A HUGE MISTAKE

I have wrongly posted quite a few entries in this blog when I should have posted them in my main blog.

Please go to my main blog for future posts. Sorry for the error. I should not have created this blog in the first place. It's confusing for readers.

In the great Australian Outback.

I just felt I had to be as natural as the wild animals I see around me. There was a large group of kangaroos just a few minutes ago.

Travel light

In May 2015, I went on a Save-the-tiger expedition in a thick and dense rainforest, my boots gave way. The sole of one boot came off completely. We had to tie the sole to the rest of my boot with a string and fortunately, it was towards the end of the expedition when that happened. The forest guides who were all seasoned tropical jungle hikers were amused that my boots were by Timberland. They told me that Timberland boots were for city slickers who liked the outdoor image.

Timberland boots after a couple of days 

of hiking in a tropical rainforest

When I got home, I did some research and bought myself a pair of very good hiking boots. Three websites ranked the brand as among the top 5 for that year. They were excellent and I used them for a good four years. But all good things must come to an end and the soles have worn out and a bit of the back of the boots has chipped off.

I just bought myself a new pair of boots which are very light. I'm off tomorrow morning for a holiday. I'll see if the boots are ok. I just love the streaks of orange. If these boots are ok on this trip, I'll stick to them for other hiking trips.

Why I haven't been blogging

A friend just asked me this morning why I haven't been posting on my naturist blog. I am now getting rather jaded and easily tired. About three months ago, I was in Europe for a month doing nude hiking and other nude activities and I haven't even sorted out the thousands of photos I took. To choose one or two of them for the blog is not easy. If I pick one, why not another which is equally good or even better? I haven't even gone through my huge collection of photos in the first place.

To keep my blog alive, I decided to post any random pic that I click on in the album. This is the one I got. Not particularly a good pic but it's one of the many thousands.

Two buses, two trains and two more buses

Today is a day of travelling and more travelling.

8.39am. And it is raining.



9.17am.  I forgot it's a Saturday and my bus is not operating. I'll have to take two buses.



10.20am. This is my station but that's not my train.



10.35am. Still waiting.



11.17am. On my train.



11.30am. Everybody gets off here. I've been here and I think it's overrated.



12.49pm at Stainach-Irdning.. After two buses and a train, it's time for lunch before I go on my second train.



3.54pm. After two buses, two trains and two more buses, it's time for me to walk to our meeting place. After a short walk, Jane and Nick pick me up - they recongise me from one of my photos on naturist websites. It pays to take a lot of selfies!!!

Avoiding tourists.

I'm a tourist myself but I'd do anything to avoid China tourists. That's because they usually visit a place in a battalion.  They usually come pouring out of large tourist buses. I was fairly certain my hideaway would not see any of these buses but I was wrong. This is what I see as I go for a walk in the morning.

There are at least 50 of them.


All business establishments love them. If you can sell just one keychain to one of them, you can be sure 49 others will buy the same thing from you. Just the other day, my wife was in an LV boutique and at least 30 China tourists descended on the shop and each one of them snapped up at least 10 LV bags. They didn't even bother to choose their bags. And they were all chattering in Chinese, 'Very cheap!' My wife and the other customers were furious. They were left with nothing to buy. The China tourists came down like locusts and they left with their spoils. But the LV sales attendants were all beaming away. They could close the shop for that day.

The China tourists are all heading for the church and I very brilliantly walk back to my hotel which is just next to the church. I will rest for an hour in my room and that should be enough time for them to visit the church and go return to their bus.


It's a pretty little town and generally not so crowded with tourists.

A plane, two trains, a bus and a boat.

Yes, those are what I had to take to get to my secret hideout.


First, a train from the airport to Munchen Ost.


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Nest, a train from Munchen Ost to Salzburg.


Taking a bus from Salzburg to catch my boat.


And here's a view of my secret hideout from my boat. At this point, I have travelled for the past 24 hours.