Nudie Beach

On Jennifer's last visit here I took her down to the Spokane river to check it out. The river runs through the city out to Coeur d' Alene, I think. Anyway one afternoon we hopped in the car and drove to the river and parked next to a cluster of cars overlooking a drop in the hillside out to where we could see a part of the river bank. It was a hot afternoon and we thought about taking a swim. Leading away from the pavement there was a well worn dirt trail wandering through the dry golden weeds that were four or five feet tall. I took Jennifer's hand and we started down the trail towards the river together.

Walking next to a close scattering of trees I happened to look over to my right and thought I saw an old mangy hippie man with a long white scraggly beard and balding head sitting cross legged and completely naked in a patch of weeds. I whispered to Jennifer that I thought there was a weirdo nearby and discreetly pointed over to where he was. Sure enough, she saw him too and was immediately creeped out. We could hear him mumbling crazy shit to himself. I put my arm around Jennifer and pulled her closer to me as we passed by this miscreant. The two of us kept going and we went through a meadow. There was another grouping of trees up ahead and then what looked to me like dry riverbed rocks just beyond. We heard voices as we approached the shade of the tree line and then we got another surprise.

Peeking from behind one of the trees both of us saw about two dozen ugly, greasy, old guys and they were all stark naked and sunburnt. They were clustered around a single icky fat girl who was running her mouth non stop about all kinds of dumb stuff. She was damn loud. Man, she really sounded like a total dingbat and listening to her I actually felt sorry for her, because she was obviously too stupid to feel sorry for herself. They were all standing around in tennis shoes or sandals and stepped into the river just enough to have the water up to their shins or they were mulling about on the dry gravel. Most of these dirtbags were fixing their gaze on the icky fat girl's tits. I looked at Jennifer's face and she seemed repulsed and horrified at the same time. It was apparent I needed to get her out of there and go find someplace else to be or something else to do right away. I had no idea we would stumble across the local hippy nudist camp. It was bad luck really, but Jennifer probably thought I brought her there on purpose.