Going through pictures from last year I found this one. It was September 28, 2012 and temperatures were nice and there was still plenty of green around. I took a naked walk in one of the least used trails, so was able to spend a couple of minutes naked in the outdoors.
But only minutes, like four or five, because quickly, out of nowhere and without making any noise, a man in his sixties showed up walking the same trail and in the same direction, just about 100 yards behind me, out of the bend and into the straight portion of the trail you see in the picture.
When I saw this guy I quickly walked to one of the sides of the trail and waited behind some tall bushes, standing without moving and looking in the opposite direction of the trail. This time I heard him walking while approaching the area where I was, just about 6 feet away from the trail and covered for the bushes.
I can’t deny I was scared that the guy might get mad for me being naked in a public park and wanted to call the police (almost everyone is carrying a cell phone these days), but also I had the secret thought that maybe he would decide to play with me. None of the above; he just kept walking, passing by my side at just 6 feet distance where he knew I was standing naked.
Sighs of relief and sadness at the same time: Relief that it seemed no problems with the police, and sadness that he wasn’t interested in playing. I looked back at him when he was walking away and noticed that in two occasions he turned around to see me, but quickly turned his head back when realized I was looking at him.
Honestly, when I think back to that moment I imagine that maybe I should have stayed in the trail and just say “Hi” when he passed by my side, like if everything was completely normal, and see what his reaction would have been. Maybe not! I stayed away from him and he stayed away from me, and probably we both are thinking that we were spared of getting into trouble. LOL