#  42 - March 1967 

[The New Zealand Naturist - Summer] Editor: Perc Cousins (Pages: 40 - 2/-)

Contents:-

Guest Editorial by Julia Todd-Forbes
Letter from a Son (No 6)
Quote of the Month
The Bare Truth - Pretty Girls by Leon Gilbert
15th National Rally (Oranui)
Health in the Sun
Sun Clubs in New Zealand (No 6)
The Sick Mind by Perc Cousins
On the Beach by Rev. Ray Fussell
Readers Have Their Say
News From All Over the World - England, Australia, Monaco, USA, Bulgaria
Montalivet
The Labourer and the Cooper's Daughter by Heatnick
A Visit to Heritage
NZSA Notes - 16th National Rally, INF Congress, NZSA Annual Report, Rising Costs, Perc Cousins Trust Fund, Christmas Greetings
Fulfilment a poem by John Hedley-Brown
Serralongue Revisited
Co-operate, Co-ordinate! a poem by Julia Todd-Forbes
Talking About Books
Sunshine by Doug Skene
News from the Clubs (9)
Love - a poem by Ray Tyndall
Official Publications - Sports Rules, Hotsprings Handbook, The NZ Naturist, Brochures, National Passports
Directory: (13)

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THE NEW ZEALAND NATURIST
NEW ZEALAND'S ONLY NATURIST MAGAZINE

A VALUABLE CONTRIBUTION TOWARDS A BETTER WORLD

 

NEW ZEALAND SUNBATHING ASSOCIATION
P.O. BOX 6359, WELLINGTON

President		Perc. W. Cousins, Wellington
Vice-Presidents		Roy Clarkson, Christchurch Jock Shoolbread, Auckland
Secretary - Treasurer		Doug. Cousins, Wellington
Public Relations Officer		Ralph Riccalton, Wellington
Overseas Correspondent		David Williamson, Auckland
Youth Organiser		Joan Treanor, Christchurch
Women's Representative		Joan Treanor, Christchurch
Delegates representing all clubs
N.Z. NATURIST
Editor		Perc. W. Cousins
Business Manager		Doug. Cousins
Artist		Bob McIver
Copy Preparation		John Hedley Brown
Advertising		Bernie Gartner

 

Cover photo by Roy S. Carson

 

 

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WHAT'S ALL THIS ABOUT JAYBIRDS?

by Julia Todd Forbes

 

Recently, in widely circulating New Zealand and Australian newspapers and magazines, there have been pictures and stories about "Jaybirds". Apparently it was considered news that some women don't bother to wear clothes when doing their housework. People are asking if it is some new fad, and if it has anything to do with the organized nudism described in this magazine.

Actually there's nothing new about it except the name, which is just another American export. It comes from their slang expression, "naked as a jaybird" which, though in common usage there, sounds strange and meaningless here where it is as unknown as kiwi slang is there.

It seems a woman wrote to Ann Landers' advice column wondering how many other women besides herself left off their clothes while doing housework and suggested jaybirds as a name for those who did. This was picked up by US newspapers and Newsweek early last year ('66), and then by newspapers and magazines all over the world. There is now even an organization in California using the name Jaybirds Anonymous. They encourage the idea of informal nudity at home with family and friends "of similar positive views on the subject of personal nudity" in their magazines, which also report in pictures and text the activities of organized social nudist clubs. In other words, jaybirds and jaybirding is just an extension of ordinary nudist activity and is not at all confined to naked housewives as some publications would have us believe.

For far longer than we have had our fine nudist clubs all over the world, there have been people - some of whom were pioneers in organizing the first clubs of the NZSA - who didn't see the need for clothes in such activities as swimming and sunbathing and outdoor sports, or work around their house and section, in private, secluded locations.

In New Zealand we call it "do-it-yourself nudism" as pictured in the number 40 New Zealand Naturist. And it simply means that in circumstances where clothes are unnecessary and a bother, there is no reason to put clothes on. The reasons for being nude are all well known to readers of this magazine, that is, if you feel you must have a reason for doing such a natural and normal thing. And there are plenty of good reasons for wearing clothes, too, and all nudists take pleasure in wearing the appropriate costume demanded by the circumstance of the moment. We have nothing against clothes at the proper time and place, but we do question the sense of wearing them when there is no good reason to do so and when it's far more pleasant to leave them off.

Probably most nudists who belong to clubs are do-it-yourself nudists on occasion, and some more often than others. Some live a great distance from their club so that visits are all too infrequent; and, too, some nudists have purposely arranged to live on secluded property so that they can enjoy being nude at home between weekends at the club.

Also it is a safe bet that anyone who has once visited or belonged to a nudist club, even though for some reason he doesn't now hold membership, enjoys going without clothes at home or on holiday whenever he can. And probably there are lots of others who may never in their life visit or join a club, but who nonetheless appreciate the advantages of nude living and manage to create circumstances appropriate to it. Certainly I cannot conceive of anyone who has ever enjoyed the freedom of being without clothes willingly putting up with wearing them at all times for the rest of his life, especially when it seems clearly better to disregard them.

The true nudist attitude is: why put on clothes unless there is good reason for it? They don't feel that being nude need be limited only to the times they can get to a nudist club. But they don't carry it to extremes, or insist on being naked at all times, or try to force their ideas (or their naked selves) on others who don't appreciate their point of view.

So I say to those readers who occasionally or frequently take opportunity to be nude, whether at home or at a secluded beach or camping spot, you are not alone in enjoying it. Nor are you indulging in some new, faddish idea. The only new thing about do-it-yourself nudism is that it's becoming much more widespread than ever before and more and more people are finding it permissible to admit their enjoyment of it to others.

But be sure you make certain that you cannot be seen by neighbours or others who might be offended, and who would be quite within their rights to take legal action against you. Nudists, whether do-it-yourself or those at the club grounds, are not exhibitionists; and while it's less and less necessary today to keep our nude activity secret, it is still imperative to keep it private and out of sight.•

 

  

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The sixth of seven letters

 

Dear Mum and Dad,

So pleased to get your last letter and to know that some of your doubts have been dispelled, Dad. But, Mum, whatever are you worried by? Do you feel you're going to drop some of your modesty when you drop off your clothes? Surely that can't be, though that's the impression we get from your letter. Dear old Mum. You always were one to worry over nothing weren't you?

You know Helen's folks, Mum, don't you? And pretty well? You thought so, eh? And you've always said what wonderful folks they are!

Well do you really think Helen's mother is immodest? Or immoral? Because she comes to some of our camp outings with us all, dressed only in her ear-rings and necklace! What a wonderful woman she is - and she thinks you are, too.

Maybe if she had a talk to you, you may shed some of your doubts. Because she wouldn't be at all shy about talking to you on nudism, she talked me into it in the first place.

I'm sure you'd both enjoy such a yarn together. If you'd like us to arrange it, just let's know because we think your natural "modesty" is stopping you - and Dad too - from joining us in what we're certain you'd find to be one of the most exhilarating experiences of your lives.

Mum, you know the places I was posted to during my army service. I saw a lot of the Pacific Islands. And I saw a lot of natural nudism there. Women completely naked doing their laundry in a river, then having a swim, washing their long hair, diving off rocks and so on with never a thought that only a few feet away were children and men and other women. All in the same natural naked condition. No one had any objection to raise because everyone else did the same things. Do you feel those folks were immodest, immoral or unnatural?

Forget your worries, Mum. You'll never know just how much fun we all get unless you come out with us sometime.

All our love to you both,

                        HELEN and JIM

 

 

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THE BARE TRUTH

 

 

THIS criticism of the use of pretty girls from overseas is as old as naturist publications themselves. First, the girls are representative, not necessarily factual. The pretty girls in naturism are an ornament, a tribute and typify an ideal. Understandably, in a world which we have to accept, (dirt and all), these girls are not always keen to have their pictures published in the nude, locally, but in an overseas magazine, they feel they are showing their principles with less likelihood of local persecution and at the same time, satisfying their vanity a bit, too.

Then, how often can you get the comely matron to agree to publication? I know, very, very seldom and let's face it, does anyone less comely want to show their defects or neglect, and does anyone want to see such pictures?

Another object of nudism is to bring the body into the light, when it is more likely to be cared for; figures maintained in good shape, even into advancing years. Yes, and the male paunches taken in hand, too, usually the result of neglect. Readers, naturist readers in particular, are liable to forget that in order for a magazine to be a financial success it has to sell in a commercial world, already overstocked with all manner of publications. Like it or not and with due regard for the law, this means that pictures of pretty girls and some carefully posed, well-formed males, must be included. If you can get the suitable naturist family to agree to publication, this is ideal.

But, what is wrong with pretty, shapely, nude girls, presented from a naturist viewpoint and with a naturist purpose? We do have pretty girls in the clubs and some very attractive younger and not so young matrons, besides numbers of well built men of all ages. Most men, if they are human, admire pretty and attractive women, and they can admire the physique of another male. I've also been pleasantly surprised to find how readily women can admire another woman's beauty of face and figure. In naturism, this admiration is free of all desire from either sex.

This is one of the objects, purpose and proven experience of naturism. Of course, men will be attracted to the clubs by pretty girls and pictures may well arouse a first interest. They will see pretty girls in the clubs and they will be a bit curious, at first. Oh, come on, or off it, weren't we all, on our first club visit? Shy, frightened and curious, until we found, surprisingly soon, it is all perfectly natural.

Of course, young men will be interested in pretty girls and a little bit curious, at first. The few who may stay curious will be quietly but efficiently declined acceptance into any club. So let's have lots of pretty girls in our naturist magazines, even if we do have to use overseas and model girls. They do a lot of good for the naturist cause, pictured in this way.

Let me conclude with a true story. Three models arrived at a sun club to make naturist pictures. They thought the whole idea to be absolutely crazy, until the end of the day. Then they all admitted enjoying the experience and commenting that there might be quite a lot of fun and commonsense in naturism after all. •

 

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15th NATIONAL RALLY

held at Oranui, the grounds of the Auckland Outdoor Health Club Inc.

THE picturesque setting of Oranui looked at its best to welcome the visitors from all over New Zealand to the National Rally of the NZ Sunbathing Association, the 15th such event and this year, organized and run most successfully by our hosts at AOHC. However, no setting, no matter how naturally beautiful, can be called an ideal rally venue without a good deal of thought, imaginative planning, money and plain hard work. The evidence of all these items, particularly the latter, being expended in abundance were very plain to see and the results complemented by a warm and sincere welcome from the local members, loosed a picture to the eyes of the travellers who arrived in Auckland on a fine sunny day late in December.

The hard workers had added a fine amenity block gleaming with new paint, chrome and tiles for their visitors' comfort and convenience. This amenity added to the fine 50ft filtered and tiled pool, comfortable clubhouse and canteen, together with a broad expanse of games lawns and sheltered camping areas all interspersed with and surrounded by gardens and native bush plots, must surely make this the most attractive and complete of all rally venues.

To this setting flocked visitors from north and south with strong contingents from both Wellington and Christchurch centres.

The business session of the Rally centred on the annual general meeting of the executive of the NZSA and this was fully supported by the attendance of delegates from the affiliated clubs including Southland (this involves a journey of close on 2000 miles) starting at 9.30 a.m, and going through to nearly 4 p.m. a very full agenda was dealt with in a smooth and business-like manner. It had been anticipated that certain items could have proved contentious but the warmth of personalities overcame these points in a manner not possible when dealt with by correspondence.

The ladies of the host club lightened the load of business by kindly supplying morning and afternoon teas together with a delightful lunch and this action "set the seal" on the host members' intention to do everything possible to make our stay an enjoyable experience. To say that they achieved their purpose in this is an understatement, as the organization ran smoothly and efficiently yet unobtrusively. In this environment, old friendships were renewed and new acquaintances blossomed into friendship amongst former strangers. Even the children were catered for with a variety of entertainments and many grateful parents were temporarily relieved of their responsibility with the result that happy, excited and contented youngsters kept the air alive with their laughter.

After the official opening by the national president, where the gathering was reminded of the remarkable growth of the movement in New Zealand, the Rally sports organizers swung into top gear. Very shortly the grounds were ringing with cries of volleyball as a massive sports programme got under way. With a large number of trophies available, covering, in addition to volleyball, such sports as tenikoit, table tennis and swimming, every minute of the next four days were required to complete the programme.

To this end the weather co-operated with the organizers to a remarkable degree. Not only did the programme run smoothly, but very shortly we were surrounded by a variety of pinks where the sun had been at work. A highlight in the sporting events was the swimming carnival where a full, varied and interesting programme was run in a most polished manner.

Space does not permit a full account of all the sporting events, but every game was contested in the spirit of sportsmanship where the game was obviously more important than the result. The evenings were spent at most enjoyable and varied entertainments and these were fully attended and appreciated.

The Rally was rounded off with the opportunity being given to members to air their views at the meeting conducted by the national president prior to the presentation of the various trophies. Many old and new found friends farewelled one another in the evening at the conclusion of a most happy and successful Rally. Congratulations and thanks to our delightful hosts. •

  

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•  WASP & BEE STINGS First remove the sting if it is still in the skin by gently easing it out as you would a splinter. Use a needle or the back of a knife. Cover the area with a soothing lotion such as calamine or a mixture of two teaspoons of baking soda in a few ounces of water. If the sting is on the mouth, tongue, lips, or eyes, the swelling is usually very severe. It can best be relieved by putting ice packs on the part. If it is very bad, or if there are signs of collapse, cramps, or difficult breathing, ring the doctor without delay. - Health  •  CANCER The seven warning signs are: Any sore that does not heal. A lump ‘or thickening in the breast or elsewhere. Unusual bleeding or discharge. Any change in normal bowel habits. Persistent indigestion or difficulty in swallowing. Persistent hoarseness or cough. Any change in a wart or mole. Early detection is your protection. - Health	EXCUSE US . . .

 

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SUN   CLUBS   IN   NEW   ZEALAND

 A  SERIES  OF  VITAL
INTEREST TO READERS

 

 

CONTINUING this series of talks on the advantages of the understanding and practice of naturism, I propose to discuss in this article one of the stumbling blocks that may prevent many a sympathiser from taking the plunge and visiting a camp. I have spoken to so many people who tell themselves they simply dare not appear before others naked ... the embarrassment would be more than they could bear. No doubt age-old superstitions and conventions are responsible for the ladies making this assertion, and the fear of alarming reactions might affect the men. If I tell you all that these fears are groundless, you still would not be convinced, despite the fact that such is the case.

Let me quote some cases from my own experience, none of them isolated, but typical of 99% of all who enjoy social nudism for the first time. Now Fred was a young man studying for his MA, brought up in frigid surroundings bathing and feels sure it will help his nerves which are in a shocking state, and now living with a married sister. He reads about the value of nude sun-bathing. Not daring to confide in those about him and seeking some guidance in his desires, he contacted us. It was ultimately arranged for him to visit our retreat and he duly arrived, physically and mentally tired and somewhat scared at the prospect before him. We had not come down with the last shower and quickly saw the best treatment. Stripping off ourselves and carrying on with our immediate tasks, we left him to explore the grounds and get acclimatised. He was soon reduced to a pair of shorts and it was not very long before he discarded those. From that moment he was one with us, no longer being the odd man out and he has never looked back.

YOU SOON BECOME ONE OF THE GANG IN A CLUB

Evelyn was different, but the result was the same. She could never imagine herself stripped where there were men about and was just as afraid as you are. She accompanied us one weekend and it was our nonchalance in preparing dinner and cutting the grass and so forth that reduced her to her pants and brassiere. We just took no notice and carried on with our chores and we knew she was very ill at ease. She was aware that she should undress and that it would be a good thing if she did, but instead she looked awkward and said she did not like to. We did not chide or tease but left her to herself. It was not long afterwards when we heard a splash and a yell of delight. She had divested herself of her garments and was in the pool. We joined her and when we came out and stood drying ourselves, the world did not rock on its orbit ... no, everything carried on just the same with the exception that another convert had been secured.

And then there was Hazel. She lived in a room on her own and was willing to try anything once. The ladies had difficulty in getting her undressed and in the pool with them, but it was a different matter to include we men. When the suggestion was made and she at length agreed, we came out of hiding and joined in the fun. That lady was positively thrilled with the experience and could not get over the naturalness of it and the obvious lack of embarrassment.

And these people, now completely converted and ardent nudists, were just the same as you, so do not keep on saying you are different. You are not. When you enter a naturist club, no one is going to stare at you. They have seen lots like you before. Anyway, they will be too anxious to make you at home and drag you off to see the sights and meet the gang. And you, young man, if your motives are right, the sight of a naked woman is not going to disturb you. There is a camaraderie and openness that will quickly "get" you, and while that suggestive picture on the wall at work may cause you trouble, the sight of unclothed females will be just a delight and a natural pleasure. There is no curiosity and furthermore, you will find a type of girl who is worth knowing and who commands your respect. Once you join in with the volleyball or try your prowess in the swimming pool, your fears will have disappeared with your inhibitions. After that it is up to you.

Are you still afraid? Remember, Fred, Evelyn and Hazel. You are no different from how they were. They are now enjoying life as they have never enjoyed it before. How about it? •

 

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Sickness in a physical sense can usually be diagnosed and treated, but sickness of the mind is a very different story. So many people are indifferent to the mental suffering of others, often because they know little or nothing about its existence. Many men brought up in conventional surroundings, long for the sight of a nude woman and while most are able to control these natural desires, there are many who are not able to do so. Convention forbids it, so they exploit unconventional means to assuage their hunger. Isn't it time we began to face up to this ever-present and terrible situation and adopt a more reasonable attitude?

Although this very frank story is a fictional one, it is nevertheless based on an actual happening: one that is being repeated in various ways, in different places, every day.

And a prison sentence is not the answer to this type of sickness.

 

"TAKE off your clothes and be quick about it!" The man's voice was commanding and betrayed more than a trace of urgency. He stood over the girl menacing and frightening, and he certainly looked like business.

She was very pretty, with a lovely peach bloom complexion. Her fair hair cascaded about her shoulders and glistened in the sun as she moved. She was less than average height, but nature had bestowed upon her ample feminine charms, a fact of which she was well aware. In the fashionable circle where she was so popular, many a boy had drooled over these attributes and, in a cat-like way, she had exploited them to the full. Call it devilment or what you will, she nevertheless took great delight in displaying just a little more of herself than was usual, She was conscious of the men's eyes upon her and it was most satisfying to her ego to see the other girls, less amply endowed, silently squirm when she was around.

Her frock, now well above her knees, and a beautiful summer creation, made it clear that money was no object and her poise and bearing confirmed that. Life had been fairly hectic lately, what with parties, dances and a wedding recently, so she had taken out her car and had found this idyllic spot in which to relax with a good book.

There was a gently sloping, grassy bank, with trees all around and a tranquil stream trickling below. The birds sang merrily and all was well with the world. She had kicked off her shoes and lay on her back daydreaming, when suddenly her reverie was shattered. A man had invaded her privacy and now stood over her threateningly. He was not that old, but looked a little dissipated. He was a big man, with large hands that kept clenching and unclenching. He was breathing hard and his face was flushed. He was not bad looking, but now there was a wild look in his eyes and he was obviously labouring under severe strain. As he muttered, "Come on, get cracking!" his eyes hungrily rested on her heaving bosom as she lay there in panic. She had read of men like this who tore the clothes off helpless girls, raped them, and then threw their bodies in a ditch and she knew she was no match for this man, especially as he was obviously half-crazed with desire. She was helpless and she knew it. He knew it, too.

He was now breathing into her face, as he bent down to her. A hand grabbed her frock and through clenched teeth he growled, "Are you going to take them off or do I have to tear them off?" She could see that he meant what he said and although she had been happy to let men see more than their share of her body, she was horrified at the thought of undressing completely, and before a complete stranger, too. Why, she did not allow the members of her family to see her that way, let alone this unwanted intruder.

Trying to retain her equilibrium, she slowly loosened her belt. Then she slowly pulled one shoulder strap aside, revealing a bare shoulder. She began to feel dizzy, but she knew she must keep her senses if she was to make any attempt to handle this situation at all. But she was scared, almost petrified with fear and it must have shown in her face. The colour had drained out of it, leaving her painted lips bright red against the pallor. The man grabbed the other shoulder strap and was about to pull her frock off, when the strain became more than flesh and blood could stand and she blacked out.

Breathing heavier still, the man pulled off the few clothes she was wearing and did a surprising thing. He laid her on her back and stood over her, just gazing at her nude form. He examined every detail and then bent down and almost gently ran his hands over the pale, seemingly fragile flesh. The desires that had obsessed him for so long, welled up as he stroked and patted this body that was temporarily all his

How long he would have gone on with this or what would have been his ultimate goal, will never be known, for he heard the sound of a car in the distance. His long-felt desire had been fulfilled, a desire that had been denied him in the past. The more he had thought about it, the greater his desire had become, until it had become an all-absorbing obsession. He had to be satisfied and this opportunity had been too much for him. If the girl had not looked so enticing, it might have been different, but, oh heck, what the hell!

Now his longing was satisfied. Here was a lovely naked girl in his power and all he wanted to do was just to feast his eyes on her beauty. He ran his hands over her body once again and the girls eyes flickered. Should he stay longer and enjoy more of this vision? Wonderful as the prospect was, common- sense told him he would be well advised to clear out, as far and as fast as he could. After all, he had accomplished what he had set out to do and the less chance of being caught or recognized the better. With one last, longing look, he rose and fled, leaving the girl with memories of a horrible dream.

As she came to, she put her hand to her head and took in her surroundings. Had she fallen asleep and dreamt it all? Then she saw her clothes beside her and realized she was naked. She examined herself and was amaze4 to find that she had not been sexually assaulted. Quickly she looked around and, satisfied she was alone again, she hurriedly dressed and, gathering up her belongings, staggered towards her car with one thought in mind: to get away from this place and its hateful memories.

Although this is fiction, it never-the-less is true of so many folk in the world today, neither of the people in the story accepting the body for the natural and beautiful thing it is.

The girl, amply endowed, had exploited her body to the detriment of others, at the same time shuddering at the thought of being seen completely nude. A sense of true modesty would have been more appropriate and could well have created a greater sense of respect and happiness among her friends. For it would be a truism that she would have decided not to wear such low necklines in the future and she would think twice about her behaviour with men.

The man, poor chap, was like thousands upon thousands of other men in the world today. Denied the opportunities of frank and open acceptance of the body and its marvellous functions, he had become an introvert. His longing to know what a woman looked like underneath her clothes had got the better of him. His sick mind craved satisfaction and not being strong enough to control his desires, this unfortunate scene took place. When we say, poor chap, we do not mean to condone his offence, but we are sorry that his mind became so sick.

It's a pity they both were not nudists, but there would have been no story if they had been. •

 

 

As the Chinese sage, Lao-t se, says: "The rule in governing is unseen ... unseen, but felt by all." It's the spirit of the law that counts, not the letter, and how it is written and rewritten. The spirit of trust and friendship in nudist groups should preclude the necessity for rigid rules of conduct covering every conceivable situation that may arise in a sun club.

 

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This and several articles already published were written by an Anglican Minister who has supported our ideals for many years. He attended the 2nd National Rally held at the Wanganui Sun Club and has been in touch with us ever since. Were it not for the heavy demands on his time, he would take a more active part, but as it is, he contents himself with writing for this magazine. Ray is willing to assist any readers who have problems that might come within his sphere.

A GLORIOUS summer's day, a rugged west-coast beach, completely deserted, because it was very difficult to get down to it, and almost impossible to find a track which a person could use to climb up the steep face of the cliff to the land above. There was therefore no need to worry about such things as a bathing suit. But what was one to do when it was time to go home, and he couldn't get to his clothes which he had left at the top of the cliff, and couldn't find a way up?

Some years ago I spent a holiday on my brother-in-law's farm, one which included a lot of sandhills, leading down to a wild ocean beach. One day having absolutely nothing to do, my sister suggested I should walk the half mile from the house, explaining very carefully the one and only method of getting down to the beach. I set out in a pair of shorts and sandals, and on reaching the seclusion of the lupins, discarded the shorts and put them in a place where I could easily find them on the way back. After a bit of trouble I found a track, or the track, I am not sure even yet, which I was supposed to use, but somehow I got down, somewhat the worse for wear, and enjoyed one of the most delightful days I have ever had.

The sun told me it was time to go home. In my haste to enjoy the outing, I had not particularly noted the place where I descended the cliff, and I spent more than an hour - at least it seemed like an hour - trying to find a way up. Every likely place ended in a sheer face, and I had to retrace my steps, which often ended by my sliding down. And did it hurt?

I began to get worried. Here was I on the beach, the tide coming in, the sun beginning to set, and my clothes somewhere where I couldn't get them. I did the only thing I could do. I walked, and ran, along the beach looking for likely places, until in the end I found a break in the sheer cliff where a stream emptied itself onto the beach, through a mass of flax. I forced my way through, getting very muddy in the process, and finally came out into open country. But where I was I didn't know. And where my clothes were I didn't know. The countryside was certainly not my brother-in-law's farm.

In one respect the gathering darkness was my friend, as there was a long trek ahead of me across open country, but on the other hand, I could easily get lost, and if I got lost I wasn't very anxious for a search party to start looking for me. I abandoned all thought of trying to go back to the place where I had left my clothes, but headed in the general direction where I thought the house was.

Climbing barbed wire fences in the semi-darkness wasn't very pleasant, but I had no time or inclination to look for gates, if there were any. My sense of direction must have been good, because after what seemed an eternity, I recognized certain familiar landmarks, and at long last saw the lights of the house.

My condition, to say the least, was somewhat embarrassing, I needed a good wash, and I needed clothes before I could present myself to my relations. A concrete drinking trough supplied the wash, and by carefully approaching the house, which was an old one, I was able to get through the window of my room and get some clothes. As I walked into the kitchen, where my sister and her husband had started their dinner, my sister remarked: "We thought you had got lost and were thinking of organizing a search party to look for you." I tried to sound casual as I replied: "It's just as well you didn't." And decided to add: "You wouldn't have known where to look." •

 

  

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Readershave their say ... 

 

 

FULFILLING OUR PURPOSE

We have just received your letter and agree that it (the NZ Naturist) is the 'greatest' little magazine; in fact, it was the main instrument in getting my wife and I to join. As we are both in our early twenties, we will get many years of enjoyment in our new club, which is the Auckland Sun Club.

-B and BF

BACK-GARDEN SUNBATHING

May we mention first the pleasure we find in reading your magazine. My wife and I are now finding ourselves looking forward to the next issues; our subs will be following.

Secondly, may we make a suggestion or two with regard to the contents of the Naturist? Using the theme of 'How to build in privacy on a suburban lot' as a basis, would it not be possible to run a series of articles from readers, showing small scale plans and pertinent detail, on the feasibility of obtaining sunbathing privacy around the average suburban section. We feel there must be many readers, who, without access to a club, or suitable grounds, would benefit from such a series, or alternatively, have solved the problem and are prepared to pass their knowledge on.

Should this suggestion prove practicable, may we offer our own plan for the series, even though it is not yet developed, but almost ready for construction.

- J and J, Rotorua

(Ed. The suggestion sounds excellent. Let's be hearing from you all who have tackled this problem with success.) 

HOMOSEXUALITY

There is one question which must present a problem, and it is, do homosexuals take part in any club, and if you account for one, how do you go about it, in a civilized manner? Do you accept them or are there questions on this subject which one must comply with truthfully?

- BE

(Ed. While we know there are many homosexuals about they are not welcome in our clubs and were they found out I should imagine they would be asked to leave.)

A CONTRIBUTION AND A QUERY

I have just read your September edition of NZ Naturist and was very impressed. After reading your note on page 35, I thought you would like the enclosed story of my first experience of nudism. I thought it might convince others as I have been. If we all do our part, we can keep your fine magazine going.

I do hope you will find room for this in your magazine. I would have sent photos of that first experience but I still have a feeling that nude photos are banned from the post. Perhaps you could let me know if so through your magazine.

- BEN, Australia

(Ed. Thank you, Ben, for your article and I hope others will benefit from it. Our understanding of the P0 Regulations is that their concern is only with pornographic pictures. Genuine naturist shots are acceptable and arrive here regularly without any trouble. Your True Experience will appear shortly.)

 

 

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NEWS & VIEWS FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD

 

INTERNATIONAL NATURIST FEDERATION                

The Central Council of British Naturism, CCBN, announced in its last report that club membership stands at 6006, and the Supporters' Section, composed largely of non-club members, stood at 2079, all of which goes to prove that nudism is very much alive in Great Britain. Including the children, the total membership figures stand at 10,780.

Woodlands, the club near Sydney, must have hit an all-time record with their annual open day held at the beginning of the summer. At the final count the visitors numbered 274 and their own members about 250; quite a party. It must have been a busy time for a few, but highly rewarding just the same.

We were also pleased to learn that Woodlands has a volleyball team that competes with outside clubs and they are not ashamed to call themselves

Woodlands. It is known that they are from a nudist club, but this causes no embarrassment to either the team or its opponents. Well done; NZ take note.

The fortnightly newspaper, La Gazette de Monaco, now devotes a spec 1 page to naturism in each issue. The section includes reports and events the naturist world and a naturist picture. This is a big step for an independent newspaper to include regular features of nudist activity.

New Zealand was one of several countries invited to compete in a Miss Nude Universe Pageant in America. As there is rather too much water in between, we were not able to send one of our lasses to compete. Reports indicate that the event, held at Oakdale Guest Ranch was a great success, some 16 girls, representing Scotland, Canada, Argentina, Germany and the USA taking part. It appears they all got along happily with one another and all agreed to permit photographs of themselves singly or collectively.

Some 625 people formed the audience, including a number of visitors, all of whom were required to strip. This also applied to the judges, George Liberace, the violin virtuoso, Lou Nova, the one-time heavyweight boxing champion, Miss Jennie Lee, founder and president of the Exotique Dancers' League and two other competent judges.

The theme was the space age, and contestants, all nude of course, stepped out of a 26 foot high, elaborately decorated rocket, with spacemen to assist.

The judging was based on aesthetic figure, facial beauty, personality and poise, with suntan to be considered in the event of a tie.

It was a wonderful show and the final award went to a local girl, Diana Ginnett, with long blonde hair and 38, 26, 36 measurements. In addition to a lovely 3 ft high trophy, she will receive an offer of a screen test and a motion picture contract in a 35 mm feature film.

The show might have been a gimmick, but it attracted a lot of new members and much favourable publicity, both on the radio as well as in the press.

With the aid of the DFK, the German Sports Youth and the Ministry of Family Youth Affairs, the German Naturist Youth held a 3 weeks rally in Bulgaria. They formed a centre of interest amongst the 1200 youngsters from Bulgaria, the USSR, Poland, Czechoslovakia, East Germany, Algeria, France, Britain and other countries. Sport, art, quiz games, etc. helped to bring about cordial relations between East and West German youngsters and both groups united in one All-German team for the games. Discussions with Bulgarian and Soviet groups were conducted in an atmosphere of fairness and mutual respect.

 

 

 

 

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A FEW OF THE THOUSANDS OF NAKED BATHERS
ON THE BEACH AT MONTALIVET

A PART OF THE HUGE CAMPING GROUND AMONG THE PINES

MONTALIVET

These are aerial pictures of the French naturist resort of Helio-Marin Montalivet on the Atlantic coast of Southern France, near Bordeaux.

With acres of sheltered camping areas, a lovely sandy beach and all the comforts and facilities a holidaymaker needs, it is no wonder this popular camp draws thousands of visitors from all over Europe, Britain, America and even further afield, during the sunbathing season. Visitors may camp or rent cabins in the shade of the pines, enjoy all the modern conveniences and have entertainment provided during the day and also in the evening.

On the beach, nudity is the accepted thing and a sense of complete enjoyment naturally follows this freedom. As the behaviour is always beyond reproach, we cannot help but wonder why less enlightened countries do not heed such fine examples of international comradeship, health and sheer happiness.

This journal will continue to espouse the cause of this type of freedom, when properly controlled and recommends that readers seriously consider such a practice as highly desirable and beneficial. It may be unconventional in New Zealand, but in many other parts of the world, swimming and camping in the nude is proving that it can be done and has a rightful place in our present way of life.

 

 

WORTH THINKING ABOUT

If at any time any member is dissatisfied with something or someone, let's keep it on an honest and fair basis. Tell the management your troubles, and DON'T GOSSIP! Malicious gossip can and has ruined more clubs than any other single factor. Let's make a vigorous attempt to make our club one Big Happy Family! From "Palm Frond", Sunny Palms Lodge, Florida, USA

 

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WELL, you see, it was like this. I had been living away from home for about 13 years, in and out of various jobs. They had ranged from shop assistant to an errand boy for a hairdressing shop. I had gained a lot of experience in life and was ready to settle down as soon as the right bird flew along. I had quite a bit of the old lolly saved up and had a new sports car, one of those wee red things that you drive along with your knees digging in your own back. Anyway, it got me where I wanted to go without too much dust in my eyes.

Now, as I was saying, I was ready for the wedding bells anytime a nice bit of all-right happened to pass. On this particular Friday night I went to a real posh sort of place, what with all that sparkly stuff on the walls and ceiling, and the boys on the old instruments weren't too bad either. There was one chap there what had a hair lip ... well what I mean he had hairs on his upper lip, sort of like a lump of dirt that had gotten itself smeared a bit. Well after a bit, this guy started playing his guitar ... all that fancy playing and all.

I was sort of looking at him when a nice bit of all-right came along and sat beside me so that I could not see this hairy-lipped chap strumming his guitar. So what I did was to lean over backwards a bit so that I could see behind this doll. She thought that I was looking down the front of her dress so she moved over to the other side of me. Now let me get something straight here and now. I am not the sort of guy who will gawk at a doll for that reason. I have always prided myself on having a fairly high moral code and I really take a dislike to any person, guy or doll, who has the cheek to suggest anything else. Well, like I was saying, this doll moved over the other side of me so that I could see. Well, I really enjoyed the man on the guitar, bit like that chap Possa what went to America a while back.

As the half time came, I went out to the supper room to have supper. It was a bit crowded and as I collected my cup from the counter a dope of a person bumped me on the elbow and my cuppa went all over the doll that was perched next to me. I turned round to see who I had slopped my tea all over and who should it be but the doll that thought I have chassis inspecting eyes. I said that I was sorry but she looked at me as though I was an insect what had just crawled out of the woodwork. Well a few hurried explanations followed and she seemed to simmer down a bit.

I introduced myself and she told me her name and that her father was the second-in-charge of the local police. Not that that stopped me, I had never got into trouble with the coppers, except once when I was young about thirteen years ago. But that was only trivial.

Anyway, I got chatting to this girl and something inside me told me to press on. Well to cut a long story short, I made a date with her for the following Saturday night. Well we danced quite a bit and eventually I took her home in the old sports car. She said a friend of hers had a car like mine, but I didn't like the sound of that. Well, she said good night very sweetly, and by the sound of her voice, it looked as though I was on to something pretty good. She was an extremely nice girl, not the type that throws herself at you the first time you meet.

Well, that night, I arrived at the gate in my car expecting her to be ready. But, oh no, when I had eventually plucked up enough courage to knock on the door, who should open it but the old man himself. Real nice chap he was. In his slippers and smoking jacket with an evil-smelling pipe in his mouth, he beckoned me to come in. I did.

You may not believe this hut as I entered the large lounge, I saw my prospective date flying through the exit at the other end of the lounge, with nothing on bar a large towel wrapped round her head. As she left my vision, she yelled something about having to wait for the bathroom to be free and that she would not be long. Shocked! That's not the word for it. I was astounded. Why? Because when a girl has been sunbathing she usually has a couple of white strips in the convenient places. But this doll had a deep brown strip all the way from her eyebrows to her toe nails.

The old man who introduced himself as her father said that if I didn't sit down I would wear out the carpet ... so I sat down. Mind you only to save his carpet. I was in no state of mind to sit down.

So started off an evening of sheer bliss and more surprises than I was capable of taking. We danced, apart for a while then the rest of the evening we danced close. I don't know but most of the girls I've danced with, have wanted to dance with other guys, a bit anyway. Well, this beautiful piece of feminine architecture stayed with me all night. Not that I was worried, I loved every bit of it. She danced as though she had danced with me all her born days. Like a hand and a glove we were.

She had asked me if I would take her for a spin in the car so we left early and started off in the direction of the north highway. She said she wanted to go some place so I was only too willing to follow her directions. I wanted to talk but she said that we could talk when we got to the place where we were going. Well, we got there. A small track leading off the main road. There seemed to be some houses nearby and I think that I could hear people talking at one time, but that's where she wanted to go, so that's where I took her.

We covered a lot of ground about ourselves, mainly what I had been doing since I had left school, etc. etc. She said that she had left school after getting her School Cert. and University Entrance and taken a job as a secretary in a large chemical firm. She was doing all right too, getting more than I have ever got. Well, I never got my School Cert, or U.E. so I was not as qualified as her. But I'll tell you this. I had a bit of money saved up. £5000 to be exact. Not that I told her that.

Then out of the blue I asked her if she went in for a lot of sunbathing. Sure she did, she said. Then bang. "I'm a naturist," she said, "that's why I have an all-over tan." As if I didn't have eyes to see that tan. She told me all about how she and her father, mother and brother went to the club every opportunity they got.

You know what I told you before? Yes, about my morals, well I'll tell you. I'm a naturist too. I didn't tell her because I knew where we were parked. That's right, in the entrance of a local naturist club grounds. Boy, oh boy, the surprise she got when I suggested we go for a moonlight swim.

"Where," she said. I didn't say one little word, just out of the car, round the other side, unlocked the door and grabbed her hand. In we went. Talk about her giving me shocks. I can tell you she had the biggest one coming yet. We undressed in the club house and walked towards the pool. It was a beautiful moonlight night. I looked round to see a nice wee doll standing there staring at me as though I was a mystery.

You see, she was looking at the large sear I had down the centre of my back. As I said 13 years ago I got into a bit of trouble and those sears were the result. I had only been to the club about three times since I moved into the city 4 months ago. I had not recognized her nor she me. But that's how things work out. She recognized me then, by the sear.

Oh, I didn't tell you did I? We were married yesterday and this scene before me reminded me of the first time I met the wife. That's right, we are in the same club, with a similar night above and enjoying a similar swim in the club pool, and another two weeks to look forward to of sheer married naturist bliss. Of course it's not going to stop there. We plan on having a few young'uns and they will be brought up in the same ideal way.

 

 

The malicious have a dark happiness. - Victor Hugo

 

 

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A VISIT TO HERITAGE

AUSTRALIA

by GORDON and GAY of AOHC

 

AFTER arriving in Sydney from Auckland we got busy and wrote to the secretaries of three Sydney sun clubs and in due course received invitations to visit them for a day.

One bright and sunny Sunday morning we went to Heritage. We were met by Max, the secretary, as arranged, on the main road, as the club is difficult to find. We were pleased about this for the next time we visited them we got completely lost for about half an hour until we found the correct turn off.

Heritage is a club left in its natural state and has benefited by it. It is only an hour's drive from Sydney (if you don't take the wrong turning) and it is well worth a visit by any visitor.

The club is down a deep ravine where there is a lovely, deep-water river. You park your car at the top of the hill and carry your eats down a steep winding path to a log bridge that crosses on to the magnificent white sand. By the time you have walked down, and after the drive, your first thought is to get into the clear water, then come out and laze in the sun. Then when you have eaten and got more energy, there are two diving boards and a rope swing.

ANIMALS ARE NOT USUALLY ALLOWED IN GROUNDS, BUT THIS ONE
OBVIOUSLY HAS WINNING WAYS

They have a cable across the river with a thick rope suspended from it and you climb up the opposite bank, hanging on to the rope; then a kick off the bank and SPLASH into the centre: a real thrill. The more experienced ones are able to do a complete dive before entering the water, but all I could do was make a splash. The river is about 30 yards wide just there and very deep.

Bush fires prevail and all baches have to be built of permanent material. They have even gone to the extent of turning the natural rock background into a cabin with a stone door and chimney. They had a fire through the grounds last season and the trees have only just come out green again. Another of their problems is the white ant.

In spite of the ants, fire and trek to the river, Heritage folk are very happy and make visitors most welcome. We would recommend a visit by any member of overseas clubs and to drop Max a line and I am sure they will enjoy themselves as we did. Visitors fees are 5/- per day. •

THAT WAS A LOVELY SWIM, THAT WAS

  

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New Zealand

Sunbathing Association

Notes

 

16th NATIONAL RALLY, 1967-68

The next national get-together will be held at Fiveacres, Wellington, from 29th December to 2nd January, 1968. We would again urge the "Mainlanders" to pencil in their bookings across the Strait at once to avoid disappointment. Cancellation later, if necessary, is a simple matter and will cost you nothing.

INF INTERNATIONAL CONGRESS, 1966

It seems that this international gathering held at Antwerp, (Athena) was a masterpiece of organization and an unqualified success. The flags of some 20 participating countries, including those of Hungary, Poland and Czechoslovakia indicated the scope of the meeting, which was probably one of the most harmonious held in recent years. A reception was arranged at the Antwerp Town Hall for the first evening and delegates left the camp in a convoy of 30 cars, accompanied by a police escort within the city boundary.

Champagne and speeches were part of a memorable evening. The serious business of the Congress concerned itself with the more modern aspects of nudism, completely omitting the contentious subjects that had created unpleasantness in the past. Every help that could be extended by the hosts was always available, even to pouring cold water down the backs of the assembled delegates to offset the heat from the sun.

The newly-elected committee was returned with little change and the venue for the next Congress will be somewhere in America in 1968 with one for 1970 to be held in England. It is interesting to note that the total roll call was 2386 including a delegate from NZ. The hosts provided 2150 hot meals for the visitors. Our delegate, on his return, could not speak highly enough for the conduct of the conference and the excellent organization throughout.

NZSA ANNUAL REPORT

In reviewing the year's activity, the president reported a steadily growing acceptance of our ideals and a very good image created both in NZ and overseas, much of this being due to the excellent work this magazine is doing. Many people are being led to think more seriously about nudism, while some have even applied for membership in our clubs. The financial position of all accounts is healthy.

RISING COSTS

As explained in the last issue, we are forced to raise the price of this magazine, for we have not been able to pay our way for some time on magazine sales alone. Continued rising costs and added improvements have made this step necessary, but as all returns are ploughed back into the production of the magazine, readers can confidently expect to always get their money's worth, for the improvements will continue. The increase will commence with the next issue, to coincide with the changeover to decimal currency. It will still be a cheap buy at 3/- per copy with annual subs at 10/-. Current subs will not be affected.

PERC. COUSINS TRUST FUND

Donations to this fund since the last issue are as follow: Balance £256/12/11; Levies £2/11/6; RW, Hamilton 10/-; Smaller donations £2/10/-; Total £262/4/5.

CHRISTMAS GREETINGS

We sincerely thank all who sent cards and good wishes for the Festive Season. Pressure on our time is the only reason we have not been able to reciprocate and we trust the goodwill expressed for one part of the year is extended throughout the whole year.

 

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FULFILMENT by JOHN HEDLEY-BROWN   In raiment, clad as    nature meant, In naught save    nature's air: A sense of freedom    never felt Unless entirely bare.   Soft caressed by    breeze and sea, No garments to    intrude: The ultimate in    pleasure be When bathing in the    nude.   Laved in soothing,    healing rays, Exquisite on the skin: Nudists follow    nature's ways, Fulfillment find    therein.

 

 

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TRAVELOGUE

SERRALONGUE REVISITED

by MARY

 

THE Gymkhana en Vallespir was, in the European summer of 1964, a stretch of wild mountainous land, with an ancient farm house on the lower slopes. 250 acres, ranging from 2,000 to 4,000 ft above sea level, at the eastern end of the Pyrenees, 40 miles from the charming town of Parpignan, which has a flourishing airport and a station on the main railway line from Paris to Barcelona, and only a few more miles from the Mediterranean; what more could be asked for a naturist club site?

Now, in July 1966, it is really starting to take shape. Good firm tracks for cars and caravans have been bulldozed round the hillsides. The main camp site is on a plateau about one-third of the way from the entrance to the property and the highest point, and there, an old and spacious farm shed of stone has been converted into a series of showers and toilets. The showers run freely, with very cold mountain water, but at the moment work is afoot on the installation of hot water also. "What luxury," we old hands exclaim, remembering far more primitive conditions; but standards of comfort have improved all round, so why not in naturist camps also?

A swimming pool to some might seem more of an essential, it is just a matter of priorities, and in due course that will be provided.

Membership is not rapid in building up, but it will come, and in ten years it would not be surprising if Serralongue rivaled Montalivet in popularity, for the mountains have much to offer. The property is sufficiently large for walking to be really interesting, and on the highest peak of it are the ruins of two towers and an ancient castle, which make a stimulating objective. It seems these ruins are not relics of the Moorish occupation, which ended 600 years ago and has left so many fortifications in Spain and the French border country, but are the remains of the castle of the Seigneurs de Cabranc, whose descendants still live, but now as simple farmers, around Serralongue; indeed only this summer one of them, aged over 90, was laid to rest in the village cemetery.

The Gymkhana, because of its situation, so far from any big city, is almost certain to develop as a naturist holiday resort: there are not many of them, and they are all on the sea, this will be different. Already a few have heard and are coming to explore it. Last month the writer found Alec and Jim, from Ten Acres Club, near Wrotham in Kent, there with their caravan. They had been to Montalivet and were going to d'Agde, but meantime were well impressed by what they saw.

Forces were joined and an expedition set out for the towers. Cameras and a pair of binoculars were the principal luggage, a half-gallon of orange drink and a pound of apricots were just right for a few hours of scrambling (there was always supper ahead to make up any deficiencies). The sun shone and the wind blew, sufficiently but not too much, and practically every inch of the ruins was explored, every angle of the view scanned. Even shoulders already tanned became pink and oil was freely applied; those used to sunbathing near sea level should beware, the mountain sun is always stronger than is realized.

So wandering Kiwis come and have a look, you will be welcome, and you will like it. Bring your club and/or international membership cards, and should you have a wife, sister or girl friend, bring her too. Some of the Europeans you may find more formal than we are, but it is only on the surface and the ice will soon break. •

 

 

The next-to-nothing dress takes a woman with a lot of something to show it off to advantage.

 

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CO-OPERATE, CO-ORDINATE!

by JULIA TODD FORBES

 

Many people speculate And never try to emulate Or even to appreciate The antics of us nudists.	For nudism's sure to captivate All who will participate. So if we just communicate Its joys and then insist
When we ourselves articulate The reasons that we celebrate Our nudist clubs inviolate They claim we sound like faddists.	They come right with us to the gate, And come on in right through the gate, They'll find they will capitulate And wonder at the years they've missed.
Yet if we would cultivate Butcher, baker, magistrate, Friend and foe and potentate, And give their arms a twist,	So let us all accelerate Our efforts to regenerate The natural joy predestinate Of humans to be nudists.
We'd find that we could educate, And all their fears eliminate, And maybe even instigate Their joining in our midst.	If all of us co-operate We would soon accumulate A host of friends who venerate The nudist life we advocate.

CO-OPERATION

 

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ON GOING NAKED

by Thomas Sterling

"Few experiences can be more eerie than returning overnight from a place in the world where people normally wear few or no clothes, to confront a multi-coloured display of human bits and pieces on the covers of magazines, on movie posters, in coy advertisements and well-dressed life.

The plunging neckline of a nubile woman suddenly becomes a saleable item, and yet a few hours before one was bouncing along in a pirogue with young ladies who never had a Maidenform dream in their lives and never will.

Some actress in high stockings pivots saucily on a poster, exhibiting sections of her anatomy which have recently been as familiar as the sight of flame trees and the choruses of African birds at dawn. Speaking as a male, it is my disloyal duty to say that Elizabeth Taylor's creamy chest is no different from a lot of other women's chests, and that the human body, especially the female human body, is the most normal, non-prurient, everyday thing in the world."

SEXUAL LIFE OF OUR TIME by Dr Iwan Bloch (published 1908)

"Natural nudity, the state in which every human being is born into this world, not artificial nudity, with its lascivious influence, dependent upon clothing, posture and gesture, is purely an object of simple contemplation for the human being of normal perceptions, who sees in the unclad human body precisely the same individual natural object as he sees in the bodies of other human beings. People, in other respects extremely prudish, admit this when they have the opportunity, at the present day certainly very rare, of seeing completely naked human beings in natural surroundings, or, for instance, when bathing."

PARKSCAPE U.S.A. by George B. Hartzog Jr.

"On motorboat patrol one day, a young Lake Ranger passed an island on which he saw a dozen pretty girls sunning more of themselves than American custom usually approves. His duty was clear, and he landed. 'It turned out to be a French chorus line from a Las Vegas show,' he reported. 'Despite a language barrier, I finally gathered that if they showed up for work with pale strap marks on their sun tans, they'd be in trouble.' Since no official report of the incident ever reached my desk, I didn't ask how it ended.

NUDIST SHOW
an article in "Trailer Life" by Jim Smullen, referring to his first reactions when entering a nudist camp

"As you enter, even though you know where you are going, the sudden sight of everyone lounging, playing, relaxing singly or in groups without a stitch on, comes as a jolt. After the first few minutes of the impact of the situation, a peculiar thing happens. You find yourself figuring; so what? This, you are told, is the typical reaction of nearly everyone during the first visit."

GO-GO-GONE NUDIST by Tern Taylor

Being the reflections of a professional strip dancer after becoming a nudist "... we've found a new way of life and new sense of values. Nudists measure friendship by the length of your sincerity, the width of your dignity and the height of your intentions. It doesn't matter who you are, who you know, or how much money you have in the bank. What really counts is how much you've invested in decency and how tall you stand with honour."

 

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SUNSHINE

by DOUG. SKENE         

 

THE sun is the greatest source of energy in the world. Because of its influence upon the earth, plant, animal and human life are made possible. The sun warms the air and the earth. It is the cause of currents of air, clouds and rain.

Sunshine is a marvellous health-giving healing power in the world. While sunshine is death to disease producing agencies, it is life and health to all natural forms of life.

The energy of the sun is manifested in plant life and is marvellous. It is the genial rays of the sun that call forth the sleeping grass and plants and seeds in springtime - a veritable resurrection of life. It is the sun that calls forth the sown wheat and oats and all other cereals, cracking the crust of the earth and lifting their tiny blades into the air. Yes, the sun does all almost without our notice. Without sunlight, plants are sickly in colour; without sunlight man, too, is sickly, anaemic. For as in plants, the blood lacks colouring matter, haemoglobin, which the sun gives freely. Sunlight is a powerful healer: skin and malignant diseases are much less common among those who spend a large share of their time in the open air, exposed to the light.

If the entire body could be exposed to sunshine, as is the face, man would be far healthier and happier.

Light promotes health; darkness fosters disease. A complete sunbath should be taken every day, for sunlight calms the nerves, relaxes the blood vessels, restores the depleted vital energies. It drives away the blues, despondencies and is a wonderful health restorer. It is Heaven's free gift to man and can be had for the taking. No human being need be deprived of this.

Sit in the sun, recline in the sun, recognize the sun as a friend, not an enemy. A promoter of health, a destroyer of disease. A place in the sun: our sun clubs throughout New Zealand. •

 

  

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N E W S F R O M  T H E C L U B S I N  N. Z.

 

No one at CANTERBURY SUN AND HEALTH CLUB INC. was surprised when the weather office announced that November had broken all records for cold, damp and lack of sunshine. Four dismal weekends in succession had already convinced them that this was not a normal spring and all were hoping for better things when summer had officially begun.

The official opening of their season was held on Sunday, October 9th and because of the weather was one of the best dressed occasions to date, with only some of the younger members braving the climate to strip for a stimulating dip in the swimming pool.

Afternoon tea was climaxed by the cutting of the now traditional and eagerly anticipated birthday cake, provided by one of the founding members.

In mid-November, the undeveloped area of the club grounds was swept by a gorse fire which, while it certainly cleared the area, also destroyed many of their largest and best established trees. Very definitely a mixed blessing.

The Wellington club, now to be known as the WELLINGTON SUN CLUB INC. has scrapped its constitution and adopted a new one, incorporating many new ideas and including a greater use of sub-committees, thus spreading the work among more members. They have included a new section which puts aside these rules in favour of the NZSA ones during the term of a National Rally. The new committee now comprises 9 members, each of whom is responsible for a specific job, with sub-committees working under them.

Norman, their new groundsman, has built a combined dolls' house and slide for the kiddies, and Tom, the works manager, has erected a slide by the pool. Both are extremely popular. In order to cope with the acres of grass, a new mower has been purchased and the main entrance now sports a barrier bar with a combination lock. Guy Fawkes and Christmas parties were most successful, the latter incorporating a Visitors' Day as well. A number of new members were signed up during the day.

We gather that our friends "way down south" in the SOUTHERN SUN AND HEALTH CLUB INC have now signed up for a plot of land and are tackling the clearing that is always associated with new grounds, while we also learn that the WAIKATO OUTDOOR SOCIETY have turned down the 11-acre site that was offered them as on closer examination it was found quite unsuitable for their use. However, we understand they are proceeding with their incorporation.

The GISBORNE leaders have met with difficulties when trying to place an advertisement in the local paper. After a lot of consultation, finally with the directors, their application was declined, but they are undaunted, and are continuing their struggle for acceptance.

We are delighted to hear from the OTAGO SUN AND HEALTH CLUB and to learn that their AGM was the best attended for years, although their membership is still small. Advertising in the papers has brought in several new members and inquiries. During the past year, maintenance work has been carried out on the pool and a small wood-fired furnace has helped to take the chill off the water. Another new device to be tried out is a sort of underwater vacuum cleaner to remove the silt from the bottom of the pool. After a spell of poor weather, they are looking forward to better treatment for the summer season.

The AUCKLAND SUN CLUB INC. reports extensive repairs and maintenance to their driveway, alterations to their clubhouse to provide more room, so that their meetings and parties may be held inside if necessary. Their Christmas party was marred by bad weather, but the arrival of Santa brightened the proceedings and a happy day was enjoyed nevertheless. Their patron/donor, Norman Murray, wishes to be remembered to all his old friends and anyone wishing to write to him may do so c/- the club's address to be found at the back of this magazine.

A last minute report from the NORTHERN SUN SEEKERS informs us of splendid coverage in the Northern Advocate, including an editorial which brought about several worthwhile enquiries. NZSA brochures have also been used to good effect. Work on their site is going ahead by clearing the swimming hole of snags, and the building of a brick barbecue, and picnic tables, and a rustic bridge over the shallow pool for the toddlers. A pre-cut toilet is also ready for installation. We hope to have some pictures of these lovely grounds in the near future.

And of course, the HAWKES BAY SUN CLUB are still busy cutting firewood; the trees are almost cleared now. They want suggestions on how to keep pine firewood from deteriorating over the years. They are claiming a first in the way of games, with a full size tennis court. Tennis is the first game to be played at this club after 22 months of hard work. The grounds have been named Rapere by the members. •

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•    LOVE    •			RAYMOND R. F. TYNDALL ------------- A.O.H.C. -------------
	To go on loving when the heart is breaking, To go on living when the earth is quaking, With envy, jealousy, greed and spite.
	To go on doing when it seems so hopeless, And the music of earth is almost noteless, To keep a cheerful heart, before the fact of foe.
	To go to the rescue when the winds are highest, To face all danger where its source is the mightiest, To be a source of calm to those about us.
	To be a positive being in a world of doubt, To live most for others and not to shout, Our good deeds down another's throat.
	To live by faith in a faithless age, To give a helping hand upon life's stage, To endure most all and not give way to rage.
	To be a ladder of hope for those down in the slime, To give to the utmost to help them climb, To keep them on the path to a heavenly home.
	To take all the losses and all the gains, And weld them into two great chains To bind us to purpose in our life, To overcome hatred, envy and strife.
	To go on doing the best, when all believe the worst, To turn both cheeks and not have sworn or cursed, Then we may say we have lived, not for self alone.

 

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SPORTS RULES. Printed in booklet form, these are up-to-date rulings on the games played in nudist clubs in NZ: volleyball, tenikoit, and table tennis. A must for players and umpires. Price, at cost, 2/6 per copy.

BADMINTON AT KAURIMU

HOTSPRINGS HANDBOOK, compiled by Doug. Cousins, is a comprehensive guide, including maps and full description of the hot springs in NZ. Available to club members only, all proceeds being donated to the Perc. Cousins Trust Fund. 2/6 per copy. 2nd printing now available.

THE NZ NATURIST is available from the best bookshops. Well illustrated, it includes news and views on the nudist movement from all over the world. Issued quarterly, 2/- per copy, 7/- annual subscription. (Australia 30 cents per copy, 1 dollar per year.)

BROCHURES, entitled "Your Introduction to Social Nudism" include a series of answers to the most frequently asked questions about the nudist movement and its official clubs. These are available to clubs for distribution at the rate of 10/- per 100 or to individuals at 6d per copy.

NATIONAL PASSPORTS. These passports, issued free to all financial members of clubs, are available from your own secretaries. They facilitate travel within NZ and are accepted by all affiliated clubs.

 

OTHER ITEMS AVAILABLE FROM THE NZSA

 

INTERNATIONAL PASSPORTS. These passports are prepared by the International Naturist Federation (INF) and are available to club members only. Each passport costs 5/- and is valid only when complete with annual stamps which are available at a further cost of 5/- per year. Each adult over 18 years must own a passport for admittance to overseas clubs. Particulars required are a letter from your secretary confirming your membership, your name, address, profession and year of birth, with your 10/-, to this office.

INF BADGES. These are supplied for wearing on lapels, and are about the size of a sixpence, blue on silver with the initials INF on them. Handy when you would like to be recognized by other nudists anywhere in the world. Either pin or brooch type, only 3/6 each.

INTERNATIONAL HOLIDAY GUIDES. Also issued by the INF, these books are a complete guide to practically all the clubs throughout the world. In their over 300 pages are maps and full information any traveller would need and they are reprinted regularly to keep them up-to-date. Available soon.

INF PENNANTS. In yellow and blue, these pennants may be attached to your car or tent. Price 5/- each.

PAMPHLETS. We hold stocks of pamphlets printed overseas intended to guide and help inquirers, including such titles as, A Mother Speaks of Nudism, The Bible and Nudism, Religion and Nudism, Nudism Throughout the World, A Letter to Wives, Reactions. Price 1/- for your own selection.

 

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CLUB DIRECTORY The secretaries of the clubs listed below will be pleased to hear from genuine enquirers. Please enclose a stamped, self-addressed envelope. NORTHLAND SUN SEEKERS P.O. Box 4126, Kamo. AUCKLAND OUTDOOR HEALTH CLUB Inc. P.O. Box 2702, Auckland. AUCKLAND SUN CLUB Inc. P.O. Box 2925, Auckland. KAURIMU SUN CLUB P.O. Box 20015, Glen Eden, Auckland. WAIKATO OUTDOOR SOCIETY P.O. Box 619, Hamilton TAURANGA SUN CLUB P.O. Box 3028, Greerton, Tauranga. HAWKE'S BAY SUN CLUB P.O. Box 551, Napier. TARANAKI OUTDOOR SOCIETY P.O. Box 3046, Fitzroy, New Plymouth WANGANUI SUN CLUB P.O. Box 410, Wanganui. WELLINGTON SUN & HEALTH SOCIETY Inc. P.O. Box 2854, Wellington. CANTERBURY SUN & HEALTH CLUB Inc. P.O. Box 1823, Christchurch. OTAGO SUN & HEALTH CLUB P.O. Box 2058, South Dunedin. SOUTHERN SUN & HEALTH CLUB P.O. Box 486, Invercargill. If you are not close to any of the above clubs you may like to know that other naturists are ready to form clubs in the following areas: Gisborne (PO Box 126) Rotorua Nelson Stratford Blenheim Palmerston North Westport Masterton Timaru     To contact them, write to:         N.Z. Sunbathing Association,         P.O. Box 6359, Wellington

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Noted:- 

Rev. Ray Fussell: On the Beach

Julia Todd-Forbes: Guest Editorial

Perc Cousins: The Sick Mind

15th Rally Auckland - 1967
16th Rally Wellington - 1968

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NATURE'S OWN HOT BATH

A TINDO MEMBER TAKES IN THE SCENE

 

WHAT COULD BE BETTER? - A SECLUDED SPOT, A TRANSISTOR & LOVELY SUNSHINE

BOYS WILL BE BOYS

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A PICTORIAL FEATURE

DEMONSTRATING THAT NUDISTS

MAY BE FOUND EVERYWHERE

  •  A SECLUDED SPOT IN THE COUNTRY

  •  IN THE BUSH

  •  BY A MOUNTAIN STREAM

  •  IN THE GARDEN

  •  ON THE FARM

  •  ON THE BEACH

  •  IN THE CLUB

  •  AMONG THE VEGETABLES

  •  INDOORS

SHALL WE, OR IS IT TOO WET?

ON THE BEACH

SEE THE ARTICLE ABOUT PRETTY GIRLS

Photo: Roy S. Carson

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