This was taken off my  own blog on another  community site hope you enjoy it) ...

"Today I am no longer "Just" an indoor Nudist
Today is the day I said to myself this morning gathering
the courage  I made  packed lunch consisting of bacon butties and
took a bottle of water out of the fridge  I check the studland
naturist beach website  and  programmed the  postcode into my
sat nav. In my bag I packed  my phone and I pad and  a beach towel
and  bath towel  I had my shorts on under my jeans  and a
T shirt  and  left the house .  it was approx  an hr and a
half away according to my sat nav  and  I dont really remember the
motorway there as I had all sorts of things going through my head such as can I really do this ?  What happens if people stare at me, what
happens if I stare at others!!!  What happens if the  worse scenario
happens and I get aroused etc...  As I got  near my destination
I was sitting in a queue of traffic  for about 20 mins  getting
frustrated as other cars were passing me  I  pulled out to find that
this was a queue  for the ferry across to studland I hadnt read
about that  I drove back round the one way system and still  not
thinking  straight pulled  to the front of the queue  and
when the ferry came in boarded. It wasnt until we were halfway
across when the ferry master tapped on my window  saying that  I
apparently had queue jumped and  a lot of  cars behind me were
angry !!  I made a sincere apology  explaining that I hadnt
been here before  and  didnt realise  etc and was
really embarrassed  welcome to studland I thought to myself.

I paid my fee for a ticket , parked and started to
walk down the beach for what felt like ages all the time
thinking  about  my worries 
I was  that much in thought that I didnt  notice walking past  the first few clothless people. 
Then it hit me! I felt nervous walking along the beach and for a
few moments looked for an escape route! Then decided there was nothing left to do as I was one of the few clothed so dumped my stuff by the banks put down my bath towel and  slipped off my shoes  socks and  jeans I looked at the sea. There were  others in it and  people walking along the beach all carrying on enjoying the sun and air. I carried on slipping off my t shirt and  shorts and made a bee  line for the sea. As  my feet touched the  water  I let out a small shriek as it was cold and  kept walking in  Once it got up to my waist I took a deep breath and ducked under I was in !  What an amazing feeling! The sea breeze the water against me and the feeling of belonging
as I swam for a good 30 mins.  I then got out and walked to where I had  dumped my clothes sat on the towel and had some lunch
I after  lunch I brought a coffee from the refreshments wagon on the beach  this felt  very normal apart from the fact  the people in the line as I were all naked  and  I thought  to myself yes this is how its meant to be ,
I had a  lie on the towel for an hr or so  feeling the sun  on me
before one last swim and heading home I  picked up my belongings and  continued walking  along the beach as far as I could  before putting on my shorts  and leaving the  nudist area ".

I  was so proud that I had  overcome an anxiety that I brought a season ticket for the carparks  and  visited there several more times that summer .  After that I opened up to my parents fearing the worse and  my mother said that she had a feeling I may have been  by the way they had trouble keeping me in my clothes as a child !

There is nothing quite like the 'first time' is there?

we used to park the car in a side street and take the ferry as afoot passenger.