Whenever the bloggers I know start talking about blogger meet-ups, inevitably someone says, "Oh, and we have to include some skinny dipping."
Here's the problem with that.
Skinny dipping is not something you plan. Swimming is planned, bathing is planned, parties are planned, orgies are planned. But skinny dipping, by its very nature, is spontaneous.
It happens when you least expect it. Perhaps the day is warmer than you thought, maybe unexpected sun in early October. Maybe you are hiking with a friend along the edge of a lake, and you both are suddenly drawn to how clear the water is, how calm. You stare into the lake, noticing the colours, the reflection of the trees and sky. You lean closer to look into your own shadow, then lean into the shadow because it lets you see down below the surface.
Often you are alone with just one other person, someone you've been talking to, someone you feel close to. The kind of person you can talk to forever and also sit in silence with. You both look at the water and then each other, and you both know without words that it is going to happen. You feel comfortable stripping away your clothes, completing what many late night conversations have already started, and sliding into the water.