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Nude Recreation in America

An anniversary retrospective....in celebration of 60 McConville Nudist Resort and 30 Glen Eden Sun Club years.

The Early Founders

Pete McConville, orphaned at an early age in his native Ireland, was sent to live with relatives in Australia. Here, in the wide open spaces and hot climes of Oz, he discovered the joys of being nude.

Ray Connett, long before the founding of Glen Eden, spent time in England where he discovered such things as "nudist colonies".

These two influences eventually found their way back to California and led first, Pete McConville, sixty years ago, to the beautiful place we know today as McConville; then, some thirty years later, by Ray and Mildred Connett, via Canada, to the fabulous Glen Eden of today.

A European Beginning

The simple and innocent act of being nude is impossible to chronicle in the millions of years of the existence of humankind. It only became an "organized" movement at the turn of this century, principally as a kind of natural reaction against an era of Puritanism which existed at the time. The first documented "nudist club" in history was Freilichtpark, started in 1903, by Paul Zimmerman. Having failed to obtain local co-operation from authorities in France, Zimmerman established his one-hundred acre club in Germany.
It wasn't easy. Following a utopian ideal, the focus of nudism then, as seen in the early days of McConville, was physical fitness and health, heavily into sport and exercise activities. Abstinence from alcohol, and even meat at some clubs, was expected from the members. Rapidly spreading throughout Europe, predominantly Germany, France, Scandinavia, Holland and England, nudism wasn't without condemnation. In the lead-up to the first world war, nudists, or naturists, as the Europeans call themselves, were considered by the Nazis to be as dangerous and anti-establishment as the German Jews!
In 1925, the first nudist club in England was the English Gymnosophist Society at Wickford in Essex. They later purchased property and changed its name to The New Gymnosophist Society. Soon, Germans, Dutch, English, French and Scandinavians left Europe for the promised land of North America, bringing with them the naturist ideal.

McConville - the Early Years

Hobart and Lura Glassey, considered the founders of Western nudism, partner with Pete McConville and open a camp named Elysian Fields. A movie, Elysia, Valley of the Nude, was filmed there during those early months.

1934: Weekends are now drawing hundreds of people, mostly young couples with children. The partners acquire a larger area a short distance away and rename the camp Olympic Fields.
1938: A second movie, The Unashamed, again filmed on location, even played in the Belasco Theater across the street from the White House in Washington, D.C. These two movies can still be seen periodically at McConville. Many of the structures built during these early years are still in use today.
1945: McConville members drive to Sacramento and help defeat the Dills Bill.
1952: Flo Nilson and her family build a cabin and join other McConville families raising their children in a nudist environment. Some families are weekenders, others live full-time in the canyon retreat, sending the kids to school in Elsinore, 1300 feet below the Naturist paradise. Forty years later, some of these kids now have their own cabins.
1953: The 20th Anniversary reflects the post-war years prosperity; 36 member-built cabins now stand among the seventeen other camp buildings. Shortly afterward, the Nilsons' buy McConville from Pete. 1963: The new pool, replacing the 25-year-old first pool, is christened by over 700 people as part of the 30th Anniversary celebrations.
1967: McConville builds a dirt airstrip, still in use today as a training field for pilots planning to fly the dirt strips of third world countries.
1973: To honor the 40th Anniversary of McConville, a book detailing it's history is published.

The American Pioneers

Unfortunately, the puritans had also established themselves in America. Their "fundamentalist" principles, including a total condemnation of any form of nudity, created a challenge for the American pioneers beginning with the Glassey's and Pete McConville, in the 1930s, Flo Nilson, twenty years later, and Ray Connett in the '60s.
While other minority groups have campaigned, lobbied and fought many a bitter battle to gain legal recognition of their rights, nudists have gained only modest ground, mainly due to their reluctance to go public. Nudists still have a difficult time, mostly in their minds, of justifying or explaining why it is they feel so good without clothes. Going public is even tougher.
It is true to say, however, that the victories won today for more beaches and resorts must also include a generally more tolerant and open society far readier to accept nudity than ever before. We owe much to our beloved pioneers who, over the last sixty years, throughout a far more repressive and antagonistic atmosphere, soldiered on to give birth to a philosophy embracing over 60,000 "card carrying" Americans but, truthfully, representing millions. We're not colonies any more and the cultist days are over. We are commercially viable recreation resorts, travel and tourist companies, publishers and so on, representing, in 1993, a multi-million dollar business industry.
Pioneers ... we salute you!

Glen Eden A Classic Success

Like most success stories, this one started with a dream. From first experiencing nudism in England in the 1950s (called naturism there), Ray Connett returned to his native Canada. There, with his wife Mildred, he became active in nudism, writing and broadcasting on the subject, as well as creating the VAN TANS Club. Itchy feet then led them, with trailer, across the border to California, still enthusiastic to be involved with nudism.
In California, Ray met Bill Kiesel of Olive Dell Ranch in Colton, where they both lived and worked for a while. Still, the itch persisted, and as evidenced later, motivated Ray to fulfill his dream of creating a 'significant' nudist facility. Glen Eden is the result of that dream.
A Nudist Realtor, Cliff Kennedy, shared Ray's dream. He exhaustively investigated available land, trekking hundreds of miles on foot to personally inspect each prospect. An abandoned, 90-acre olive ranch was purchased, with some difficulty, for only $300 an acre. Additional land purchases over the years have brought the sun club to it's current 150 acres.
It would take pages to reveal the many fascinating facts, heartaches and disappointments; the sweat and sheer guts of clearing dense shrubbery, moving trees and creating roads; suffering serious floods in the rainy season, barely missing raging forest fires, and finally, surviving threats of legal action for closure by neighbors. Probably, though, the most significant factors in their 30-year history of continued growth, were the discovery of an endless supply of water at only thirty-seven feet below ground; installation of adequate electric lines; Ray Connett's instinctive talent for marketing and PR; and, in 1966, an unheard of development which raised many an eyebrow!
July 15th of that year, Ray and Mildred GAVE Glen Eden away! Realizing his long-standing dream, Ray transferred ownership of Glen Eden to the Glen Eden Corporation, with early members becoming directors on the Board.
Shouts of 'communism' were heard from detractors. It seems that this act was parallel to the socialist principle of 'workers control' and, in realty, Glen Eden, from that day forward, was, indeed, subject to 'members' control'.
And so it is today, with 27 of its 30 years being as a member's cooperative. Modern business and management techniques have kept Glen Eden in the forefront of nudist resorts throughout the decades and promise to continue it's growth well into the 21st Century. Nudism in California is alive and well.

The Dills Bill

Believe it or not, in decades gone by, California, the very state of both McConville and Glen Eden, attempted to legislate a blanket ban on nudism throughout the state. Ludicrous in our age maybe, but they tried.
This is the story:
A county regulation forbidding nudism had already been passed in Los Angeles. Now the Dills Bill, which would prohibit nudism in the entire state of California, was to be introduced in Sacramento. Initial efforts against the bill came from letters written by the then Olympic Fields members. Espousing the clean, moral aspects of the nudist way, the members gathered data to support their choice to be healthy and nude in the sun. The advocates pointed to the proper behavior standards expected of all members, and to the prohibition of alcohol on the grounds as proof of their moral ways. When the bill was actually to be heard in court, eight Olympic Fields members, pumped up by determination, and at their own time and expense, took off in two cars and drove to Sacramento to participate. An attorney, hired and paid for by one of the members, joined them. Imagine the courage required to make such a stand in any era; this was 1945. The Olympic Fields group were not alone in coming to the defense of the practice they loved. A movie actor, Albert Dekker, offered his practice of nudism as a health-giving program in his native Germany, stating his parents as well as his wife and family were also nudists.
Finally Herb Webb, another associate of Olympic Fields, gave his impressive testimony favoring the good life of nudism. Swayed by the diginified, well-informed, well-presented and well-mannered presentations, the committee relented and defeated the bill. The custom of nudism was preserved to evolve into the much more relaxed, but still conservative practice we see today at clubs and camps world-wide.

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Miami Nude Beach Nudity, Please Read!

There's something liberating about the antic of being naked.  The freedom.  The exhilaration.  The lack of pocket lint.  Unfortunately, for most people the notion of nudity requires some rationale - no matter how silly that rationale may be.  Streaking across a football field. Skinny-dipping in a lake.  Mooning for the camera.  Photocopying your butt.  Playing naked Twister.  Flashing a nun after sixth-period class, hoping she didn't recognize you and isn't at this instant phoning your parents.  For most people, it's all about the naughty thrill of getting caught or exposing a private part.  But not for all.  No, for many it's perfectly routine, as normal and natural as, say, kissing hands or shaking a baby.

Nude beaches are the perfect denominators for these two groups, the puritans and the pure exhibitionists, the fakirs and the non-fakers. Think of it as a big game of strip poker where everybody has crappy hands.  The thing to remember is that nude sunbathing isn't about sex or exhibitionism - we'll leave that to the nudist colonies and Courtney Love.  Nude sunbathing is about elation and free-spiritedness (and avoiding wedgies and ugly tan lines).

I've made the trek to No Clothes Land many a time.  I've dropped trou in Europe, where it's no big deal - heck, even the Royal Family has displayed a boob or two (not counting Prince Charles).  Black's Beach in San Diego is world famous for nude sun worshipping.  And, of course, here in Miami, we have Haulover Beach.

One of the misconceptions about nudity is that every human body is beautiful (Right).  The key to inoffensive nude sunbathing is to do just that - sunbathe.  Do not play volleyball in the buff.  No grilling or barbecuing.  Even if your Playgirl's Mr. January, do not perform an oil and air filter change on your auto while naked.  An watch the jogging - you could poke somebody's eye out.

Nude beachgoers often have their social cliques and routines.  They picnic and fraternize, and they love to mingle.  Zoiks.  These people who sashay up and down the beach wearing nothing but a smile and a spare tire are the same folks you find in the receiving line at a wedding wielding a business card and a can of Binaca.

When I venture to Haulover, I stick close to my blanket or hit the water.  I don’t wander about.  It’s like you want to work the room, but there’s no place to put your hands and no appropriate place to hang your Walkman.  (Plus, you feel like you’ve gone to a party and everyone’s wearing the same thing.)  Personally, I happen to like being naked. It’s never bothered me.  I often get home from work, disrobe, and sit naked on my couch eating cereal.  (Did I just cross the line of too much information?)  Some people are uncomfortable naked.  I’m not.  What I do have a problem with, however, is being ugly and naked.  Statistics show that the number of people who enjoy nude sunbathing is proportionate to those who should put something on.  Like a tarp.  Or one of those tents that they use when they’re debugging a house.  That one of the reasons why I prefer the sanctity of my blanket.  I can feign sleep (or death, if necessary) should some naked old man approach me and start to discuss today’s undertow as he squats liberally in front of me.

Sunscreen:  I’d be remiss if I didn’t stress the importance of proper protection.  Those regions that rarely see the light of day are the first to succumb to the sun’s deadly rays.  Hence, watch your behind, or your buns will be toast.  As for – how do I say this politely – garnishing your weenie, yes, your little buddy needs sunblock, but remember, you’re in public.  There a fine line between safety and pleasure when applying lotion to Mr. Happy.  I’ve seen guys go at it like they’re greasing a fire pole.  So take it easy.  Don't make things hard on yourself.

When it comes to accessories, there are certain things you should and should not bring to a nude beach.  Telescopes and binoculars are definite no-nos.  You may think of this as a ball game, but I’m sure the Red Sox would beg to differ.  Likewise with a camcorder – carrying a video camera at a nude beach is the pervert’s equivalent of driving by a schoolyard with a van full of candy.  As for ready, avoid books with titles like Justice of the Piece.  Stick to Field and Stream, Reader’s Digest or the Gideon Bible.  Sunglasses are a must.  If you’re gonna ogle, at least do it behind your Maui Jims.

As for your random beach bump-ins, there are obvious encounters. Besides bodies that you’d rather not see naked, piercings are immensely popular.  Popular, I surmise, because they’re in places that wouldn’t necessarily be exposed at Publix (unless you shop at the new one by the bay).  I’ve seen nipples that look like parachute rip cords.

And below the belt, I’ve seen piercings that made me recoil.  (Come to think of it, I’ve seen coils down there, too.)  And little napkin rings.  And something called a Prince Albert.  I’ve seen less metal at a gun show.  And shaving.  Hmmmm.  Apparently trimming the hedges has become all the rage.  Some folks go for the close cropping; others like it smooth.  I haven’t seen topiary this creative since I was at the Botanical Gardens.

Nude sunbathing can be a kick, an exciting way to liven up an otherwise dull day at the beach.  For the ladies, it means being able to wear a sundress without worrying about unsightly strap lines.  For the guys, it means there’s no need to adjust the boys: it’s a wind sock now.  For all of us it means an escape, a break from our daily worries and cares, a moment’s freedom where less is so much more – except when it comes to that sunscreen.