In Canada, even if you live in a city, the wilderness is never too far away, particularly if you are willing to canoe or hike off the beaten path. With care, you can find still isolated areas within a few hours drive, where you can get away from the internal combustion engine for a day or a week - the trick is in finding the spots. In the winter, one of ou...
Author's Note: This is the second in the series about Allison. Canoe Trip is the first in the series. *** Allison and I are off on another adventure, not too long after the last one. As happens so often on these trips, we are paired up as the only adults on the trip. She loves this stuff, but does not get a chance to do much of it, so having her son in the...
We were canoeing in Algonquin Park when we hooked up. It was mid-August; the ban on fires had been lifted and the hordes of bloodthirsty mosquitoes that haunt the warm dusk had vanished with the onset of cool nights. Taralee was luscious -- a petite, vivacious brunette with hair down to her curvy breasts, and hips to stir fantasies in the most cynical of me...
In the morning after breakfast, Travis and Lisa broke camp and pushed their canoe off the pebbly beach. Lisa sat in the stern. Minutes later they arrived at the portage to tiny Jenny Lake. The portage trail was flat, short and easy. Travis had no difficulty. Minutes after pushing off on Jenny, they arrived at the portage to tinier Annie Lake. Once again, the...
Up To Camp "I think you made that up," Mary said, 'I think it's something you tell the tourists to mess with their heads." "I did not make it up." "I'm sorry," she responded, shaking her head, "But I don't believe porcupines fall out of trees." Mary had been appalled by how many roadkill animals they had seen since they'd turned off the interstate and on...
Alone in the Water: A Nudist's Tale I parked my car in the parking lot and began the long walk down to the beach. It's a couple of miles down a dirt road through a dense forest, and the walk is torture. Even in the middle of the day, the mosquitoes will eat you alive, but even worse is the anticipation. Nudist will always swear that nudism is not about the...
Dear Reader: This concludes the "SPA" series. I hope you've enjoyed it. Your comment and votes are always welcome. The next series is in the works! When they awoke the next morning, Will's need, of course took priority. Once he was feed and changed, the games began anew. Ben eagerly accepted his enema. Though his ass hole was sore from the day before, Tris...
"Clean up time," said Tiffany when Bill had disappeared down the lake to his camp. "I got the tent," said Susan. "You deal with the stuff out here. The women turned to and in short order the bedding was hanging on a line in the morning sun and the tent floor was swept. Tiffany cleaned up around the fire pit and checked their food cache, then hoisted part o...
Dear readers, this is a long slow build of a story. I hope you like the effort at a realistic scene setting. As for the realism, perhaps it is a bit idealistic, but I hope credible? Please comment, and if it does well? I promise to return and finish Unca B off in a slightly more unreal way. Heh heh heh. This is fiction from beginning to end, no real people...
The weather here had been rainy all spring. Finally we started getting some sunny days. Mid 80s, blue sky with a few clouds. Hardly any humidity. I called Zoe and asked if she wanted to go on a picnic with me at a lake I used to go to when I was younger. She said it sounded great. We could pack a lunch for the picnic, getting food near the lake. I picked her...