It’s actually the only time so far. My wife and I vacationed in Vancouver and Victoria for a week. We made a quick trip to Wreck Beach just so I could say that I’ve been to a nude beach. My wife didn’t want to join me, so I went by myself. It was the middle of March—cold and cloudy, so I and the other two people who were there all kept our clothes on, of course. I just stood there for a while, watching the water.
It was well worth it both for the fact that I can say I’ve been to a nude beach and for the exhilarating hike down the shoddy stairs and back up.
I’d love to go back in the summertime. I think actually being able to lounge in the sun with nothing on would be relaxing and liberating.