GAbare, I'll suggest the during the first experience you describe, your professionalism in nudity (aka lack of an erection) was your saving grace. Your continued ability to explain yourself calmly while maintaining your 'composure' around two complete strangers, and with the non-freaked out of the two of them throwing you a few helpful bones to mellow her friend on the story, everything worked out great. Who knows, maybe you even put a thought into the head of the calmer of the two and she might do some research into the nudism happening locally. Wouldn't it be great to be doing that same hike in the future and come upon her hiking but this time with her unclothed as well?!? As gutsy nudists we all hope for such positive experiences, but also know how much danger we do put ourselves in by pushing the naturist envelope into clothed spaces.
Your stories reminded me of a moment many years ago, even years before I became a nudist - and by that I mean beyond the typical dalliances of streaking and skinny-dipping most everyone from my era engaged in - where I was on a solo excursion on a hiking trail in the woods, on a mountain top where people might hike or jog through, not too far from the college campus. I was on a nefarious quest in an attempt to take some erotic pictures of myself engaged in things I would never do now where I might be caught. And that's exactly what happened - I got caught by a jogger with my body nude and my penis on full display, camera sat on a convenient tree stump a few feet away on a delayed, multi-shot setting. And just as the camera flash began and the series of six shots in a row started, the jogging guy popped out from behind a big tree out of nowhere!
Busted and bonered, all I could do was stammer some apology to him about how I was taking pictures for my long-distance girlfriend as he hurried past me, his jogging gait quickening noticeably as I attempted in vain to hide my horizontal dick with my hands. He actually seemed to take it in stride, asking me to make sure he wasn't caught in the frame, and in a few seconds the moment was over, but by then my heart had jumped up into my throat and was pumping about 200 beats a minute with the freaky thrill of being seen by a stranger bare and me in all my glory. Not sure what to do at first, best to grab my shorts and camera and run, I soon calmed down and decided to go on and finish my photographic session, figuring I wasn't going to be so unlucky to get caught twice in a row.
The pictures from that day turned out pretty decently, and no, the frame did not catch the jogger or his surprised expression in the snap that was taken at that moment of exposure. I have grown up considerably since that day twenty-some years ago, knowing I have no interest in putting myself in such a dumb situation again. But it did bring back a memory I hadn't recalled in a long time and now brings up humor in me rather than fright and excitement. What a dick I was! Thank you for that, GFbare.
I was caught hiking nude just outside Aspen,Co. a couple of mountain bikers rode by really quick they just looked at me and kept riding. I was on another trail on the other side of the same valley and covered up when I saw a few people coming along. I think they saw me they just smiled and walked past me.
Couple times when I lived in Chicago I was seen by dog walkers or a cyclist on the trail in the woods, most stopped to look so I did too. Usually they said hello or good morning or just smiled and waved as they passed by. Never anything uncomfortable for either of us, so it was a good experience. Was chased down once by a woman on horseback which was pretty scary. She didn't seem like she was interested in small talk.
Out here I've had a few close calls with dirt bikers out in the wash but they never got close enough I think to see anything.
Did get caught the other day after sunset when leaving the bay to trek home. I thought there's no chance of anyone heading outbound that late and if they were, their torch would give them away in time for me to don my long polo which was in my hand.
As it turned out a couple of guys were heading out to the bay in the dark, they were too close when I noticed their torch and my donning was not cleanly executed. They just laughed as I described the failure of my plan while trying to find the second armhole! May as well have walked calmly past them without any evasive action.
Pre-dawn was much more successful. No encounters on the trail and the added assurance of breaking through many spiderwebs to confirm I was first along for the day. Walkers from the other end didn't start to appear until just after sunrise, apart from the odd surfer, but I generally treat them as a separate species anyway for my purposes.
Didn't get caught hiking. But my wife and I got caught on a backpacking trip once. We had been backpacking (not nude) for roughly 7 miles and had stopped because it was getting dark and we needed to set up our camp. We setup just off the trail in an area right next to the river. We cooked supper and relaxed while night settled in. About an hour or so after dark we decided that since nobody had walked by on the trail since before dark we were probably safe to strip down and bathe in the river. So we stripped and washed off the days sweat and grime. Afterwards, we decided to stay naked and enjoy the campfire. We stoked the fire up nice and big so it would toast our naked bodies. After 30 or 40 minutes of standing by the fire completely naked, we hear something moving. It was a guy who was trail running with a headlamp. Neither my wife or myself had time to react to him running down the trail, so we just stood there completely nude... cock, tits, pussy and asses hanging in the breeze. He waved as he ran by. My wife and I burst out laughing as soon as he was out of sight. We were both so turned on by getting caught, that we fucked right there in the dirt by the fire. Then we had to take another bath. We didn't put clothes on until the next morning when we started backpacking again. One of my most memorable backpacking trips ever!
4 of us went backpacking,2 couples, after a long and hot first day got to camp at a nice lake, everybody took off their clothes and went skinny-dipping and just relaxed in the sun.A bigger group came by of adults and some teenagers and asked to join us. we said ok, they all stripped off and went skinny-dipping too. saw them several more times on our weeklong backpack.