Guest website by: Christopher Walter
The Ramapo Mountains were filled with the sights and sounds of life last Friday. Mother Nature couldn’t have put on a better show of her natural wonders for us during our summer solstice hike.
Introductions were made at the meeting point while we waited for everyone to dribble in. A short drive after we came to the parking lot by the trail head. As I stepped out the door of my car I was introduced to the first natural wonder I Have never experienced. The 17 year cicadas greeted us with their musical mating calls. They continued to sing all day, much like crickets at http://b-boyz.com/tube/nudism-pics-boys.php , but with a smoother more peaceful sound that can readily be left undetected in the background.
Unclothed Hiking at Mountain Laurel by the Lake
After several words from our main guide our trek began. Right up a steep rocky rise for several hundred yards. I have hiked lots of mountains so I might actually say it was a speedy average incline, but for the less began it established a slow start. Nonetheless, our two first time guides proved worthy of their role. One took the lead while the other took the tail end until we were all together again at the top. Most of the remaining trip was much more level and while we did spread out a bit from time to time our guides kept us corralled. But it did give me a opportunity to float back and forth and fall in with a couple of different individuals for some friendly conversation.
About half way along the first leg of our journey I was excited to see the second natural wonder I Have never experienced, although others may not share my sentiment. I was secretly hoping to see one on the trip, but not quite as close as I got to it this day. One among our two fearless four legged companies named “Wolf” was sniffing through the short green undergrowth about two feet to the left of the person facing me when he made a lurching jump back on the path. A timber rattlesnake was trying to hide while we passed by. As frightened of Wolf as Wolf was of him the snake tried to make a escape right past me with his tail rattling away in warning. I instantly stopped in my tracks and yelled “STOP” and everyone halted. About 3 and half feet long, viper shaped head, with brown and black markings. I’ve never seen a timber rattlesnake before, but I will tell you, more than the markings, there is no mistaking that rattling tail when it slithers past you. Luckily he promptly turned deeper into the woods and stopped about http://wnude.com/topic/wet-and-nude-topic-about-naturist-pissing.php from the trail under a little bush. There he poked his head in the under growth and watched us until we left.
After about a mile we came to the end of the first leg of our journey when we reached the first lake. I’ve never seen this type of curious but delightful sight. The whole lake was surrounded by Mountain Laurel in bloom with pink blossoms. The swimming area was empty so a few determined to jump in for a fast cool down before continuing. While we waited the cicadas finally determined to make an appearance. “They do seem alien,” Felicity laughed, as she snapped a picture of one that had landed on my shoulder. They continued to float down on us now and then through the day, and supplied the dogs with some entertainment as they chomped at them.
Our guide informed us the rest of our trail was used much less and one member said, “How frequently do I get to say I trekked nude!” as she undressed. I totally concurred and in a few seconds my clothes were off. So for few of us the second leg of our day not only turned into a skinny dipping adventure, but also a naked hiking, also known as “free hiking,” excursion. About a half mile later, just before we reached our destination certainly one of my fellow nude hikers only facing me waved her hand in the air and called out “Hi!!!” I looked over and saw two hikers watching somewhat befuddled as we passed. I smiled and carried on without a hitch, content and unashamed, happy to be dressed in only nature. I imagine they had a story to tell when they got home. But maybejust possibly that simple wave and hi from a nude hiker is all the love it will take to inspire one of them to locate and join us for the following hike. And after all “It Is All About The Love,” right!
Skinny Dipping After Some Bare Hiking
Eventually we reached our destination. We spent the day only at that innocent lake in the woods, exercising, skinny dipping, sunning, and appreciating each other’s company. A few brought rafts, two played paddle ball, I brought my scuba snorkel and swam with the fishes. We even saw two other skinny dippers down the method. Half the group remained for two hours before leaving, the rest of us stayed for nearly four hours before packing up to head back.
I do not think it could have been any less perfect of a day! Many thanks to our pdas and guide who did a brilliant job. I’m already getting excited about another trip.
For those interested, here is an up-close-and-personal look at the 17-year life cycle of cicadas, made by Samuel Orr.
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Guest website by: Christopher Walter