OH NO!!! it can’t be can it ? It was… (WARNING - May contain some nudity). Actually it does. LOL. The other day I was walking a familiar cliff path when I noticed a little gap in the hedge that I hadn’t seen before. It was on the seaward side. So thru I went and found myself heading down a narrow path towards a little beach. It took a while because the path didn’t slope down much. Finally though I neared the beach and spied a rocky promontory sticky out into the sea. Good place for some shots I thought. So I arrived at the beach down a steep bit, assisted by a thoughtfully provided rope. Following a slip but a safe landing I headed out over the rocks to the sea. On the way I noticed a few folks sunbathing at the very far end of the beach and that was it really. Not surprising because I couldn’t see masses of holidays makes loaded down with kids, deckchairs, windbreaks etc making their way down a long narrow path. Thus I began to busy myself with tripod and cameras etc. The shoot finished I was packing up my kit when I suddenly felt that someone was standing behind me. I turned and I was right. He was a huge old man his arms crossed and he was staring at me angrily. Oh and one other thing; he was stark bleddy naked. As I struggled for words and indeed for a solution to this strange and rather scary appearance he spoke. “What are you doin ‘ere ?”. Now I would have thought that me standing on a rock, facing out to sea with two cameras slung round my neck and a partially collapsed tripod in my hand would have made it obvious. It didn’t. I grabbed one of the cameras and rather lamely, I admit sort of waved it at him. He didn’t seem impressed. “ Look “, I said, “ I am a landscape photographer and at this point in time a seascape…….”. then it dawned on me that following a quick yet more detailed look at the other end of the beach, I was only on a nudist beach !!!. Time for a brief repost I thought. “ Do you think I am a pervert then “, I asked somewhat nervously. “ YES “, came the reply. He also, with that word, took a menacing step towards me. “ Well I think I might shove off then “, I tried a sort of lighthearted approach but that didn’t work either. So clutching all my equipment I scuttled across the rocks and hauled myself up the rope. He followed me. And when further up the path I had to ask myself if he was on his way home or trying to make a further point; he was still following me and still naked. So I stepped off the path and pretended to be doing close-ups of a flower. Luckily he overtook and kept going but very slowly. Already late for an appointment, I had to follow a desperately unpleasant looking example of a pair of heavily dimpled and dropped buttocks. Well I assumed they were; I not much of an expert on the subject. Revolted I had to stop and find another flower to photograph until he was out of sight. I hope he put his pants on before he hit the main path. Apart from, a couple of years ago when I was chased off a shoot by two very large dogs and what seemed to be a domesticated rabbit, Sunday last was my most unusual photographic adventure so far.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 20:41:13 +0000
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