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First Time at
East Haven Report

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First Time at East Haven Report

Summer 2005

I'm 31, male, single, straight. When I was younger, I was very shy about nudity, either mine or others. Naturism fascinated and frightened me because it was something I could never see myself do.

About eight years ago, my attitude towards nudity started changing. I began sleeping in the nude and being nude by myself sometimes (a classic closet case!). Then, five years ago, I began researching about naturism on the internet. It still scared me a little, but I started wondering. Then, last year, I finally realized I actually wanted to visit a naturist resort. I saw pictures on the websites of some resorts and I wished I could leap into my screen and join the people I saw in those pictures.

This summer, I decided to act. I began participating on forums. I sent emails asking for advice. I researched what would be the best place for my first time. I settled on East Haven, in Ontario.

I'm not really a 'beach type', but more of an 'open-prairie' type. I've always been a shy person, aloof even. I was afraid this might create problems when I first visited a nudist resort. I was looking for a place where I could sit under a tree, on my blanket (or towel), and read a good book while relaxing. I wasn't looking to socialize... for now anyway.

I was very nervous two days before going, but on the actual morning I was leaving, I wasn't. Something felt 'right', for lack of a better word. I knew I was about to cross what had been a big hurdle in my life. You know how people say that love and hate are closely related? I rather think it's love and fear that are so close they're sometimes almost indistinguishable. You're afraid you'll love something (or someone) and you're afraid you won't.

At the same time, which can make things even more confusing than they already are.

The resort was easy to find. The directions they give on the website are clear and there are several signs in Casselman. I got there around 12:30. I ate a light lunch before arriving because I didn't know if my nerves and my stomach were going to play games with one another. I didn't want to feel heavy and uncomfortable to begin with. I wasn't.

I saw a car leaving the resort. Then, as I crossed the gate, I saw a nude man walk by. It might seem strange, but, to me, it made the place come alive in my mind. This was a place where there were going to be actual people! I wasn't going to be alone and I was going to be among other folk for who nudity was a normal thing. They weren't images or names on my computer, they were flesh and blood, and I was going to be among them.

I parked my car and I met the resort's manager at her office. We talked a little bit and then she gave me the key to the cottage I rented. It was pretty rustic, but it did what it had to do. I put my backpack down and I undressed. I wanted to spend at least 24 hours in the nude because I wanted my first time to be meaningful. I saw no need to wait, as to me the whole point of going to a naturist resort is to be able to relax in the nude. I put sunscreen on and I walked outside.

It wasn't feeling the sun on my body that did it for me. It was the wind. It felt so smooth, so gentle, almost silky. I found a bench, I lay down my towel, I sat down, and I began to read.

East Haven was exactly what I was looking for. It's calm. It's small. You can sit by the pond and watch the birds or simply enjoy the sunshine. Sid and Yogy (the owners) were both very nice. They made me feel very comfortable. I was nervous before I went nude outside for the first time, but the people there didn't seem to care I was there. I know that may sound strange, but I loved the fact that being nude was absolutely a non-event for the people who were there (i.e. something quite ordinary and normal).

I think I was the youngest there. There was another couple in their early thirties, but most people seemed to be in their early forties. I went on a Friday, so it may be different in the week ends. There were also quite a few people who spoke French.

I went in and out of my cottage a couple of times during the day. The first time I went back in, I took a short shower to wash off the sunscreen and the insect repellant. East Haven's showers are inside a bulding, but they're in the open, so anybody walking in can see you shower. I had issues with communal showers before; not anymore. I did this routine a couple of times.

I went in the pool later in the afternoon, more out of curiousity than anything because I'm not somebody who swims a lot. I liked the feeling of not wearing a bathing suit. I usually wear a big baggy short to swim, and I've worried sometimes about them coming off. Not this time… ;)

I left the follwing morning. Yogy (the manager) was dressed when I arrived, but she was nude when I left. I was dressed, but I wished I could have stayed longer (there's that little thing called work). My unconscious mind must have been thinking the same thing because I forgot a piece of clothing behind, something I normally never do. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go back...