Travels With Naked Girls - CHAPTER 12 - 13

Chapter 12.

New Video.

My tiny video camera was my secret.  I’d found a business no one else had found.  I’d realized that, with modern video equipment, one can make professional-quality videos without a huge crew. Indeed, you could do it by yourself alone. 

I was a bit like Bill Gates, who’d jumped into a different business, personal computers, a little bit ahead of everyone else.  I wasn’t making as much money as Bill Gates, but I wondered if he was having as much fun.

My video camera, the size of a large grapefruit, could do all the work of a camera the size of a suitcase ten years before, and could do it better.  Since editing gear had advanced just as rapidly, I could make good videos for a few thousand dollars, rather than fifty or a hundred thousand.

Nobody seemed to know that.  Hollywood didn’t know it. They went on in their turbulent world, making movies which cost millions of dollars, and often losing money in the process.  The people in TV didn’t know it either. They went on in their own stressful world chasing ratings with big dollars and often not catching them.

Standing there on a rocky peninsula in the warm Mediterranean sunshine, videoing Uti as she climbed high up and far away on the rocks naked, I didn’t envy them.

Uti's stroll across the Monasteri peninsula emphasized another thing.   People don't really mind people going naked in public.   The laws against going naked in public are obsolete.

I had been coming to this conclusion for a long time.

I had been fascinated with naked in public since I was a young man. I can even remember a poster from the 60's showing two naked girls sitting at a bar amidst a row of clothed men. The girls were sitting down and facing away, so you didn't see much of them. But on me the poster made a huge impression.

I did naked in public photos back in the 80's. There was that girl friend going naked in the public park. We waited til the coast was clear, and she was only naked for a minute, but there was always the chance that someone might come along and see her. I found that very exciting.

Jill loved going naked in public. She was another model I met at ConFest, unfortunately in the days before my filming began.

Jill was a natural blond with a Nordic background and an epic figure. She loved going naked whenever she could. She was more beautiful the more clothes she took off.

Once when we went to the beach I told her she didn't need her clothes. She could leave them in the car and just wrap herself in a towel for walking through the parking lot. When we got to the beach I told her she didn't even need the towel. She happily handed it to me and walked along the beach in the sun.

We found a nice place to stretch our towels and lie down, and I did a few photos of her. She liked doing yoga exercises. People walked by occasionally.

Further up the beach there was a good crowd. I suggested she might like to walk up to the end of the beach and back. I watched her and took photos with my telephoto lens as she walked leisurely along.

She looked very happy in the photos.

Kylie was another girl who was quite open about going naked. I met her at ConFest in 1992, and did lots of video of her there. She had just turned 18.

She was a free-spirited girl, full of adventure, looking for all the great opportunities that life has to offer -- the way many wonderful girls are when they reach 18.

She spent almost the whole time at ConFest going around naked, and she modeled for my video camera a lot, especially dancing, which she loved. Like Jill, she helped me realize how happy girls are to go naked and model naked. All they need is a little encouragement.

I drove her up to Byron Bay after ConFest, and we stopped at many locations to shoot video, on the great plains, at a wide beach, and in a waterfall pool. In a sense this was the first of my travels with girls, but I was too young really to appreciate it, being not yet 50.

Kylie was breathtakingly topless at all the beaches of Byron Bay, and when she washed off the salt in the outdoor showers, she took off her bikini bottom too.

She wanted to go naked in the streets of Byron, and maybe I should have encouraged her, or at least to go naked at some parties in the hills.   But once again, it was too soon for me to realize the possibilities of this new form of naturism.

Another girl named Sundari gave me further help. One day she mentioned that she used to enjoy getting on her horse naked and riding down the road from her house to the beach and then along the beach for miles. Or she would go running naked.

I thought this was a very exciting thing to do, and asked her if we could recreate her naked running. She loved the idea. I did a series of shots of her running naked in various places over several weeks: beaches, rainforests, roads, and open fields.   I cut it all into one glorious run, and put it into Naked Lifestyles 1 at the end.

We met a few people. Sundari mentioned that she used to meet fishermen and swimmers in her beach rides, and nobody minded.   More and more, I realized that the laws against going naked in public were obsolete. It was just another form of oppression.

There may still be some people somewhere who are offended by public nudity, but they are rare. More likely, they're not really offended, but they think they ought to be, because of some religious platform or other. They say they are offended, to show how devout they are.

Chapter 13.

A New Form Of Naturism.

Naked in public fascinated me. It seemed to me the logical next step for the naturist cause.

It's easy to forget that naked groups were once illegal, back in the 1930's and 1940's, and that nudists had to struggle for the right to go naked in their private clubs. In the 1950's and 1960's, they struggled for the right to go naked on a few isolated "nude beaches."

That was a worthy struggle, and all honour to the nudists of those days. But it seemed to me the nudists had stopped there. The result was that nudism was still a hole-and-corner operation, hidden away from the public.   The public still equated nakedness with sex, and nudism with mild lunacy.

A good proof of this was that the public still used the phrase "nudist colonies," which nudists themselves had not used for years, prefering "nudist resorts" or "nudist clubs."

Many nudists didn't even like the word "nudism" anymore, preferring to call themselves "naturists."

It seemed to me it was time for nudism to come out of the closet. Naked in public would prove that.

It seemed to me that nobody really cared about naked people anymore. The laws against going naked in public were obsolete. Indeed they were a form of oppression, like the laws against homosexuality, which were falling everywhere, and the drug laws, which were starting to be challenged.

The walk up Mt Warning in 1996 with three pretty naked girls had been a big success. The next step, it seemed to me, was to do it with naked men.

In late 1997, a couple of months after my trip with Roshelle in France, I arranged with Kai to do another naked walk up Mt. Warning. Kai recruited a friend named Adrian, and Rose went again with her boy friend Stream.

The walk went smoothly once again. When we came to a leaning tree, Kai lay down on it and Rose gave her a massage. That looked great.

We also did a sensual exercise. Rose led the other three as they kept their eyes closed and focused on the sounds of the forest and the touch of their naked feet on the trail. That looked great too.

Having men along didn't seem to affect the responses we got from clothed people on the trail very much. The only difference we noted that was a group of English women tourists were eager to photograph the guys on the trail. Interestingly, no one had asked to photograph the three girls on the previous naked walk.

Otherwise, naked guys got the same reactions as naked girls. People were amused, curious, delighted -- but never offended.

When we got to the top, we had only a few glimpses of the view before clouds came over and we were fogged in. Rose lay down and went to sleep for half an hour, a touching show of confidence in her nakedness, just like Roshelle in the hotel room that night at Chartres. I did lots of shots of her as she slept.

The naked in public walk up Mt. Warning was a complete success, both times. I was ready for something even more daring and worthwhile.

In 1998, on my trip to Europe with Kai, we did some more elaborate naked in public shoots, with a man named Robbert Broekstra in Holland.

Robbert Broekstra was a very creative and energetic nudist in Holland who believed nudism should go public. He started a group called The Friends of Nature to promote this belief.

The Friends of Nature liked to go out hiking or riding bikes in the country and have a naked picnic. They did all sorts of things. They went for long drives in rented pony carts, and cruised in speedboats along a river. They took over a bowling alley one day, and rented a miniature racing car track another.

Robbert found beautiful girls who were happy to go along as models for photo sessions. He reserved a whole railway car of an antique stream train for a long trip on a Sunday afternoon. The models posed on the engine and one even got out and held the red warning flag for cars at a crossing.

You can see this excursion in a video called Summer In Holland. It also shows a naked trip right in the heart of Amsterdam on a tourist canal boat they rented. They got out at one point and walked along the river side. You can even see a policeman in the video watching them and blowing them a kiss.

I was impressed by Summer In Holland and wrote to Robbert to ask if I could shoot a Synetech video about some of his excursions. That was how I met Henriette.

Henriette was a real free spirit, and was happy to go naked in public wherever we wanted. On our first excursion with the Friends of Nature, we headed off on a bicycle trip, but it rained in the morning. We holed up in a pub called The Gilded Lion.

Henriette got the idea of doing a naked shoot right there. She asked everyone and they loved it. People who walked into the pub got a surprise to see a lovely blond naked girl serving drinks, but nobody objected.

Robbert got off his clothes too, and everyone else in the Friends of Nature group, including a ten-year-old girl named Marina. The naked people sat around for about an hour, having a light lunch and chatting. Then we went on our bicycle ride, and had a naked picnic. The results are in Naked Travels 1, which also includes the walk up Mt Warning with Kai, Adrian, Rose, and Stream.

On another day we did a naked canoe trip with about 20 - 30 people. We found a level grassy area where everyone could play soccer in the nude, and feed the swans and picnic. Marina played games and went on the swings. This excursion is in Naked Travels 2.

Henriette even wanted to go roller-blading in the nude in an Amsterdam park, but unfortunately the rainy days continued and we couldn't. We did manage a good shoot on a canal boat that a friend of mine was living on.

Henriette kept in touch with me by email, a new thing in those days, over the following winter. She was interested in modeling, in traveling, and in going naked wherever she could.

It was very flattering for me. A beautiful 23 year old girl who wanted to travel with me and spend most of the time naked. I was getting addicted to this, and all these girls seemed eager to push me along in my habit.