by a big sign saying "no naked!" Eh? Sure enough, you can't go shopping naked here, it's a naturist resort but to pick up your can of baked beans, or sun-cream, you have to get dressed first? WTF! I'm sorry, but this just threw me. We spoke to one of the camp regulars about this, expecting her to agree with our shocked surprise, but she just nodded, smiling, and said yes of course: "we don't want to be standing in the supermarket queue with a man's penis behind us, and another in front of us, do we?" I didn't answer immediately, I was in shock. I'm in a naturist venue, and I'm not clear on this, you're saying "we don't want naked people...?" I've been to La Sabliere in France, (and other resorts), where you walk naked into their supermarket and they don't have an issue of any kind with a man's penis, front or back. But wait, there's more.
So, I'm camping naked, I go swimming naked, etc, ..., after all it's a naturist resort, right? Now, I go to one of the onsite pizza cafe's naked, (I'm hungry), and get unexpectedly stopped at the door by the waitress: "no naked!". What? Yep, apparently, in this naturist resort, you can't eat naked either. There was some guff about hygiene which is rubbish as I don't sit on my plate when I'm eating, I sit on a towel and eat from my plate. (I don't get what's so complicated about this, it's basic hygiene). Anyway, we also discussed this (briefly) with the camp regular above and her response was, yes: "we don't want to see women drooping their breasts into the soup, do we?" I threw my hands up in despair, while my girl friend stalwartly pointed out that in other naturist venues it's quite common to be naked everywhere. The camp regular smiled beatifically as she reiterated: "so was wollen wir nicht, gell?" translated as: "we don't want that kind of thing here, do we?"
We have a naturist resort where you can be naked here, but not naked there, and here you have to get dressed, and there it's ok to be dressed and there not, my head began to spin. Now you may feel I'm being unreasonable here, and I'd agree that every resort owner has the right to define their own rules. However, when you are boasting that the venue is "famous as the oldest naturist centre in the Adriatic" I'd expect some of those rules to be naturist oriented. Nay, naturist-biased I say. On my <a href="/newt">Naked European Walking Tours</a> we are quite often accepted as a group of maybe 30 fully naked people into a mainstream mountain Gasthof, and nobody has an issue with this. Having to get dressed to go to dinner in a naturist venue is quite simply beyond me. For nudity, I give Koversada 3/10.
There's an island off the coast of the Koversada campsite, described as a nature reserve. It's connected to the mainland by a short bridge, and dogs are, not unreasonably, not allowed entry, apparently the squirrels are rather special. It doesn't really matter what's the precise reason for the nature reserver designation, the concept is fairly simple. One would think cars would be banned too, and caravans, and tents, and tourists and cafes, ...no wait, I'm getting carried away. Tourists have money and that's why we're here, I guess. So, we sat with Polly on the unbanned side of the bridge and watched the nature reserve for a while. The entire time, maybe an hour or so, we saw car after car, then camper vans, then lorries, then more cars, all crossing the bridge and doing battle with the poor pedestrians who were also struggling to get across to the nature reserve, and back again. Mothers pushing prams past lorries delivering pies to the fastfood cafe, campers impatiently trying to push past groups of squabbling children and bicycles. It was a scene like something out of Breugel.
Our curiosity got the better of us, and while I kept the dog in check, Sandra went across to check out the nature reserve. What she found there was some trees standing stark surrounded by concreted over sections of beaches, caravans and tents, and bare scorched, earth. There were some trees valiantly doing battle against the forces of tourism, but mostly the impression was one of commerce, not nature. No idea what the squirrels thought of it all. It seems to me that if you're going to have a nature reserve, then you need to reserve it for nature. Naturally this costs some effort of will and maybe you even make a little less money (marginally less camp sites). It seems to me that Koversada is being disengenous, at best, by describing this travesty of a squirrel sanctuary as a reserve. It would be a, relatively, simple matter to ban all vehicles, caravans, tents, and to only permit visiting foot traffic. One could go further and propose de-concretion of the abused beaches and the closing of the cafes, too, or at the very least to limit delivery and refuse removal vehicles to 4 per day. Environmental awareness at Koversada gets 3/10.
When we first arrived at the campsite, I was surprised (this was clearly a forewarning of what to come) to see a large notice banning naked people from the reception area. Again: this is a naturist venue, what are these people thinking?! Ok, I had to revise my ideas a bit, and accept the possibility that the Croation people (at this campsite) are uncomfortable with nudity. The point is that Koversada is a naturist venue and while the tourists are generally fairly ok with nudity, as one would expect, the staff are very definitely not. I should point out that I don't really care if it's a religious problem they have with nudity, or an "inexperience" with nudity, or a moral imperative, or something else. What I do care about is that when I PAY to go to a nudist venue, I can be nude. It's not any more complicated than that. During our stay at the campsite, most of the staff did not look either of us in the eye, it was clear the majority were uncomfortable. There were exceptions, and we did indeed meet a number of friendly staff, with the proviso that one realizes one is on holiday as a paying tourist, and you're essentially paying people to be friendly towards you. It seems clear that the core attitude of any company is driven from the top, and that the overwhelming majority of the staff at Koversada have little or no sympathy for the nudists who pay their wages. I'm not expecting them to be naked, but neither am I expecting the majority of the staff to look down their noses at me while I'm on holiday. I'm not marking points for this deal-breaker any further here, but this leads me to my final observation.
We were at the reception, paying our bill in readiness to leave early the next day, naturally we were dressed... I handed over some cash, and was mildly surprised to recieve substantially less than I was expecting. I mean, I wasn't sure, what with the difference between the Croatian Shillings and the German Euros I'd presented, the exchange rate, etc. So I said: "I don't think this is quite right." and pointed to the bill and what I'd paid. And remember that this is the first time anyone in the reception area made eye contact. The woman behind the reception looked me directly in the eye and, without blinking or checking her figures in any meaningful way, said: "oh yes, I made a mistake, here." and handed me a 100 Euro note. I don't think I can give any marks for that.
Overall, while I find the scenery in Croatia beautiful, actually stunning, I'm not sure the other factors are able to rescue the case. Even so, although I'm disappointed with some aspects of the experience, a little tourist-fleecing is probably to be expected, and it should be said that we also managed to have a lovely week of naked camping on the Adriatic. On the one hand it's a good thing (imho.) that there are still naturist campsites around, even if they are struggling to make ends meet. Running any tourist business may not be easy I can see several reasons why they'd struggle, and am impressed that they persevere, but disappointed at the same time. I hope that someone from Koversada reads this, and takes on some of our experience as a learning experience pointing to what might be improved.
Finally, in trying to make sense of all of this, I'm able to generate a final score. The points system I've used above is admittedly fairly arbitrary, and I based them on "impression from this context" while writing, so please don't take this too seriously. However, this might still be useful for some. Using these scores, for the Koversada naturist campsite in Croatia, I get:
9/10 + 5/10/ + 7/10 + 3/10 + 3/10 + 0/10 = 27/60
Transcript of phone-in by Robert Malcolm Kay to BBC Radio Scotland's Kaye Adams Programme on 10-Feb-2016 concerning Stephen Gough.
February 24, 2016 in Uncategorized
Sourced via Bernard Boase in the Naked Rambler group on FB: https://www.facebook.com/groups/freestephengough/10153548394859403/?ref=notif¬if_t=group_activity
Robert Malcolm Kay phoning in to
The Kaye Adams Programme
BBC Radio Scotland, 10-Feb-2016
KA: Robert's in Kilsyth. Good morning, Robert.
RMK: Good morning, Kaye.
KA: Good morning. How are you this morning?
RMK: Great, thanks, beautiful morning.
KA: Yes, it's gorgeous. So, your thoughts on who should and shouln't be in the nick?
RMK: Yes, I was listening to the programme this morning, and the first name that popped into my head was Steve Gough who is well known as the Naked Rambler.
KA: Yes, we haven't heard from him for a while.
RMK: He's a fascinating character, and probably a one-off, but he's probably Britain's most famous prisoner of conscience. And just for listeners who aren't aware of the background, for the last ten years Steve has been in and out of Scottish and English jails. He hasn't actually committed an original crime in being naked, because it's not actually illegal to walk around naked, and lots of people do naked bike rides and so on. His only crime is to actually be in breach of an ASBO, and the ASBO is unique to Steve: he's the only person who is not allowed to walk around naked in Britain. So you or I could do it if we so chose to do (which I don't), but there's a fundamental issue of human rights here because Steve is unique in being the only person with this ASBO. I think he's a fairly harmless eccentric, and he's certainly never caused any offence to anybody that I know of.
KA: How long did he spend in prisons during various different sentences?
RMK: The total is pretty much most of the last ten years, which is incredible. I mean that's a sentence which is equivalent to murder or life.
KA: And cost to the taxpayer of somewhere around £300,000 because it's around 30 grand a year.
RMK: Yes, horrendous. What's more, a lot of that period has been spent in solitary confinement because the prison system refuses to allow him free association with other prisoners on the basis of the fact that somehow his nakedness might corrupt them, I think, which is quite bizarre. So it's not just that he has been in prison, he's actually been subjected to what I would regard as a cruel and unusual denial of his human rights of association.
KA: Where is he now, I mean his is a name that for a few years we heard on a regular basis but we haven't heard from him for a while. Do you know where Steve Gough is now?
RMK: Yes, Steve was released from Winchester prison just shortly before Christmas and has been spending some time with his Mum who is quite elderly and with other family members. So he has not attempted, as far as I am aware--or if he has he's done it fairly discreetly--to go naked walking. Maybe the weather has something to do with that as well; it's been a bit cold.
KA: But if he does again, then presumably he will again be arrested and likely end up in jail.
RMK: It's the classic case of breaking the butterfly on the wheel, Kaye, it's absolutely awful to think that this decent, dignified and rather simple man has a very straightforward mission in life which is to try and tell everybody that the body is not evil or wicked or essentially ugly. That we all have one; that we're all born with one, and that we all die with one. He's almost like a kind of religious person, in a sense, a monastic person, who is content to carry on suffering to try and get across a simple educational message that there's nothing wrong with the body. And I just feel every day that Steve is in prison offends me as a human being; it makes me really upset.
KA: Robert, thank you very much for your call. As you say, Stephen Gough the Naked Rambler, as many people will know him, is a very kind of unusual example, but in terms of what prison does for people and whether or not it is a blunt instrument. Well I guess it kind of tells that story in fairly primary colours.
January 21, 2016 in Uncategorized
This article was pointed out to me on the apparent slide from nudist to FKK to brothel in Germany. http://www.newswise.com/articles/clarkson-university-professor-speaks-on-shared-culture-of-nudism-in-unified-germany
Ok, I've finally read this piece of misleading and uninformed rubbish.
"In my talk, I traced the history of FKK from pre-war Germany in the early 19th Century to its present state as a euphemism for prostitution.”
The article "slides" from one definition of FKK to the next. You need to separate the 2 uses of FKK. The early 20th century FKK movement more or less defined traditional naturism. The reunification of East and West Germany,
certainly brought more eastern nudists into contact with their more Americanised (and consequently puritanised) western fellow nationals, but there is nothing nazi-ish about any of this.
Some bright spark then had the idea, to start calling strip clubs "FKK clubs", or "nudist clubs". These, in Germany, are essentially strip or swinger clubs, which are going under the name of nudist clubs. However the use of "club" is
easily misunderstood here.
You need to understand the difference between "club" and "verein". In Germany a "club" is like a "bar", and a "verein" is like a "group". So, when you see "FKK club", you can read it as "Strip bar". And when you see "FKK verein", you can read that as "naturist club".
I think the German FKK federation simply ignores the errant use of the term. Everyone over here knows what the terms are actually used for, when used in context. The author in question is perhaps a puritan academic who doesn't know
the difference between her ass, and being one.
January 2, 2016 in Naktiv
to keep people up to date on progress/status: at this time the NEWT 2016 hut is full for the coming summer hiking tour. If you've not heard from us with a confirmation yet, then essentially it's too late for the main hut. We do maintain a waiting list for any places which become available at short notice, so please register your interest all the same. There are also a couple of other possibilities, (read on).
It is possible we will organize a second hut, but this is not certain yet. This depends on a number of factors, not least of which is keeping a reasonable gender balance. What this means is that if you want us to arrange a second hut, then you'd encourage us to make that effort far more if you are a mixed contingent. This is not so very complicated.
Additionally, <a href="/nakedrolie/">Roland</a> has kindly been suckered, sorry I mean kindly volunteered of course, into leading a more independently roving tent group. If you'd like to join this, please contact him directly.
Looking forward to the coming hiking tour!
October 31, 2015 in Naktiv
For our last walk of the week, we joined forces with hut group-A, and Pascal brought his team down to our end of the mountains before driving up the valley and parking at what turned out to be a fairly busy car park. We set off up the valley, hoping most of the people would stay near the flashy hotel, cafe and ice-cream, and postcard stalls. We skirted the long Vorderer Gosausee lake, watching the steep rocky mountain faces on either side rise hugely and vertically around us. After a couple of kilometers we left the lakeside and joined the main valley trail where most people had turned back, so we stripped off here as soon as was practical and continued the rest of the day naked. The path wound it's way steadily along the valley bottom, past a lake where we stopped for a pleasant splash and to enjoy the seriously impressive scenery.
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We continued up the long valley, following the gently winding trail through the trees at the base of huge vertical crags to either side of us. The valley opened out as we reached the upper lake, and we began to meet people returning from the hut at the end of the lake. We sat down for a while to soak up the scenery some more, and paddled about in the clear water. Horst watching on as small fish nibbled his toes. Then we headed to the head of the lake, where the Gasthof proprietor had declined the offer of a naked hut visit, but waved to the grass fields all around and said there was no problem with being naked between the hut and the lake, so we made ourselves comfortable.
After a bite and some swimming, and gazing in awe at the huge valley spread out before us, we headed back down the trail once more, and returned to our various transports and respective huts. This was the end of the week, and our last day naked hiking in Austria. It had been a sterling experience, not least as we had three naked hiking groups underway for most of the time, and had experienced positive feedback from the vast majority of the people we'd encountered. We'd had interesting people, fascinating landscapes, and great weather too!
Most of the hut group-B drove around to join Pascal's hut group-A team on a hike near their hut. I drove Sandra to the station, as she had to leave mid-week, and Polly and I spent the rest of the day mooching around the hut.
We took a tour around the local lake, checked out the local supermarket (as you do when you have a quiet day), and then set the fire to cook an evening meal for the team when they returned later that afternoon.
October 29, 2015 in Naktiv
The start of the week was a tad anti-climatic, as Sandra and I had to take the day off, and let the rest of the hut group head off with the tent team ably led by Roland. We spent the rest of the day chilling at the hut, taking a tour of the lake, and making ourselves comfortable in the basic but comfortable wooden alpine hut.
Right next to the main road, and slap bang in the middle of the mountain range, it was an extraordinary spot. We lit the fire, watered the plants, and settled in for a comfortable day throwing sticks for the Polly and Susi, while waiting for the rest of the team to return from their hike.
October 29, 2015 in Naktiv
The day dawned bright enough, and we continued to be lucky with the weather. We started by heading up the hillside in the same region as on Sunday, but a tad more eastwards. The forestry trails opened out as we gained height and passed a small but amused mountain Gasthof in the higher raised valley. The path struck out in front of the nearby crags and Polly and Susi negotiated their away a flock of enormous brown and white mountain tigers, before turning sharply and ascending the steep slope behind.
A rather bemused looking group of French people leap-frogged past and alongside us on the steep trail, before we headed directly for the green and rocky summit. The views from the top of the Höhe Scheibe were truly magnificent. All around were alps and valleys and clouds and sunshine and forests, and we sat for a while, and enjoyed our lunch, and soaked it all up.
We headed west along the wide ridge, which descended into the first sporadic and then rapidly dark forest, route-finding becoming more uncertain as we weaved through the trees and broken valleys and short ridges. Finding the hut at the corner of the forestry track, exactly where expected was a minor relief, and we descended easily the rest of the way down the easy trail, and back to the hut for dinner and music.
October 28, 2015 in Naktiv
This year was a special year, as we had three (3) separate groups of naked hikers under way in Austria, all at the same time. One group was led by veteran Pascal from France who managed the larger group at a hut half-way up a mountain side. My group was based at a valley-level hut Gosau. Roland from the Netherlands ably led the mobile tent group. Our first day was a joint hike where the tent team walked together with us. We took a diagonal zig-zagging trail up through the thickly wooded mountain-side, after a while going up an almost completely forgotten and half-used trail.
After some time we gained the main ridge and walked along some wooden duck boards, to help stop the trails widening through the mosses, and reached the lake, perched high in the middle of the broad-backed ridge. At the lakeside, we met a group of friendly people who appeared pleasantly surprised by the naked horde which descended on their quiet gathering. The views were astounding of the ridge on the other side of the valley mirrored in the shining water.
Once we'd slaked our appetite for skinny-dipping, and devoured our luncheon we headed back down the hillside, past a high farm settlement and then followed the trail contouring slowly downwards towards the valley head. We found a remote Gasthof in the middle of the forest, and the proprietors were quite ok with us enjoying our coffee and beers and cake, naked at their table-side. Friendly all around and a lovely end to a lovely day.
October 28, 2015 in Naktiv
We set off for a gentle hike into the woods of a nearby alp with low cloud brushing the treetops. First we followed a forest trail, zig-zagging steadily up the hill side, getting warmer as we gained altitude. After some time we reached a high farm, and behind a large clearing. Settling down for a short lunch break, we were greeted by a small herd of somewhat over-friendly horses. Their huge muscular forms pressed with gentle power against our small naked forms, and with our cautious uncertainty, we gained the knowledge of a certain humility in the face of raw nature.
Leaving the horses behind, we climbed higher up the wide open green slopes, pausing again by the tree line for a chat and to enjoy the gorgeous alpine view of high pastures and trees, below and all around us. Next we headed up into the steep forest to try to force a route across the ridge and down to the path in the next valley. The going was too strenuous, especially for Mira with one eye covered by her medical patch, so we turned back and took our original route. While my preference is always for a circular route, sometimes one has to be pragmatic and enjoy the rest of the day. We descended the forestry trail once more and returned to our hut to cook up some nosh, storing energy for the next days' hike.
February 20, 2015 in Naktiv
Friday dawned with some grey clouds and a forecast of storms in the afternoon, so we headed across to the area behind Wiesbach where there was a low-lying area of good forestry trail hiking to be had. Setting off from the car park naked we found the easy trail steady as it gained height evenly through the trees. Bernard G. was cold enough to wear a jumper, which event, for anyone who knows him, is fairly unusual. It was some time before we began to gain enough height to begin to appreciate the peaks soaring into the thin grey cloud above. We emerged from the trees onto a pleasant plateau with a scattered hamlet of mountain dwellings and summer alms, as we walked through we heard and saw waves of delight from one small party at a nearby hut. We kept going and arrived at a small lake where we sat for a short lunch stop and soaked up the atmosphere of our nearly remote spot. The sun came out unexpectedly and the day stayed warm and sunny until the evening, we couldn't quite understand the weather but were glad of it all the same, sunshine is of course the perfect weather for naked hikers, although one has to be careful not to get too much, as with anything. People began to get restless and Bernard B., wanted to get to the top of the ridge above us so we set off at a pace which Mira couldn't match. Mira and I peeled off and went for a coffee and hot chocolate at the mountain gasthof just above us, while the rest of the group kept on up the hill heading for the ridge. A little later we walked back through the hamlet together, with Polly, passing some cows coming in to be milked. I was naked again by the time we got to the other side of the alm and we walked steadily back towards the singular "bench with a view" we had seen earlier, before meeting the rest of the group descending towards us. The group was now complete once more, and we descended together through the forest, taking in the nature trail at the base of the valley which led us nicely back to the car park. Another glorious day, short but perhaps just right for the last day of the week given the long drives everyone had ahead of them on the morrow. The evening was spent doing battle with Gilles and Jerome's laptops, various cameras and USB sticks as we struggled to share all our photos in the most practical way possible, before having to fall back to the internet when we all got home.