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Subject: First time CO beach
From: abel@vax.sonoma.edu (dan abel)
Date: 13 Apr 92 15:47:48 -0800
Organization: Sonoma State University

Some years ago, my wife wanted to go to a summer church camp.  She 
checked it out, and it was during the busiest work week of my year.  
So, she and the kids went without me for a few years.  One year, she 
suggested that I wasn't so valuable that I couldn't take a day off, 
even then.  It was a week camp, so I took Friday off so I could spend 
that day and the next with my family.  I got there, and had a 
wonderful lunch.  It wasn't fancy, but it was good, and I sensed that 
it was cooked with love and caring.  After lunch, we took the kids to 
supervised children's activities.  My wife suggested we take a 
shower, which sounded good to me.  She explained that they had dinky 
little shower stalls for those who wanted privacy, but that there was 
only one shower room, since the camp had been built for a single-sex 
"Y" group.  So, we went to take a shower together, and we thought we 
could catch up on the week's activities.  We got there and started 
undressing.  I could hear the showers running in the next room, but 
the door was closed.  In a minute, the door opened and this 
attractive woman came out, totally nude.  She saw my wife and smiled, 
and my wife introduced me.  She came over, said hi, and welcomed me 
to camp.  I was in a state of shock.  I had never imagined having 
such a conversation with a naked woman!  A few seconds later, a big 
hairy guy with a young boy came out.  The same thing happened, and I 
noted that all had the same last name.  Now, I know how to add two 
plus two, and I guess it showed on my face.  But no, he explained 
that he was her *brother*!  We took our shower and they were gone 
when we came out.

The next day, my wife suggested that we visit the beach.  The kids 
really like playing in the water.  I'm not a beach person, so I was 
less than excited.  Then my wife explained that it was a CO beach, 
and that I might like what I saw.  I was convinced.  The beach was 
not in camp, but about 1/4 mile away.  It was a small semi-sandy 
beach on a small river called the Big River (the previous post about 
the folk-dancing camp was almost certainly at this same place).  I 
wasn't comfortable with taking my clothes off, so I didn't.  I didn't 
know what to expect, but it was really comfortable.  There were all 
kinds of people there, young (babies) to old (grey hair), and all 
types of bodies.  There were many families there.  I didn't know the 
people then (most were from the church camp, some were from 
elsewhere, the nearest town was 10 miles), but often there would be 
three generations from a family there.  The whole church camp 
experience was so great that when I got back I told my boss that I 
wanted to go the whole week the next year.  She said that was fine as 
long as we got some things set up before I left.  We did, and I've 
been going ever since (about four years).

I still didn't take off my clothes the next time we went to that 
beach, but by the third time I knew enough of the people that I felt 
just as comfortable without my clothes as with them.  However, I'm 
still not really a beach person, and I have never been to any other 
CO beach.  (At that camp, the *only* beach around is CO)
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