Huff/post reports the following: The website Travel-Ticker.com recently conducted its annual summer intentions survey, and asked the following: If you were given the chance to do one crazy activity while on vacation that you wouldn’t attempt at home, what would it be?
Some 27 percent of respondents chose skinny-dipping — and of that group, 67 percent were age 51 or older. Boomers may give the world the false impression that they spend most of their waking hours blissfully posting photos of their grandchildren and their cats on Facebook. But beneath the guise of grandmotherhood, cat ownership, scrapbooking, and couponing there lurks the same wild and crazy desires that created Woodstock, Monterey, and love beads. Boomers want nothing more than to fling off their comfort shoes, their sensible bras, and their high-waisted pants, and snatch back a moment of their glory days.
So, Boomers, toss aside that dog-eared copy of Fifty Shades of Grey and stop nagging your husband to turn your kid’s now-vacated bedroom into a Red Room of Pain. (The kid may not appreciate shackles bolted to the wall next to his Redskins poster when he comes back for spring break.) There’s an easier way to get your kicks that won’t alienate your kids or cause you mental anguish in department store dressing rooms: Pack your suitcase and head directly for a nude beach.
If the above paragraph has you thinking that you’d rather spend your day posting kitty shots on Facebook, fear of judgment may be at work. Do not fear being judged. Most nude beaches are populated by couples and most of them have real bodies just like you. Beautiful people, especially beautiful single people, as a rule, do not generally frequent nude beaches. They are often on the regular beach, prancing around in tiny little bathing suits so that other people look at them and imagine what must be under the scraps of fabric they are wearing. The truth is that a partially covered body is far more seductive than full frontal nudity.
Know that more people than you might suspect have been to nude beaches. Your friendly mailman, your manicurist, your best friend are all suspect. Nude beachgoers and nude beaches are everywhere. Of course, you can fly off to any one of a number of gorgeous warm weather resorts. But you have the option of staying closer to home. For example, there is a nude beach in Duluth, MN (seriously.) And, since the average temperatures in Duluth are lower than Mitt Romney’s income tax rate, you’ll have plenty of room to spread out your blanket.
So, if you are convinced that a nude beach is for you, here are a few handy tips for a successful nude beach vacation:
1. If you see someone on a ridge overlooking the nude beach and he has a camera with a telephoto lens, do not decide at that moment to play a game of nude volleyball. You may find yourself spread across the pages of a travel magazine, and worse, the photo will show you completely missing a shot.
2. If you are on a nude beach in Guadeloupe and a ravishing young (and fully clothed) creature is walking up and down the beach selling expensive Cleopatra-style upper arm bracelets shaped like gold serpents, do not buy one. You will arrive back home and realize that the arm bracelet looks even sillier when you are clothed than it did when you were nude.
3. If someone suggests that there is a great place to snorkel, don’t blindly follow them without making sure that you aren’t passing beyond the perimeter of the resort. You may find yourself naked, surrounded by people wearing swimsuits and some of the swimmers have now climbed trees to watch you, and you can’t remember how to get back to the resort.
Armed with this advice, your nude beach experience should be a great success. You may contact this writer for more tips or for a good deal on a gold serpent arm bracelet.
notquiteold
July 27, 2012
I want to go! Here’s my post from March about my nude beach fantasy:
http://notquiteold.wordpress.com/2012/03/11/im-finally-ready/
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I will read immediately! Time to make your fantasy a reality!
Lisa Wields Words
July 27, 2012
While I am not against the occasional skinny dip, I have no desire to put my naked body on a beach. The sunburn alone on flesh that has rarely seen the light of day scares me. 😀
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
That’s a real concern, for sure. I certainly couldn’t do it like I used to.
Gayane
July 27, 2012
Guadeloupe was my first honeymoon location, and we did hit the beach a la nude….didn’t enjoy it much, too selfconscious and busy looking for gawkers, who were behind the mango trees,….maybe it’s cause we were 22…I should probably try it now that am 60, don’t think anyone will be looking this time…will be in touch about the serpent bracelet!
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
Oh boy, a nude beach for the over 60 set. And no worry about photographers, unless they are selling to AARP Magazine.
mylifeisthebestlife
July 27, 2012
HAHAHAHA!!! And then you can post a whole other kind of kitty picture on Facebook…
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
That was eriously funny.
Lynn Schneider
July 27, 2012
I have a burning curiosity as to how you came into possession of that photo of Sombrero Man.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
Unfortunately, it’s not an interesting answer: Bing images. It’s amazing what I find on there.
pegoleg
July 30, 2012
When I saw that photo of Sombrero Man, was my first thought, “wonder what’s under that little hat?” No, it was, “he really should have slathered on more sunscreen – he’s already burning.”
I’m getting old -sigh.
Meryl Baer
July 27, 2012
I wouldn’t want to see myself nude on the beach (or anywhere else, for that matter) – why subject others to the sight?! And think about the nasty sunburn on my unexposed skin. I am enthusiastic about trying lots of things – new foods, activities, travel, etc. – but nude on the beach is NOT one of them.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
Got it!
societyred
July 27, 2012
Great post! Of course nude beaches aren’t for everyone but neither is skydiving. Speaking from experience, the feeling is exhilarating! Oh, and my wife or I would never skydive 🙂
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
The nude beach experience was so not what I expected. One look around me and I felt totally fine about it. I’ll pass on the skydiving.
BABYBOOMER johanna van zanten
July 27, 2012
Well, who knew the deep wishes of boomers. I can recommend the Ile de Levant in the south of France, for those who want a tad of culture with their nudity….my story Finding Ecstasy in my collection of short stories has a scene that takes place there: a fight between the protagonist and her lover about the enjoyment of walking around in god-given costumes…
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
That’s a win-win: a positive experience and material for your writing.
speaker7
July 27, 2012
Another piece of advice. Always, always, always have a towel with you for sitting. Always. Please for the love of bare ass, have a towel handy.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I forgot about that one. Just the thought makes me itchy and worse. Much, much worse.
Irene
July 27, 2012
Where do you get these ideas for posts?
You’re a crack up!
Did the bra thing give you this inspiration????
Let me tell ya, people may not mind looking at me naked, but the feelings aren’t mutual on my end. Yeah, I judge I guess.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
The world keeps throwing things at me that I can’t resist. Huff/Post is always a great source for anything.
Kathryn McCullough
July 27, 2012
The closest I’ve ever come to a nude beach was a topless one in Provincetown, MA. But I was much, much younger. Those were the days!
Hugs,
Kathy
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
For sure.
H.E. ELLIS
July 27, 2012
That last picture is going to keep me laughing for a week!
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I may never look at a sombrero the same way again.
theRipeProject
July 27, 2012
Ah, yes. May. 2011. South Beach Miami. Meeting of a conference of women. On the hotel beach we spontaneously whipped off bathing suit tops and formed a circle in the water. Approximately 50 topless women holding hands. Soon half the men on the beach had joined in. Who knew there as so much male “Kumbaya?” Right…
But, did give me the courage to return to the beach at midnight where I skinny dipped with a courageous friend. Dangerous and exciting.
And, madame, I continue to laugh out loud. Seems that chocolate is working…
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I’m in awe. I think I go to the wrong kind of conferences.
Audubon Ron
July 28, 2012
I’ll show you yours if you show me mine.
That ain’t right.
I’ll show you mine if I can find it.
Here it is. Nope, that’s an old dried up French Fry I found under the seat.
Okay, fuck it, I’ll catch up and bring the beach chairs.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I’d like to read an entire post written like that.
claudiajustsaying
July 28, 2012
Love the pic, good to see that particular body part is getting sun protection.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
As i told someone else, I’ll never look at a sombrero the same way again.
Carl D'Agostino
July 28, 2012
I went to this Nude Beach thing in Miami a number of years back. It was shocking. No one was wearing any clothes.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 28, 2012
I hope you chastised them. So here is a question: If you were on a nude beach and were the only one wearing a swimsuit, would you feel awkward?
cindyricksgers
July 29, 2012
Funny stuff. I like to skinny dip, after dark on deserted beaches with select family or friends, but cannot imagine myself ever having the courage or desire to walk onto a nude beach.
Life in the boomer lane
July 29, 2012
Where does one find deserted beaches?
cindyricksgers
July 30, 2012
Well, here at my home on Beaver Island, most of the year…
Main Street Musings Blog
July 30, 2012
I feel self-conscious in a bathing suit, let alone my birthday suit!
Toxicity-2-Purity
July 30, 2012
I might have to put that on my to do list. Thanks for the post!
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 30, 2012
I am so proud to have encouraged you in this direction.
Sienna (@datingseniormen)
July 30, 2012
It must have been 1985 when we three couples wandered unknowingly (yes) onto a NB in St. Martin. Strutting toward us along the waterline was a man of incredibly generous endowment. He was apparently a regular who enjoyed seeing tourists yield to jaw-dropping stupification. We kept our composure as long as we could and when he was out of earshot we collapsed in raucous OMGWTF laughter. Later, the longest-married of my girlfriends confided, “you can’t imagine my relief when you all said this guy is abnormal. I’ve never been with any man but my husband, and for a few scary moments I thought he’d been horribly shortchanged.”
pegoleg
July 30, 2012
Ha ha ha!
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 30, 2012
Good one, Sienna. And that reminds me of a trip to Jamaica….
pegoleg
July 30, 2012
I’m getting the impression this post is the result of some first-person research…?
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 30, 2012
Once again,Peg, your keen intelligence and special sensitivity to the smarmy side of life have found me out.
edshunnybunny
July 30, 2012
OMG! This post was so funny! Thanks for making my day.
Life in the Boomer Lane
July 30, 2012
You are welcome. Are you sure i can’t interest you in that serpent arm bracelet?