I want to thank you for taking an interest and I hope to make the visit worth your time.
A quick introduction; I’ve been a nudist for over 30 years and have been to several places that I will probably reminisce about in my writings.
Hawaii is and always was my home. It was during my time away that I discovered nudity and quickly embraced the lifestyle. My hope is to add value to those seeking information about nudity and travel. To that point, comments are welcome, both good and bad so that I can learn what interests other readers. In addition, the pictures are private so please don’t use them unless you have permission from the owner.
A Hui Hou (until we meet again)
Author: Paradise Nudist
Living in paradise and sharing my clothes free experiences.
My wife just had a hip replacement and is now in the recovery stage. Nudity is my religion and the beach is my church. But rather than go to the beach, I’m spending the weekends with her so I can help around the house.
The back is semi private and I can keep up with my tan. Although the beach is, well the beach with swimming and friends, staying at home has advantages. The fridge is stocked with food & drink and I can cool off in the shower or garden hose. Bonus is I don’t have to pack/unpack, or drive an hour to/from the beach.
My wife no longer practices nudity but has no problem with me running around or laying out back. Especially when I help with the chores. It’s great having someone who loves and understands me. I’m blessed and am greatful for my life.
It’s Cinco de Mayo, May 5th and it fell on a Saturday. That means it’s also World Nude Gardening day. I can officially go out and be nude while in the back yard. I do it anyway but making it official just means I have an excuse.
The day didn’t start out too nice, cloudy with light rain. I decided to work on cleaning the bedroom air conditioner. I took it apart (it’s a split system) and ran into a road block so I’ll have to wait till my friend stops by. Did some other chores before the weather turned decent.
Our back yard is semi private which means neighbors have to make an effort to look into the yard. I’m always nude back there and my elderly neighbor saw me once. She didn’t even bat an eye and we chatted for a minute. Not too sure if my other neighbors saw me but I wouldn’t be surprised.
Checking the Tomatoes
So out I go and help my wife arrange her greenhouse on the side yard. The orchids need to be moved or they’ll get too much sun. We replanted some tomatoes and Bok choi into the outside garden. Some gardenia she stared from a cutting gave it’s first flower the other day and today had a couple more. She has the green thumb while mine is brown from digging.
We’d moved to the back to clip some bushes that are starting to overgrow. I like it back here with the grass underfoot. There are a couple of large rocks we dug up while landscaping and they are now part of the rock garden. They are a nice corner of the yard.
We have a nice home in a nice neighborhood with nice neighbors. We are truly lucky that we get to be nude in and around the house. I am fortunate that my wife puts up with my shenanigans. Spending a part of the day tending to our yard leaves me feeling good.
Got a chance to visit Australia again last February. The last time I went I only had 1 free day and weather was not good for the beach. This time I took a couple of extra days to explore what Sydney had to offer.
I really like Sydney, it’s easy to get around using their buses, ferries and rail. I visited the business district last time so this time I stayed across the harbor in North Sydney. My hotel at Kirribili was a 10 minute ride from the main ferry terminal The Circulay Quay.
Besides playing in the city, my mission was to visit a couple of the nude beaches there. Cobblers Beach was one and Obelisk Beach was an option. They’re close to each other, a few minutes walk, but Obelisk is a known gay beach. I don’t mind gay beaches and have gone to a couple at home. They are both at Middle Head at an old military post. I thought I would go to Obelisk first but when I got off the bus, I saw about a dozen guys heading towards the trail. I decided instead to go to Cobblers.
This way to Cobblers Beach!
Cobblers is a legal nude beach which made me feel at ease. When I got there, it was cloudy but nice. Mostly guys and two couples were out that morning. There were 3 boats anchored just off shore. The sand was fine and hard packed. It was ok but I couldn’t “form” it to my body like I can with the loose sand back home. Still, I managed to make myself comfortable. At one point, while laying on my belly, an iguana jumped on my back legs. I shook but he didn’t want to get off. I finally rolled over and he scurried away. The sun finally burned the clouds away and warmed my skin.
On the Rocks
I took some pictures, being careful not to point it at anyone but me. I tried some goofy poses and the locals must’ve thought I was nuts. Got to show proof I was there right?
Finally Getting Some Sun
Talking to one of the couples, they advised me not to go to Obelisk Beach. They said the guys there tend to be a bit more on the hunt when they see a single guy. Instead they told me about a beach across the harbor called Washaway Beach. They pointed at where it was but I couldn’t see it so that evening I googled it and decided to check it out the next day.
In late October, I traveled to the Bay Area during an unusually warm period. Temperatures were a comfortable 65°f during the evenings while day temps reached the lower 80°s. This was great news for me as I’m not a cold weather fan. Also, San Francisco is a fun city and easy to get around. Between BART and the Muni, you can get anywhere in the city you want to go. One of my favorite places is the Presidio. It’s beautifully maintained and there are lots of trails to hike and explore. For me, a trip to the Presidio isn’t complete without a visit to Bakers Beach.
Bakers Beach at the Presidio
Bakers Beach is on the Pacific Ocean side of the Golden Gate. That draws a lot of people who will venture to the eastern end of the beach for a closer view of the iconic landmark. Strangely enough, this is where the nudist section is. Tourist who want to get picture of the bridge will traverse along the beach where they get more to look at other than the bridge.
The beach is long and wide. It’s flat like what I’ve come to expect with most California beaches. The sand is fine and looks like it came from the surrounding hills. The nude area is flanked by rocks at the east end, stretching out westward (as far as you dare to go bare) and cliffs behind. The locals hang out near the rocky end with a volleyball net set up for impromptu games.
This would be the second time I’ve gone to Bakers, the first being when I did the Bay to Breakers race just over a year ago. I visited a few days in a row back then but the weather was cold and not very sunny. The day of the race was the best and I went to the beach right after (I did the race nude and wrote about it in another post). Even then there weren’t many nudist out and the vibe was not what I expected.
This time the weather was more to my liking. I visited the two days I had free and it was a much better experience. There were many more people out enjoying the late season temperatures. Nudist laid along the cliffs while others in the sand closer to the water. I chose to be somewhat close to the water near the volleyball net. I enjoyed the sound of the waves crashing while I laid and warmed myself. I don’t like to sit or lay for long periods so I’d get up and take a stroll every so often. I didn’t venture far, just to the rocky end and maybe a hundred yards the other way. I stayed up a way from the water so those who didn’t want to meet a naked guy face to face, wouldn’t have to. Naturally it’s a boost to the ego when girls and women smile my way. Even more so when they wave or say hi.
Golden Gate Bridge
I’m also a people watcher so the tourists and nudists were fair game. They came as couples, as groups and even families. Truthfully I enjoy seeing the families exposing their young to nudist and hopefully teaching them that there is nothing wrong with it and to accept their bodies as they grow into adults.
San Francisco has a lot to do so if you haven’t done so, I hope you get to visit and explore. There are other nude beaches in the area but I have yet to visit them. I guess I’ll just have to come back again.
San Francisco has to be one of the more liberal cities in the US. The city allows public nudity during certain events. One of these events is the Bay to Breakers road race in mid-May. It runs from the Embarcadero, which is the bay side of the city, to Ocean Beach on the Pacific side. Hence Bay to Breakers http://baytobreakers.com/
For some, the race is serious with elites racing for prize and glory and others for a personal effort. For most though it is one long party that is 12K or 7.9 miles to be exact. Runners and participants dress is costume and spectators have festivities going on along the route. Then there are the few who choose to do it sans clothing. Some will do it solo but there is a group that calls themselves Bare to Breaker who are easily identifiable on course by their fluorescent green caps as well as being naked.
Imagine walking almost 8 miles completely nude through one of the biggest, most well-known cities in the world. This was on my bucket list of things to do for a long time. Note that I said “was”. That’s because last year I took an opportunity to do the race while visiting SF.
Hillary got my vote
One thing that worried me was the weather. SF is known to be cold and cloudy. The days leading up to the race was just that plus some rain. On the morning of the race the clouds parted and the sun shone bright. I met the B2Ber’s at a predesignated spot near the start. Since this was my first time I wanted some company. We walked to the corrals to wait and the party started. Those I were with got naked right away. It was cold in the shadows of the buildings so I stayed dressed.
Who thought of tossing tortillas like Frisbees? We may never find out but it is a great way to pass time till the start. As soon as the coral in front of us started is when I finally bared myself. I was nervous as hell being surrounded by clothed and costumed runners but no one really seemed to pay much attention. Let me say that my anxiety level was maxing out. When we finally got into the sun I felt better. Still, walking naked in the middle of a crowd, with thousands of spectators lining the street was an experience of a lifetime.
The Greek Olympians had it right, do it naked. But, physical activity does tend to tighten the guy parts up. Still, I had 2 ass slaps from women running past as well as numerous photo requests. People I met along the way were great and very open to my being nude. There were even nuns from Game of Thrones walking behind me ringing their bells chanting “Shame”. Some of the other nudies were in some sort of costume but I wanted to be au natural except for my hat and shoes.
Bird Woman seems very happy
The event was well run and when we got to Golden Gate Park the course felt a lot different. There were picnickers and people having fun, bands playing and a few weird nudies. One guy had a hard on and was pointing it towards the finish as if to say “go that way”. Another guy looked like Jesus and laid in the middle of the roadway so people had to go around him. After 3 ½ hours we finally got to the end. I really didn’t want to get dressed but put on my clothes to walk over to Bakers Beach. I’ll write about that another time.
This German girl was drunk and definitely my favorite.
Admittingly I am a bit of an exhibitionist. Not the trench coat perverted kind but I feel good when people see me as nature made me. I’m not ashamed of myself and prefer to be nude. I wanted to go again this year but plans didn’t allow it. If you as I do then you have to do this. I guaranty it’ll be an experience you’ll enjoy.
Had some free time so asked my beach buddy if she wanted to go get some sun today. She needed to get home early so suggested Sand Island. I’ve been a couple of times by myself, she had never been.
There were some guys there. They usually sit in the naupaka or rock wind breakers. We set up the sportbrella and a wind screen. Frankly, we were the only ones out in the open.
The sand is really fine and there was a light breeze. The sun came out which brightened a cloudy day. The surf was small and tide was high. It felt good to go for a dip although I didn’t swim too far out. In the water there are some loose rocks in the sand near shore but a nice sandy area a little further out before reef.
A modest crowd roamed the beach. Only a few got nude. Naturally we were part of the few. I always thought it was a nice stretch of sand, I just never liked going solo like I do at Polo’s. So it’s nice to have someone to go with. Close to town means a shorter drive and more sand time. It’s not the same as Polo’s which will always be my “go to” place, but it’s a nice alternative.
When I discovered Polo Beach, it wasn’t in the same stretch of sand it is now. Before Y2K, after going down the trail you would turn left towards the polo grounds, hence the name. I frequented the beach and even took my daughter when she was just a baby. After she was a few years older, my wife thought it wasn’t a good idea to practice nudity around her. I agreed because children will say anything to anyone and we weren’t sure how accepting our family and friends would be to our lifestyle.
I stopped going for a few years because of soccer games and triathlons. When I returned, I went to my familiar place. During my time away, a TV series started filming at or near the polo grounds and the nude section shifted to where it is now. Of course, I didn’t know that on the first day back and laid out in all my glory with no one around. People on horses would ride by and after some time I began to feel uneasy. I sensed something wasn’t right. Looking down the beach I could see people and umbrellas. Picking up my things, I moved and found the new hang out (pun intended).
Showing up solo and with board short tan lines, I’m sure the regulars viewed me as a newbie. In a sense, I was, but I was an experienced newbie. In time, I got to know folks and though I like to keep to myself, it’s nice to socialize too. My main time there is on the weekends. Occasionally I’ll find time during the week to go and it can be a different crowd and vibe.
Don’t trust the weather where you live. Even on the way to Polo’s it might seem crappy. The weather at the beach seems to defy what’s going on around the island. It can be sunny on the sand while you watch it rain everywhere else. Whatever the day, whatever the weather, it’s just nice to get out and relax.
I had arrived at Polo’s a few weeks ago and an employee had rode up on a golf cart just as I was about to undress. He tried to get a guy in a chair to cover up. I spoke to him and the nudist but he called it in. I didn’t stick around but the guy did cover before I left.
Regular beach users are reporting that the manager of the nearby polo field is sending employees to ask nude beach goers to cover-up as well as complaining about beach nudity to the Honolulu Police Department (HPD).
This has resulted in recent HPD visits to the beach, and citations issued to nude beach goers who refused to cover-up.
Naturists and nudists continue to responsibly enjoy the beach; however, caution is advised. Be on the lookout for suspicious people or police approaching and be prepared to cover-up bottoms as a precaution to avoid confrontations with HPD officers and possible citations. Top-free for both genders should not be an issue at this city and county beach park. Practice aloha and notify other beach users if you see anything suspicious.
Several beach users are contemplating legal action to challenge the harassment of nude beach goers and to protect the rights of naturist and nudist…
My beach buddy had invited me to a gathering that is hosted by a couple who started a nudist club. She told me they put on these events, usually at their home, about once a month. I’m not going to mention the couple’s name or the club because I never asked their permission to write about it. I liked the format they set up. They wanted to keep a one to one ratio of men to women so naturally couples got in as well as single women. Single men could sign up and would be “partnered” with a single woman if available.
The house was large in a well-to-do neighborhood. We were one of the first to arrive and I was impressed at the size of the back yard. It had a pool with a waterfall and two Jacuzzi’s. Lots of deck area to roam around and a designated smoking area. People brought their own alcohol although water and soft drinks were supplied. Eventually around 50 people showed up.
The median age was around 40 and most of the club members knew each other from attending these for the past several years. I saw a couple of familiar faces from the beach and one guy whose daughter played soccer with my daughter. He had been coming for a couple of years, I’m guessing around the time his wife passed away.
The day was hot and everyone spent time in the pool and under the waterfall. I mingled a bit but mostly just watched the others. Just watching people having fun with others who were like minded. I noticed most of the fun was inside at the bar or over at the smoking section. Eventually we too ended up at the smoking section which wasn’t limited to cigarettes. 😉 I don’t partake but it was under a tent so I enjoyed the shade and people getting stoned. The party had a hippie theme and quite a few dressed up (or down if you prefer). There was music, massages and they even brought out avocado mud for people to put on.
I was surprised that quite a few of the people I met had never been to the nude beach. We talked to one gal and she mentioned that she will probably go the following weekend with a couple of her friends. That’s good because men always outnumber women at the beach. A few of us talked about going to Sand Island where there is a nude section but is generally frequented by guys. I had been a couple of times and it seems the guys are looking for some activity. We figured if a few of us started going regularly, we can change the vibe of the place and make it an alternative to driving to the North Shore.
Time had passed quickly and soon I had to leave. The party was going to run for a few more hours and the host was saying that’s usually when people are tipsy and a bit more “frivolous” with each other. My buddy and I didn’t stick around and really, that’s not why I went. I did sign up for their newsletters and got one about a nude sail that’ll happen in May. We had been talking about it at the party so we quickly signed up to get our spots. I’ll be writing about that afterwards for sure.
Spending a day out with friend can be very relaxing. It was sunny, warm with just enough breeze to keep us from feeling like we’re in an oven. I was talking with a couple of friends who showed up late when we heard someone asking for a knife.
Turning our attention towards the water we saw a guy who was spear fishing and he is standing next to a turtle he brought ashore. The animal had fishing line or part of a net wrapped around its front two flippers and head. Part of the line was also in its mouth which lead me to believe it might have swallowed a hook.
I ran back to my truck and retrieved my knife. The fisherman began to cut away the line around the left flipper and neck. He got most of it but when looking at the right flipper, we could see it was deeply embedded and cutting through. He didn’t want to pull on it fearing he might cause more damage. Meanwhile I called the Turtle Rescue at NOAA and left a message.
Mystery Fisherman Cutting Line Off
The fisherman had to leave but another beach goer came and had a thinner bladed knife. He was able to get the most of the remaining line off but not from the mouth. Turtle Rescue called back and I told them where we were. She said she could be there with her supervisor in about 60-90 minutes. I had to leave before they got there so didn’t know the final outcome.
A couple days later I saw a friend who was there and she told me they came and picked up the turtle. He might lose his flipper but at least he’ll be cared for. They came with a policeman so everyone had to cover up. I never did tell them it was a nude beach 🙂
I’m glad things worked out and a big kudos to the fisherman for helping out an animal in distress. If he didn’t take action the turtle most likely wouldn’t have survived much longer. I’m only sorry I didn’t get his name to give him proper credit.
If you see a turtle needing help, please contact the Turtle Rescue On Oahu call (808) 725-5730 M-F 7:30-4pm or 286-4377 after hours or on weekends & holidays.