Campaigning to Save the Beach
It’s 3:30 and time for the off. By now we had been photographed by professionals, amateurs, newscrews, documentary makers, tourists etc and there was no room left for modesty.
My name is Simon and I had been going to Eastney Beach since 1993. My first time I went on a beach nude was in 1991 when I happened to be living in Australia.
The World Naked Bike Ride 2005 brought it all out into the open for me.
The risks of getting a tan are wildly exaggerated and the benefits underplayed, says Sam Shuster in an article published in the Guardian
I stripped off and instantly felt liberated as I had of old. I laid in the warmth of the sun, enjoyed the feeling of the slight breeze over my body and knew that this had to be the life for me. I walked up and down the beach and felt that life was indeed very good.
I was one of the first to use “The Beach” as a naturist, just a few years after the end of WWII, but only after the mines had been cleared away!