When I was in college, I can remember coming home for spring break, and stopping by the old family place where I live now. It was vacant then and was covered in dense woods. At that point in spring, it was before the poison ivy, poisonous snakes, spiders, mosquitoes, and yellow jackets would come out. I remember getting excited to chuck my clothes and walk around in the woods naked. At that age, I guess it was freeing for me...and at the same time exciting and different. Maybe it was the ability do do what I couldn't do at college. At any rate, I'd wack off, get dressed and head home. I did other stuff after, like bringing my girlfriend out to the woods for fun times, etc. At this point in my life, in spite of having all the same opportunities available to me, getting naked and running around in my woods is the last thing on my mind. I guess its lost its allure? Our eastern North American woods aren't really cut out for nudity either, so its not very practical around here.