Focus all nudists! When you go hiking, always bring a compassand a towel!

It was late spring in 2001 and I chose to research the hills over the new Elysium property in Malibu, California. Elysium had relocated only a month or two before from its 30-year home in after the daughters of its own late creator, Ed Lange, decided to sell.
The Malibu property was next to what hikers understand as The Backbone Trail, a 100-mile footpath that snakes through the Santa Monica Mountains and rings the Los Angeles basin. The popular trail supplies hikers and nature lovers a magnificent strategy to enjoy the area’s flora and fauna in its natural state. This particular day was overcast, yet warm, a perfect day to really go hiking, or so I thought. Usually I would wear tennis shoes and a baseball cap and carry a bottle of water and a towel (just in case I ran into someone). Today, yet, I needed to be daring. I wanted to trek without wearing or carrying anything, to be absolutely nude!
As I ‘d done many times before, I walked beyond the property line and onto the Backbone Trail. As I developed on my hike, I started to notice the fog rolling in from the coast. It was not long before I made a decision to turn around and head back. Maybe half an hour or so after, the fog had rolled in so that the visibility I ‘d was no more than ten feet. After another hour or so, I recognized I had been walking around in circles. I did not understand which way was West (the ocean) and I could not find the Elysium Property. I also started to stress as the temperature often drops dramatically in the evenings in the hills of Malibu.
Imagine if I cant find my way back during day? I continued on the trail, now going in a way I simply knew was erroneous. Subsequently a house appeared out of the fog. I considered to myself, I have two selections. If I go down the hill to the home, the folks there may telephone the police. If I stay up on the trail, I may still be walking after the sun goes down and freeze. I made the decision to go down the hill toward the home.
As I continued down the hill, I saw a guy and a girl. I stopped and I shouted you-who! I went on to say I’m not crazy. My buddies allow me to trek naked on their property.
Then I grinned. The woman said that she would get me a towel and walked to the house. The man simply looked up at me and did not say a thing.
When the girl came back with a towel and a t-shirt, I continued my walk down the hill and toward their property. I thanked the girl as I wrapped the towel around my waist and put on the t-shirt. Then I inquired which way was the road. The girl pointed and said, Its that way.
I have often wondered what went through the head of that woman. I assume she could have just as easily called the authorities as help me. On the flip side, dwelling up in a remote section of the Santa Monica Mountains, Ill wager she’s seen lots of odd things and met lots of interesting folks who have wandered off the Backbone Trail. On the flip side, perhaps she didn’t think it was uncommon whatsoever. Ill never know.
If you ever see yourself naked and lost in the mountains, just stay calm, and remember, sometimes a large smile will cover a lot!

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