Solitude is good. To be at one with nature is also good. And I want to share with you three spots where I can embrace both.
The coastline of Donegal is peppered with small beaches, mostly sandy and not always known or accessible. I have found one such, which I have used as my twilight skinny-dipping spot for several years.
Private land also affords privacy from any prying eyes, over-ready to be offended. If the land owner is sympathetic and willing to turn a blind eye, a world of opportunity beckons the naturist. And so, my second favourite swimming location is a jetty where I have little more than a bobbing boat for company.
Away from water, there is something about a woodland area which invites the sensitive walker to shed clothing. This third spot is special: for I am the owner of that forest and I decree “clothing optional” in my domain, a range of broad leaf trees a quarter of a century old.
So these spots are the three places on earth where I can be “naked and unashamed”.
But there is a state of being which is on a par with solitude, and that is to share the experience with a few trusted, kindred spirits.
Now where might I find the like of these?