My first time traveling to San Francisco for work I went to Baker Beach on a cool day. I stripped down and got in the ocean but it was pretty chilly and there were not many others around. San Diego was much sunnier and warmer. I would like to see the one in Miami next time I make it down there.
My first nudist beach experience was also at Wreck Beach when I was 22 or 23. I was visiting Vancouver and ended up on the UBC campus to meet a friend. I had some time to kill before our scheduled meeting (before cell phones, couldn't reach him to tell him I was early), so I decided to take a walk to the beach since I had heard of it and had been intrigued by the nude beach concept for some time. I was so nervous when I reached the beach. I sat on a log for a while before I got the courage to slip off my shorts. I stayed sitting there with my clothes in my hands for a while longer when a guy about my age walking by with his girlfriend stopped in front of me and asked me if I knew what time it was. I was shocked that it seemed so natural for him to stop and talk to a total stranger while nude. They carried on with their walk and I told myself that I was being silly for being so nervous and self conscious. So I mustered my courage, put my clothes in my back pack, stood up, and started walking along the water. It was such a great feeling of freedom and comfort; I never looked back, I was hooked. Unfortunately I had very little time before I had to leave to meet my friend, whom I never told of my walk on the beach.
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