We’ve driven nude many times for many miles, but Thursday, June 30, 2011, PJ and I took our first “official” Skinny Road Trip. It was fun and exhilarating.
Our Skinny Road Trip started from our apartment where we are currently living in Las Cruces, NM. Within a few blocks we were nude. Nude driving feels so nice – the sun shining through the windows and the cool air blowing across our naked bodies. A Skinny Road Trip is the reverse of driving clothed to a naturist venue. You drive nude, and put clothes on as needed to visit the sights along the way. A Skinny Road Trip is more about traveling and sightseeing and socializing in naked comfort than any destination. It’s not about exhibitionism. Naturists really don’t think about being nude while traveling; it just feels natural, the way life is supposed to be - great!
We drove naked for an hour across a mountain pass and along the highway through the barren and flat White Sands Missile Range to White Sands National Park. Just before the park entrance we had to dress quickly to pass through a Border Patrol Checkpoint.
Stopping at the Park gift shop, I just wore shorts and PJ wore shorts and a top. We asked a visitor from Florida to take our photo by the Park sign to document our visit.
Soon we were naked on the white sand, taking photos of our adventure. One lady on a distant sand dune probably saw us, but we didn’t care. Who knows what she thought; probably jealous of all the fun we were obviously having. PJ said she could spend hours walking nude and barefoot across the white sand, getting an all-over tan, but I persuaded her we needed to move on to our next destination.
So, we left the Park and drove naked, back along the same route towards Las Cruces. After crossing the mountain pass, we took a side road south along the base of the Organ Pipe Mountains. We had planned a short freehike on an improved trail we had noted the day before, but a car was parked at the trailhead, so we continued down the road a ways and stopped to take a few photos. No cars could be seen in either direction, so I didn’t bother to get dressed; I just jumped out of the car nude so PJ could take my photo with the rugged mountains in the background.
We then continued into Las Cruces. After arriving, we dressed and remained clothed the rest of the trip to eat at the Cracker Barrel and visit Old Town Mesilla where we shopped (purchased several dresses and a hand mirror showing a naked fat lady, and two statues for our new park at Shangri La Ranch), visited an old catholic church, and ate again at a wonderful Mexican restaurant – La Posta.
After a fun day and a half tank of gas, we returned to our apartment and undressed - the end of the first of many wonderful Skinny Road Trips.
We’d recommend this Skinny Road Trip to everyone. Our photos are posted at: http://imageevent.com/kenandjane/whitesandsroadtrip
Is anyone else planning a Skinny Road Trip? Would anyone care to share a past Skinny Road Trip?
We will soon return to Phoenix where we plan to take some Skinny Road Trips with other naturist friends. We’ll share more then.
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Friday, April 29, 2011
White Sands Naked
The end of March, we (Ken and PJ) enjoyed a road trip from El Paso where we were working, to southern New Mexico. We visited a number of interesting areas around Alamagorsa, NM, but the most enjoyable place by far was White Sands National Monument (http://www.nps.gov/whsa/index.htm). White Sands sits at the base of desert mountains. The sand is made from Gypsum, the stuff from which sheet rock is made. Over the millennia gypsum crystals that were created in a lake at the southern end of this area had broken down to form a soft white sand, that was then blown into over 250 miles of vast, sandy-white dunes. Very little vegetation grows in this sand. And unlike beach sand, it doesn’t stick to the body at all.
So, it was March, the time of the year when there were few visitors, and the weather was warm – what were two naturists to do but park, take off into the dunes, and get naked. Freehiking has always been Ken’s passion, and PJ loves the experience of being nude in nature as well - it was a joyous time sharing some naked time together in the white sand.
Ken got naked immediately after cresting the first sand dune twenty-five yards from the car. We dropped into a valley and followed it between the dunes where a little grass (dry this time of the year) and an occasional yucca cactus had survived. After perhaps a quarter mile we reached the base of a steep, colossal dune. Here PJ decided she had to get nude as well – creating nude sand angels and posing for a few memorable photos, including her signature pose – legs spread, arms extended to the sky, shot from behind. We have many photos of her signature pose, taken at locations across the country. (See photos at http://imageevent.com/kenandjane/whitesands?n=0&z=2&c=4&x=0&m=24&w=0&p=0 ).
From there, we freehiked the dunes together for some time, looking back on occasion to be sure we didn’t get lost (something that would be so easy to do in the vast dunes of sand). Looking back at one point we noticed a couple standing on the crest of a distant dune. They looked as small as ants, so there was no way they could tell we were enjoying a freehike - no concern. It wouldn’t really have mattered to us anyway. We don’t like to shock others with our nudity; we’re not exhibitionists, but we are unashamed naturists and are not really embarrassed by being naked around textiles. One sure sign of true, experienced naturists is that they proudly and openly share with friends, family, and people they meet that they prefer living nude as God intended.
So, it was March, the time of the year when there were few visitors, and the weather was warm – what were two naturists to do but park, take off into the dunes, and get naked. Freehiking has always been Ken’s passion, and PJ loves the experience of being nude in nature as well - it was a joyous time sharing some naked time together in the white sand.
Ken got naked immediately after cresting the first sand dune twenty-five yards from the car. We dropped into a valley and followed it between the dunes where a little grass (dry this time of the year) and an occasional yucca cactus had survived. After perhaps a quarter mile we reached the base of a steep, colossal dune. Here PJ decided she had to get nude as well – creating nude sand angels and posing for a few memorable photos, including her signature pose – legs spread, arms extended to the sky, shot from behind. We have many photos of her signature pose, taken at locations across the country. (See photos at http://imageevent.com/kenandjane/whitesands?n=0&z=2&c=4&x=0&m=24&w=0&p=0 ).
From there, we freehiked the dunes together for some time, looking back on occasion to be sure we didn’t get lost (something that would be so easy to do in the vast dunes of sand). Looking back at one point we noticed a couple standing on the crest of a distant dune. They looked as small as ants, so there was no way they could tell we were enjoying a freehike - no concern. It wouldn’t really have mattered to us anyway. We don’t like to shock others with our nudity; we’re not exhibitionists, but we are unashamed naturists and are not really embarrassed by being naked around textiles. One sure sign of true, experienced naturists is that they proudly and openly share with friends, family, and people they meet that they prefer living nude as God intended.
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