The Lucky Country

Its some years since I’ve been to Australia, we’re in England, but we certainly appreciated the opportunities to enjoy the wilder parts of the country the best way, nude, whenever possible. There are beautiful areas in the SW around Margaret River and beyond but they can be very busy at peak holiday times, like you found nudity wasn’t always possible. However we enjoy hiking and we found a number of places to enjoy nude hikes, rarely meeting anyone once we were away from parking sites.

We’ve made a few road trips north from Perth, finding quiet beaches to camp on so we could be nude. Once we were north of Geraldton we found spots for this easier to come by. One time we were there over New Year and found a spot south of Carnarvon to camp on a beach. There were people doing the same in the distance but we didn’t see anyone else for the first couple of days, so we were nude 24/7, wonderful. On the third day I’d gone for a beach walk, carrying some shorts, just in case, and went around a point to find myself in among a large extended family group, all nude. They were very friendly, especially because I’m a Pom (as English people are commonly known in Australia) and the England cricket team were doing their worst over there, again, so they were happy to have a Pom to wind up! I explained that my half- Pom half-Aussie partner was back up the beach, once I’d told them she was also a nudist, they insisted we join them for the fish BBQ dinner they had planned. We shifted camp and joined them for a few days, they’d brought a couple of boats on trailers and we had a great time going on boat trips with them, fishing and snorkelling. One day we went south in the boats towards Ningaloo where we went nude snorkelling and saw dugongs and whale sharks. It was a brilliant week there, at a beach with no name that I’m aware of, but naked for a week with some great people.

You’ve got so much space in Australia, lots of naked weather but quite a lot of creatures I don’t want to get on the wrong side of.