To make a long story as short as possible, I started out sleeping in the nude as an adolescent,Free Nudist Blog

and I would also sometimes go skinny dipping.
In my twenties, after graduating from university, I spent some time doing some travelling. My first actual encounter of organized societal nudity was at the Swanbourne Beach near Perth, Western Austalia. This was in April, which is in the early fall in the Southern Hemisphere. I recall beach underwear being absolutely bright and beautiful along with the water of the Indian Ocean being warm and crystal clear.
After Australia, I headed to Japan, where one of my college buddies was employed as an English to Japanese translator. Some of his coworkers and I did a night out on the town, which included a visit to an onsen, which is a geothermal hot spring. Based on Japanese tradition, both sexes bathe totally nude in an onsen. I discovered lying about in the hot water of an onsen to be among the most relaxing experiences ever.
As positive as these experiences were during my travels, I ended up in my thirties immersing myself in my career, so I did not have to much time to do much in the way of clothes free recreation. It is only lately that I have really been able to arrange my spare time so that I can get away more on the weekends.