QUOTE(7mary3 @ Apr 3 2006, 05:16 PM)
skinnydipping is always a good time.
It was a frequently observed and participated in 'rite of passage' of the summer time when was a teenager in the midwest (USA). Meanders in slow lazy streams and abandoned gravel pits (quaries) were the favo(u)rite locations. Probably the most public place that I dipped in was the Kickapoo Creek Rock festival. It was 1970 and the summer after Woodstock. Every music promoter thought that they could create another Woodstock (or at least dreamed that they could). This festival peaked at an attendance of 80,000 people, a small cry compared to the estimated 450,000 (at least) that had showed up for the first Woodstock. The creek was right next to the mainstage...and a good place to cool off. Just drop your clothes where you were sitting and wander over and jump in.
Thats just one of the times I remember...There is a part of me that is still that same teenager...the right place, the right time, and I'm there.