Naked capers




Naked backpacking

Backpacking is a very popular activity nowadays, especially among the young. But few of them ever think of doing it in the buff even when they're trekking in the hottest of climates. This lot however, well past their formative years, have decided to travel light and they're not going to be intimidated by social sensitivities. So it's off with their rags and it's out with tits and bums. And when you think about it, it's a pretty practical thing to do: they have discarded excess weight, they're feeling fresher and comfier, and when they need to go for a pee or a poo they don't have clothing to contend with which will eventually start to smell of their body waste! It's the solution to a host of problems and it entails no expense. They run the risk of course of being arrested and banged in the slammer on contact with civilisation but that's the only down side.

Head-over-heels in love

While there may be perfectly valid and understandable reasons for our intrepid backpackers above to go butt-naked, it's hard to see what advantage is to be gained by the bungee jumpers in our next photo, unless it is to extract some sort of sexual thrill. Even so, it must surely be well-nigh impossible to achieve full penetration whilst dangling in mid-air upside-down on the end of a rope and in the presence of onlookers! Still, there they are, starkers and clinging to each other and presumably enjoying the moment. It's an experience that few if any of us can boast about, bungee jumpers or not. Let's just hope the rope stands the strain of their combined weight and their jiggling around in the throes of sexual pleasure.


Leaping lunatics



And now on a more light-hearted note, here is an energetic couple who have taken to leaping about the countryside as though they were doing a re-make of the Sound of Music, except that this is clearly the x-rated adult version. You have to admire their gusto and sense of adventure as they bound about the hills in the altogether like a pair of maniacs run amock. It's not a pretty sight but who's looking? Well, we are actually, as is the person who took this photo of them. Luvverly!

Sensible vs Sexy

Below we have two young women, both in the same precarious situation, that is out in the rain, and both toting a brolly, but each with a very different approach.

The first woman has adopted the common-sense approach: she is sensibly if somewhat tawdrily dressed, and with a terrible sense of colour coordination and the inevitable dirty trainers. In fact, so sensible is this lady that she has taken the precaution of bringing with her a spare umbrella, just in case the first one comes to grief and she is left unprotected in the rain. It means of course that she has to lug around a garish oversized brute of a brolly, looking as though she stole the awning off a fairground stall, but what is that beside the feeling of security she has thus equipped with two umbrellas? All backpackers should note - as they trudge up the precipitous slopes of Mount Everest or Mont Blanc or even St Michael's Mount, as this woman may indeed be intending to do judging by the rather large rucksack on her back - that their climbing kit is not complete unless it includes two brollies! So take your cue from this 'sensible' woman.

Sensible Woman

Now we come to the not-so-sensible woman, the sexy woman, as I've named her. Just one glance at her tells us that this lass definitely has the full kit, but is it the right one for these weather conditions? Once again it is raining and once again the lady in question is sheltered by an umbrella, though there is no back-up brolly in this case. And yet by some cruel trick of Nature it is only raining under her brolly and nowhere else! However, that aside, her outfit cannot be faulted for its practicality. She won't have wet clothes to change out of when she gets home and she will have the satisfaction of knowing she did not let anything come between her and Mother Nature. Not to mention that her sense of colour coordination is excellent. A white umbrella crowning her pale body - clarity and purity in one! Thus attired (or unattired), she is always ready to venture outdoors at the drop of a hat. Sexy she is but is she not sensible too?

Sexy Woman

Well there you have it, my dear readers. Two women, two lots of rainy weather, and two different attitudes. Caution and common-sense versus the bold and the bare. Which is your preferred approach? Which ticks all the boxes for you? Answers on a postcard, please.

See you in my next post when I get to grips with another burning issue of the day!

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011!

So out goes the Year of our Lord 2010 and in comes 2011. And for me it's been the usual mixed bag, with nothing exceptional or outstanding, or put another way, it's been no great shakes. But, having said that, it hasn't been a bad year either. There have been some good moments and some not so good moments and very few downright bad moments. In some ways it has been less than I had hoped for and in other ways it has produced some unexpected welcome outcomes. I've had bust-ups and knock-backs but also some worthwhile new encounters. But no demises and no sad losses. I would have liked it to be better but it could have been much worse. In matters of the heart, it's been a bit disappointing but nothing that cannot be remedied with a little more effort on my part. There is still all to play for, as they say, and I have expectations of the coming year, hoping that what proved unattainable in 2010 will be more amenable in 2011. Only time will tell.

I have learnt some lessons from the past twelve months and I go into the new year on a changed course, a new tack. I only hope for a favourable wind to fill my sails and take me forward. I'm at an age where I have no illusions about what life has to offer in general and what it is likely to offer me in particular. And, like most people, I nurture hope in my breast and I have dreams in my head and, health and fate permitting, I look to fulfil them in the coming months and years, be it in full or in part, at least while I still have a pulse! In fact, though it may seem paradoxical, partial fulfilment is preferable to total achievement, as the former allows scope for more and serves as a spur to greater effort, as well as enabling us to dream on. And when all's said and done, that is the stuff of life... hopes and dreams. When we have neither the one nor the other, we may as well lie down and die!

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!