The Cinque Terre, those postcard picture towns hugging the northern coastline of Italy, famously 'ruined' by Rick Steves and his announcement that these (at the time) unspoiled Amalfi Coast towns were the next big thing. While not spoiled by any stretch of the imagination, they were VERY busy when we visited in June of 2013. Despite all the busyness, The Cinque Terre (CT) was on my bucket list of travel destinations, and is still very high on my recommendations of places to travel in Europe. While reading about the towns more generally, I had come across reference to Guvano, and in combination with my new weird arse obsession with getting naked, it seemed like a perfect opportunity to give the skinny dipping in 'public' thing a whirl.
This was my first experience on a real life nude beach and I had to travel to Italy to experience it. Not my first time skinny dipping, but the first time at a recognisably nude beach with the intention of skinny dipping. It was here I began to realise that things like getting naked at a nude beach are not as easy as they seem (probably not helped by 'guides' like this that inform people of the existence of such beaches... probably). The thing is, this beach is pretty hard to get to, and people are enamoured with the idea of finding seclusion amongst the hoi palloi of tourist hot spots like the CT. Often these people aren't so fussed about the culture of the beach, only that they get their own personalised experience out of it (either being on a nude beach for its own sake, or the sense they had found a secret that no-one had). I recognise my own interests were much the same, but I was intending to get naked alongside all the other naked people, who used the beach to get naked because it's a nude beach. For naked people. Naked.
We chose the downhill, off the beaten track approach to get there. It isn't as scary as the other way into the beach, but it's definitely not easy, you will get scratched a little, and probably slide onto your butt a number of times. Once we reached the easy bit there was still a scramble down a short cliff face using a rope to get to the bottom. Ease of access? Nope. I'd say 3/10. You need to be fit(tish) (and able), willing to get sweaty, scratched, and soiled.
We passed a small group of naked people right away: Yay! They were a bit weird: OK? Then we saw that the rest of the people there were clothed: Right. The gender split was very even, but the clothinglessness was initially 20/80. There was a bit of toplessness going on, but it was very tucked away. There was definitely the sense that a few people insisting on wearing swimsuits had pushed the skinny dipping to the margins. I have seen this happen time and again since, and to some extent it justifies the protectionism that can go on at nude beaches. This insisting on swimsuits at nude beaches or nude sections of beaches goes beyond people who are at least thinking about skinny dipping, you can tell these people from a mile off... The insisting is much more about their right to be on a nude beach or to 'take over' the nude section of the beach, simply because they want to, and think they have a right to do so.
As I've said, I'm not typically the guy who tries to turn the tide, or joins the naked side of the beach when there is a split between naked people and swimsuited up people (not yet at least). But I am happy to join in if the tone of the whole beach heads towards more nakedness than not. So early on, we settled in amongst the rocks, tucking ourselves away a little, as others had, with the tone staying the same almost the whole time. I took my togs off while swimming (kept in hand rather than left on the beach), but didn't have the confidence to do more than that at this stage in the game.
The beach is pebbled. The water is deep. It was a little windy when we were there, but gentle waves rather than anything surf like. It was very quiet. Very peaceful. With only the gentle thrum of people's heads turning this way and that to gauge which way the clothing optional vibe might go.
We weren't the only ones down there with at least one person interested in 'trying things out'. A young couple turned up and she tentatively began the process of working towards toplessness. We studiously ignored the fraught efforts she was undergoing, and her boyfriend's less than covert checks that no-one was staring (or maybe he was preparing to down trou?). It took one very brave new arrival who proceeded to whip her clothes off (while her partner stayed swimsuited) to increase the poor young lass's comfort, and she relaxed a bit. Her and her partner had a swim, and departed soon after.
With them gone, and another clothed couple leaving, I decided it was now or never and sunbathed naked for about an hour. I didn't go in for a swim, stayed pretty discrete, and tucked behind rocks (as you can). But mission accomplished. First time naked. In 'public' But also, first time realising how difficult the 'invasion' of clothed people onto a beach, recognised as a nude one, can really make it difficult for people who want to give things a go. Also recognising that nude enclaves don't help people find these opportunities either. It took one woman stepping across the invisible line in the pebbles, confident in her nakedness that gave a few of us more confidence to do the same to greater or lesser degrees.
Overall, a mixed bag. It is a pretty nice beach, but certainly not the most amazing one we've been to, but it is worth the effort to visit. It's lovely, secluded, and has the clearest water in the CT. I would suggest that if you're not at least intending to get naked, or topless, or something, then don't add Guvano to your list of 'experiences' just cos. I think it's worth it if you go there because you want to try things out. But test the vibe to see if it's heading towards increasing your comfort levels, or just jump in. Given the time again, I'd have done things differently, but I think you need a few positive experiences under your belt (so to speak) to get that confidence sometimes. Maybe.
If you leave or arrive by the tunnel, it will cost you a few Euro. I'm not sure the
guys in the 'bar' that charge you have any authority to do so, but we
viewed it as a contribution to a nice beach, and a fun experience.
The tunnel is dark, and can be scary, it feels like it goes on forever. At the other end you walk up towards the Corniglia train station via a ramp or two.
Grade: 7.5/10
Difficulty of access: 8/10 (through scrub) OR between 3 and 5/10 (through tunnel)
Likelihood of others being around: 7/10
Ease for a skinny dipping newbie: 5/10 (on the day we were there)
Saturday, 9 January 2016
Wednesday, 6 January 2016
Viena (Lake Krios) - Southwest Crete
Gosh I loved this beach!
We stayed in Crete in June 2015. We had visited nearby Krios as a part of our Cretan holiday, as it was a nearby beach that had a reputation for being a bit more sheltered when the wind starts blowing (as it does!). Krios itself was nice enough, pebbled, deep, quite cold water, with the side furthest from the cantina being more likely to be nude. There were a number of people in the buff, and I joined them for a bit (tucked away, as I do), but a wave of clothed people coming through changed the overall tone quite quickly. Especially as those clothed people were laregly made up of classic stereotypes of the loud, brash American, noisily laughing and shouting, sucking the pre-existing serenity out of the place. We had heard there were underwater ruins at Krios and tried to find them, and saw others snorkeling about looking for them to no avail.
While at Krios though we noticed a (very) small number of people filing up the rocks on far side of the beach, and decided to see where they were disappearing to.
A brief, steep climb of maybe 5 minutes and we were wandering through swathes of thyme humming with local honey bees. Looking back at Krios... with its noisy Americans.
We could see the potential for another bay over the ridge quite quickly, so continued for about 15 minutes in the heat, walking through quite rocky terrain, before seeing the best possible version of what we hoped for.
What looked like a totally human free beach sheltered by rocks on either side, forming a 'lake.' After another 10 minutes of scambling through brush and over rocks we discovered it wasn't human free, but it was clothing free. Until my partner decided to stay clothed! The majority ruled though, and I swam in this glorious, glorious, secluded place for a couple of hours naked.There was total silence the whole time we were there. It was almost a rule that people didn't shout, speak above a whisper, or splash about like idiots.
The water is mostly chest height, but does get a little deeper at various points. And it was here we discovered the ruins we had heard about. Pillars in the sand, and underwater, and the base of a Roman temple submerged to the left of the picture. We didn't have a mask or snorkel, and it began to get a bit late, so we wandered back to home base.
Surprisingly (to me at least), my partner was super keen that we come back the next day, so we did. Interrupted only once, I spent over six hours in uninterrupted nakedness (except for the hastily bought mask and snorkel). Again surprisingly, a couple of hours after the one group came and went, my partner joined me in the nude. Easiest beach in the world to convert someone to the benefits of skinny dipping it turns out!
Grade: 10/10 (My first post to set the bar high)
Difficulty of access: 6/10 (does involve climbing a bit at first, a 25-30 minute walk in the hot, hot sun, no road access)
Likelihood of others being around: 2/10
Ease for a skinny dipping newbie: 9/10
We stayed in Crete in June 2015. We had visited nearby Krios as a part of our Cretan holiday, as it was a nearby beach that had a reputation for being a bit more sheltered when the wind starts blowing (as it does!). Krios itself was nice enough, pebbled, deep, quite cold water, with the side furthest from the cantina being more likely to be nude. There were a number of people in the buff, and I joined them for a bit (tucked away, as I do), but a wave of clothed people coming through changed the overall tone quite quickly. Especially as those clothed people were laregly made up of classic stereotypes of the loud, brash American, noisily laughing and shouting, sucking the pre-existing serenity out of the place. We had heard there were underwater ruins at Krios and tried to find them, and saw others snorkeling about looking for them to no avail.
While at Krios though we noticed a (very) small number of people filing up the rocks on far side of the beach, and decided to see where they were disappearing to.
A brief, steep climb of maybe 5 minutes and we were wandering through swathes of thyme humming with local honey bees. Looking back at Krios... with its noisy Americans.
We could see the potential for another bay over the ridge quite quickly, so continued for about 15 minutes in the heat, walking through quite rocky terrain, before seeing the best possible version of what we hoped for.
What looked like a totally human free beach sheltered by rocks on either side, forming a 'lake.' After another 10 minutes of scambling through brush and over rocks we discovered it wasn't human free, but it was clothing free. Until my partner decided to stay clothed! The majority ruled though, and I swam in this glorious, glorious, secluded place for a couple of hours naked.There was total silence the whole time we were there. It was almost a rule that people didn't shout, speak above a whisper, or splash about like idiots.
The water is mostly chest height, but does get a little deeper at various points. And it was here we discovered the ruins we had heard about. Pillars in the sand, and underwater, and the base of a Roman temple submerged to the left of the picture. We didn't have a mask or snorkel, and it began to get a bit late, so we wandered back to home base.
Surprisingly (to me at least), my partner was super keen that we come back the next day, so we did. Interrupted only once, I spent over six hours in uninterrupted nakedness (except for the hastily bought mask and snorkel). Again surprisingly, a couple of hours after the one group came and went, my partner joined me in the nude. Easiest beach in the world to convert someone to the benefits of skinny dipping it turns out!
Grade: 10/10 (My first post to set the bar high)
Difficulty of access: 6/10 (does involve climbing a bit at first, a 25-30 minute walk in the hot, hot sun, no road access)
Likelihood of others being around: 2/10
Ease for a skinny dipping newbie: 9/10
Monday, 28 December 2015
A bit of clarity
I'm not a card carrying naturist. I wouldn't even call myself a nudist (although my partner might!) I DO like swimming naked. I DO love sunbathing in the buff. I DON'T generally join the naked side of the beach (when there is one, and there are). If there are a few other nude people around, and the vibe is generally relaxed, I'll get naked too. I'm definitely not a parader, or 'out' as a nudist, or someone who follows the naturalist ethos. I'm more of a closet nudist, that sneakily whips off his trou when there's opportunity because it feels good (and it does!) I'm also new to this whole getting nude in the outdoors thing, so things may change in this current identity analysis!
This blog is about making life easier for people like me that want to get in the nude, but have no idea where to start, have found (like me) some of the boundaries of some naturist cultures relatively impermeable/inflexible. Mostly it will be a place I will review beaches, especially where there doesn't seem to be a lot of information about said beaches. This is most probably a faux pas. I'm probably breaking rules proper naturists/nudists have set up to keep their spaces for themselves. But if I can make getting naked for fun easier for one or two others who don't necessarily want to buy into nudism/naturalism more broadly then my job is done. Because I kinda wonder if there are more people like me out there.
This blog is about making life easier for people like me that want to get in the nude, but have no idea where to start, have found (like me) some of the boundaries of some naturist cultures relatively impermeable/inflexible. Mostly it will be a place I will review beaches, especially where there doesn't seem to be a lot of information about said beaches. This is most probably a faux pas. I'm probably breaking rules proper naturists/nudists have set up to keep their spaces for themselves. But if I can make getting naked for fun easier for one or two others who don't necessarily want to buy into nudism/naturalism more broadly then my job is done. Because I kinda wonder if there are more people like me out there.
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