I knew what I wanted to draw today before I even woke up. The drawing is from a photo from a trip to Wreck Beach in August of 2020. My friend and her family accompanied me for a day, which started out rainy and chilly and nasty, but the forecast said it would be nice, so we waited for a bit. Lo and behold, the weather DID change, and many happy memories began. The drawings today are from some early runs into the small waves that were gathering that day. Full tilt, laughing, splashing, falling… it was just plain good fun. My favorite days on Wreck Beach were always the ones that I was able to have children around me, as that’s the easiest way to remember to return to childhood yourself. That freedom and innocence put back into a brain that has to spend too much time being a boring, indoctrinated, ‘responsible’ adult. There really is nothing like it.
However, today I am not on Wreck Beach, but merely only able to remember it. I am, however, about to get ready for one more day of work before I get a stretch of 9 days off. I won’t call it a vacation, because vacations imply that you’re off on adventures, and unfortunately the chances are slim I’ll be doing any of THAT. I do, however, hope to get at least one trip to Wreck Beach in.
This summer has basically been a write-off for me, in terms of naturism and getting out naked into nature. It’s difficult to even find anywhere to go anymore. The area I live in is just inundated with people, and even an hour hike into the mountain and you just consistently run into people everywhere. All I want to do sometimes is go forest bathe… but WHERE?! Alas, I still do not know.
So perhaps it’s time, on these 9 days off I have, to start REALLY exploring. Get out there. Ask around. Try places off the beaten path. Whatever it takes. I still have about 2 months left of weather that will be decent enough for me to undress in the outdoors, and I really want to find a nice place to do some rock painting. I also have to start not caring if the occasional person DOES run into me. It’s not like I’m ambushing them and flashing my genitals at anyone… I’m just existing. In nature. Naturally. Surely the deep woods hiker can appreciate that? Right?
I’d certainly like to believe it.