Earlier this year we managed to escape to my favourite seaside spot. It was brilliant to just get away somewhere for the first time in, what felt like, forever. It was especially wonderful to be in that particular place. My home from home, a place I can drift away on a cloud of happiness.
Whilst we were there, a spot of Scavenger Hunting was in order. I do love the thrill of being naked outside. The excitement that it may only be a quick flash because, whilst I love the thrill, I actually don’t ever want someone who doesn’t consent to see me.
Not getting away has meant not getting new locations in far too long. Luckily for us we had lots of opportunities and managed to get 6 locations in one weekend! Turns out I’d already got one of them but still, I’m feeling rather pleased with ourselves for that effort.
There was one location I saw but each time we walked past it a different family were sitting or playing around it. So we formulated a plan. If we get up early, we can make use of the quiet time before families managed to wrangle the kids out of the door.
So there we were, 6am on a bank holiday Monday, out for a brisk early morning walk to the location. And strangely, after a cool couple of days, it was surprisingly warm.
And there in front of us was the location I had been after. A beautiful piece of driftwood, or is it a drift-tree because it’s definitely on the large size.
So instead of the usual quick flash, I took my jumper, jacket (I was expecting it to be cool) and T-shirt off and lay there basking in the warm sun, allowing my mind to drift away into blissful happiness. Until the obligatory early morning dog walker came along and disturbed us!