So far this year I've had four nudist holidays in the Canaries, Spain, Portugal andGreece/Austria andI'm planning three more. Somehow they have a way of being extended. My latest is an example.
I was invited to join a friend and his wifeon their shared yacht off the Greek islands of Kefallonia and Lefkada. My departure was delayed by the need to be in my home village for the Grand Depart of the Tour de France. So I could only join them for the last four days of sailing. It was a four-birth yacht on which three of us were nudists. So the rule was to be naked unless we were in port.
I joined them late in the evening at their mooring in Argostoli. We dined, wined and turned in for the night. The following morning we looked at the turtles that are in the harbour for scraps off the fishing boats, then took on provisions and water. The first day's sailing was up the east coast of Kefallonia. The light wind wasdead against us so we motored. We were exposed to the open sea and, despite the light wind there was a swell rocking the boat 30 to 40 deg to either side. After hours of this I succumbed to sea sickness. Were other days going to be like this? We finally made it to harbour at Asos for my friend's birthday. Being in port We had to cover up. Then we walked up to the castle remains on the headlandconnected to this idyllic village by a narrow isthmus. If I hadn't seen it I would not believe such a fairy-tale place could be real.
The following day we continued north. Wewere soon in shelter between islands and I started taking turns at the helm. The next night we moored in a secluded bay with just a few other boats. Tonight we could stay naked. After mooring we swam round the boat. My recent swimming lessons gave me confidence being out of my depth, with the salt water giving the extra buoyancy. We went ashore for a short naked hike then back in the water for another swim. Dinner and drinks with a friend from another yacht was in the nude.

The third and final day's sailing took us through two narrow channels and on to Our final mooring in Preveza. This was yet another sunny naked day, dressing only to take on fuel and for our final mooring. Then it was time to clean the yacht and it's tender, ready for the next user in the syndicate. The town harbour was full of yachts of all sizes with many doing the same cleaning as ourselves. We went into the town for a meal and to watch a children's dance spectacular late at night. The following morning we took a long taxi ride to Igomenstsa for the ferry to Kerkyra (Corfu).We had ameal and some shopping in Kerkyra town thencaught the plane to Munich for the second part of our holiday.

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