Mixed Success In Our Hunt For Nudism

I don't get out much. I've only managed to get to a nude beach once before. This holiday, though, I decided I'd research whether there was a nudist beach near by. Apparently there is one near here, though unofficial, and quite a trek away. So we tried to find it. Trouble is, it's listed as being in two different locations, on two different websites. We had to go past one of the sites to get to the other, so no big problem. No sign of naked people at the first beach, and when we got to the second there was literally no way of reaching it except by boat. In the end we returned to the first beach, where there were three couples and a lot of empty sand. If it was clothing optional, then everyone had opted for clothes! Perhaps blinded by my own optimism, I hadn't brought any swimwear with me, but was wearing grey, trunk-esque underwear, so went out into the water in them. Once the water was deep enough, I took them off and had me my first naked swim. Shocking, considering the number of years I've counted myself as a nudist. The water was freezing initially, but I soon got used to it. Odd how much difference it makes, really, and where. It was a heck of a walk to get there, but the swim more than made up for it, and now we know the way...