I've been going to Cypress Cove in nearby Kissimmee Florida off and on for around 30 years. I returned from a nice day visit there today and I realized that I've never talked about it in this blog. I had written about it in a series of Geocities web pages I authored back in the day when that service was still in business. But apparently not here.
A few things have changed about the place. But thankfully, not much. It used to be in a very rural area south of town surrounded by low end trailer parks and campsites. Now, it's directly off a four lane divided highway with the nicely manicured entrance at a traffic light directly across from the local Lowes superstore. The sign now just says "Cypress Cove" (not mentioning it's a nudist resort). But that's OK. The locals all know what it is, and they're fine with it being there.
They've added another pool and some nice shops, but they're hemmed in on all sides and I assume they can't afford to buy any of the adjacent properties. Even so, it's pretty big. Hundreds of people live there in mid to high end manufactured homes. Most of the homes are meticulously landscaped and well maintained by their owners. There's lots of room for visiting and seasonal RVs (it's pretty full now), and they have have several modern condo style buildings with rooms for visitors who aren't equipped for or desiring campground accommodations. Add to that a well equipped gym, lots of outdoor sports facilities, a big pool side bar and grill in it's own building, and a fancy restaurant on their nice little lake.
It still has the look and feel of a mature, efficient, well kept up and well run local family owned place that isn't trying to weird or different. Instead, it just looks and feels like a second home to those of us who live in and visit the area.
That said, I had a rocky start with them. In my early 20's after having gone to several nude beaches, I decided to give them a call to see if I could visit their establishment. I was given the cold shoulder and pretty much told that as a single male, I wasn't welcome. That turned me off to the point that it was another year or so before I tried a different, more single male friendly club. Only years later, as an "affiliated" visitor with AANR membership and an established membership in the "travel club" that supported Playalinda Beach on the Atlantic coast east of them, did I call again and was finally welcome to visit.
After several visits, they gave me a reference number to use that pretty much waves me in anytime I want to visit, even though I haven't kept up my memberships elsewhere.
The patrons there are mostly middle aged or retired, which suits me more now than it did back then. Very laid back and friendly, but not a lot of younger people there with their families.
Today's visit was the opposite of the deprivation chamber experience I talked about a couple of weeks ago. Sunny, mid-70's, nice breeze. Perfect. Deliciously sensual without anyone feeling uncomfortable with anyone. No (obvious) swingers and though nudity is expected everywhere, it's only rigidly enforced (as with most clubs) around and in the pool and hot tubs.
It's a great place to introduce middle age and above non-nudists to what it's all about. Young adults would probably enjoy going with a group like the Florida Young Naturists to a club like Sunsport Gardens in South Florida, that caters to the younger crowd who aren't looking for or needing fancy facilities.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
If I had it do do all over again...
It's easy to play the "what if" game. I regret not marrying young and having a large family of my own. But neither I nor my wife are the same people as we were in back when we were in our early 20's. We wouldn't have met, and we probably wouldn't have even liked each other if we had met back then. It was better that we became what we eventually would become, before we met. Otherwise, we would have divorced before we got very far.
I regret not finishing my PhD. I was working on my dissertation while on loan to a branch of my company, living out of hotel rooms in the mid-west, working 60+ hours every week for years on end. Eventually I had to choose between burning out irreparably, or burning out in a way that I might eventually recover from. So when push came to shove, I gave up the PhD work. I would have loved teaching college in retirement instead of just doing a few guest lectures, like I do now. Plus my wife is an EU citizen and I could have taught in Europe.
Marrying late meant that I didn't have the large family I would have liked to have fathered. Instead, I married the perfect person for the rest of my life, with two young kids who I couldn't have loved any more than if I had fathered them myself.
But let's be honest. I made lifelong friends, learned more than I could ever have otherwise, and advanced my career in a way that set me up for the rest of my life because I worked those long hours and spent years away from home. I didn't have the burden of time and money having a family when I was young, so I traveled extensively, disappearing for weeks on end deep into the mountains with my back pack and gear. Plus, I had a head start on saving and investing that made it a lot easier to help us, and the kids, later in life. Starting early has set us up well for retirement sometime in the near future. Something everyone young person should think about.
The luxury of time and independence in my early 20's allowed my to explore my naturist tendencies. I visited nude beaches and nudist venues in several countries, and I became active in a local club my politically connected future wife would never have allowed me to be active in. No, I didn't get to hike the Pacific Coast Trail or the full length of the Appalachian trail. And I didn't get to raise my kids as nudists. But I did confide in them my background and I expressed my hope that they'd at least be at peace with their own bodies, very early in their lives. I hope they consider that option with their kids.
I'm happy with how my life turned out. I love my wife, my kids (they are, to me, my kids), and our two grand kids (and counting). And I look forward to a wonderful rest of my life with them. My wife enjoys the freedom of not having to wear clothes around me. And she's OK with coming with me to nude beaches and nudist clubs every now and again. I've had a few discussions with the kids, and they understand their options. I just hope they raise their kids to be as least as accepting as my parents raised me. Sometimes, that's the most you can ask.
I regret not finishing my PhD. I was working on my dissertation while on loan to a branch of my company, living out of hotel rooms in the mid-west, working 60+ hours every week for years on end. Eventually I had to choose between burning out irreparably, or burning out in a way that I might eventually recover from. So when push came to shove, I gave up the PhD work. I would have loved teaching college in retirement instead of just doing a few guest lectures, like I do now. Plus my wife is an EU citizen and I could have taught in Europe.
Marrying late meant that I didn't have the large family I would have liked to have fathered. Instead, I married the perfect person for the rest of my life, with two young kids who I couldn't have loved any more than if I had fathered them myself.
But let's be honest. I made lifelong friends, learned more than I could ever have otherwise, and advanced my career in a way that set me up for the rest of my life because I worked those long hours and spent years away from home. I didn't have the burden of time and money having a family when I was young, so I traveled extensively, disappearing for weeks on end deep into the mountains with my back pack and gear. Plus, I had a head start on saving and investing that made it a lot easier to help us, and the kids, later in life. Starting early has set us up well for retirement sometime in the near future. Something everyone young person should think about.
The luxury of time and independence in my early 20's allowed my to explore my naturist tendencies. I visited nude beaches and nudist venues in several countries, and I became active in a local club my politically connected future wife would never have allowed me to be active in. No, I didn't get to hike the Pacific Coast Trail or the full length of the Appalachian trail. And I didn't get to raise my kids as nudists. But I did confide in them my background and I expressed my hope that they'd at least be at peace with their own bodies, very early in their lives. I hope they consider that option with their kids.
I'm happy with how my life turned out. I love my wife, my kids (they are, to me, my kids), and our two grand kids (and counting). And I look forward to a wonderful rest of my life with them. My wife enjoys the freedom of not having to wear clothes around me. And she's OK with coming with me to nude beaches and nudist clubs every now and again. I've had a few discussions with the kids, and they understand their options. I just hope they raise their kids to be as least as accepting as my parents raised me. Sometimes, that's the most you can ask.
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Floating Naked
A few years ago, a business came to town that offers people the experience of spending an hour or two in what used to be called "deprivation chambers". Basically you float alone in total darkness and quiet inside a pod filled with warm heavily salted (Epson salts) water. The idea is that the lack of sensory stimuli allows the participant to clear and quiet their mind easier than one could with meditation alone. As you might expect, all sorts of benefits are claimed.
I tried it for an hour a couple of years ago and I must say that I didn't get much out of it. With the wife away this weekend, I decided to treat myself to a longer "float" of an hour and a half. As before, it was an interesting experience, but I guess I've never had much trouble quieting my mind when I wanted to. But I can see that it might be helpful to some people.
So why bring this up here? Because, and they make this very clear, you must float naked in the pod because the feeling of wearing anything while you "float" is distracting. As if any of us who enjoy the outdoors, a day at the beach, or swimming naked needed to be reminded. The room with your pod is completely private and includes a shower and changing area. You undress, shower briefly, climb in the pod, aid wait as soft music plays for a while. The lights slowly dim, then you're left in perfect quiet and darkness with your body suspended in warm soft water with the air warmed above you to the same perfect temperature. When your time's up, the music fades back in and the lights fade back up. That's your cue to (possibly wake up) get out, shower, dress, and leave.
What's it like? The need to do it naked probably dissuades some people. They don't outright ban swimwear and they wouldn't know if you wore any, but it becomes obvious pretty quickly that wearing anything would distract the almost out of body experience "floating" (as they call it) gives you. I guess I'm too in tune with my body to experience the full sensory quieting experience. I hear and try to think only of my breathing, but I can still feel the warm water/air line evenly down my body (you float pretty high in the water) and I could hear my heartbeat pulsing quietly inside my ears. I guess my body isn't totally at peace even when it's fully at rest. I could feel tightness in my back and in my legs, even after some stretching while in the pod. Floating after a nice fully body message would have been perfect.
In the end, as before, not knowing when it would be over was always on my mind and I alternated between being bored, and not thinking of anything. Which, I suppose in the last case, was the point. Either way, as with so many things in life, it's better experienced and enjoyed naked.
I tried it for an hour a couple of years ago and I must say that I didn't get much out of it. With the wife away this weekend, I decided to treat myself to a longer "float" of an hour and a half. As before, it was an interesting experience, but I guess I've never had much trouble quieting my mind when I wanted to. But I can see that it might be helpful to some people.
So why bring this up here? Because, and they make this very clear, you must float naked in the pod because the feeling of wearing anything while you "float" is distracting. As if any of us who enjoy the outdoors, a day at the beach, or swimming naked needed to be reminded. The room with your pod is completely private and includes a shower and changing area. You undress, shower briefly, climb in the pod, aid wait as soft music plays for a while. The lights slowly dim, then you're left in perfect quiet and darkness with your body suspended in warm soft water with the air warmed above you to the same perfect temperature. When your time's up, the music fades back in and the lights fade back up. That's your cue to (possibly wake up) get out, shower, dress, and leave.
What's it like? The need to do it naked probably dissuades some people. They don't outright ban swimwear and they wouldn't know if you wore any, but it becomes obvious pretty quickly that wearing anything would distract the almost out of body experience "floating" (as they call it) gives you. I guess I'm too in tune with my body to experience the full sensory quieting experience. I hear and try to think only of my breathing, but I can still feel the warm water/air line evenly down my body (you float pretty high in the water) and I could hear my heartbeat pulsing quietly inside my ears. I guess my body isn't totally at peace even when it's fully at rest. I could feel tightness in my back and in my legs, even after some stretching while in the pod. Floating after a nice fully body message would have been perfect.
In the end, as before, not knowing when it would be over was always on my mind and I alternated between being bored, and not thinking of anything. Which, I suppose in the last case, was the point. Either way, as with so many things in life, it's better experienced and enjoyed naked.
Saturday, November 19, 2016
Beach Review: Blind Creek Beach (Florida)
My weekends have been pretty busy and I haven't had much chance to visit any nude beaches or clubs for several months. Last month for my birthday, my wife suggested that we spend the day at Haulover Beach (a very nice clothing optional beach near Miami). But Haulover makes for a long day trip from here. Other things came up, so we visited one of the wonderful spring state parks in the middle of the state instead (highly recommended, albeit a clothed venue).
The wife's out of town for a couple of weeks on a road trip with her sister, so today I thought I'd check out a new beach I recently read about that's a lot closer to home (not wanting to disappoint her if it turns out not to have much nude use, or is too sketchy). Blind Creek Beach is a county run beach on the Atlantic Ocean, near Fort Pierce, Florida, about half way down the east coast of the state. It's only been in use for a couple of years, but boy was I impressed!
I'll let the Treasure Coast Naturists tell the story of their role in making it possible. Kudos to them!
Driving down from the north around 11 AM, I passed the north parking lot which they recommended only as an overflow lot. The clothing optional section is between the north and south lots, and they said most of the nude use would be near the south end. The north lot had quite a few cars, but I figured the textile locals where probably using that end and it would be a long walk south before running into people using the beach nude. North of the beach is expensive condos and subdivisions with fancy public beaches nearby. All the more reason to head for the south lot.
The south lot was pretty full, which dashed my hopes that there would be any nude use there. It's a primitive beach, but the county had done a good job of making it acceptable. I expected only to find a few people after your typical long walk up or down from the beach access trail. But nooo... At the end of the trail there were nude people everywhere as far as one could see in both directions, including right at the end of the access trail. No one even bothered to post a "Beyond this point you may encounter nude bathers" sign (one was posted on the access trail later in the day). For that matter, no one had bothered to take the option and was clothed except to walk to or from the parking lot. So exactly who was there who needed to be warned?
It was sunny, warm (low 80's), and was forecast was for it to stay that way. I found a nice spot not too far from the access trail. From the deep tans everywhere and the relaxed atmosphere, it was obvious that the beach had matured nicely. That said, a couple of things were a bit too cavalier. I walked far to the south and people there were walking into the active nuclear power plant's property. Yeah, the state owns up to the high water mark and the nude walkers seem to be respecting that. But I suspect that security there would be touchy about it.
Likewise, instead of people staying south of the north entrance, they had spread well to the north as far as you could see, which was supposed to be "clothing required" territory. Nobody seemed to care, including people walking in from either entrance with their families. They joined in as if everyone in the area knew what the deal was. Two big thumbs up!
I made some small talk with a few people near my spot. But like most of the nude beaches I've been to here in the US, most people tended to keep to themselves. Which is a shame. Also, while the Treasure Coast Naturists sponsored a couple of potta-potties, which wouldn't have been there otherwise, they didn't have an obvious presence to disseminate information, tell others about upcoming events, or to collect donations for their expenses. Hopefully more people will join and help.
The wife's out of town for a couple of weeks on a road trip with her sister, so today I thought I'd check out a new beach I recently read about that's a lot closer to home (not wanting to disappoint her if it turns out not to have much nude use, or is too sketchy). Blind Creek Beach is a county run beach on the Atlantic Ocean, near Fort Pierce, Florida, about half way down the east coast of the state. It's only been in use for a couple of years, but boy was I impressed!
I'll let the Treasure Coast Naturists tell the story of their role in making it possible. Kudos to them!
Driving down from the north around 11 AM, I passed the north parking lot which they recommended only as an overflow lot. The clothing optional section is between the north and south lots, and they said most of the nude use would be near the south end. The north lot had quite a few cars, but I figured the textile locals where probably using that end and it would be a long walk south before running into people using the beach nude. North of the beach is expensive condos and subdivisions with fancy public beaches nearby. All the more reason to head for the south lot.
The south lot was pretty full, which dashed my hopes that there would be any nude use there. It's a primitive beach, but the county had done a good job of making it acceptable. I expected only to find a few people after your typical long walk up or down from the beach access trail. But nooo... At the end of the trail there were nude people everywhere as far as one could see in both directions, including right at the end of the access trail. No one even bothered to post a "Beyond this point you may encounter nude bathers" sign (one was posted on the access trail later in the day). For that matter, no one had bothered to take the option and was clothed except to walk to or from the parking lot. So exactly who was there who needed to be warned?
It was sunny, warm (low 80's), and was forecast was for it to stay that way. I found a nice spot not too far from the access trail. From the deep tans everywhere and the relaxed atmosphere, it was obvious that the beach had matured nicely. That said, a couple of things were a bit too cavalier. I walked far to the south and people there were walking into the active nuclear power plant's property. Yeah, the state owns up to the high water mark and the nude walkers seem to be respecting that. But I suspect that security there would be touchy about it.
Likewise, instead of people staying south of the north entrance, they had spread well to the north as far as you could see, which was supposed to be "clothing required" territory. Nobody seemed to care, including people walking in from either entrance with their families. They joined in as if everyone in the area knew what the deal was. Two big thumbs up!
I made some small talk with a few people near my spot. But like most of the nude beaches I've been to here in the US, most people tended to keep to themselves. Which is a shame. Also, while the Treasure Coast Naturists sponsored a couple of potta-potties, which wouldn't have been there otherwise, they didn't have an obvious presence to disseminate information, tell others about upcoming events, or to collect donations for their expenses. Hopefully more people will join and help.
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