NOTES FROM THE OLD MAN
This story continues and reviews where I left off in lower Michigan at the membership campground with the small nudist park deep in the woods. This is mostly about Granny and Pappy, the old couple.
We led a simple yet sometimes kinky life and learned many things along the way. This is a mixture of things we learned about camping, old people and the simple life.
This also may be noteworthy. We discovered that the membership campgrounds were competing. Each was buying as many private RV parks as possible then remodeling or totally rebuilding them. Members of the old RV parks were upset, many lost money from their memberships in those, and not many old members joined the new system.
Members already in the new park system, like us, wouldn't camp there until the remodeling was finished. Yet we soon learned few if any people camped during these changes. We had our own mini golf clubs and balls. We'd rather swim in a pool with no one than a crowded pool. No dress codes, and we enjoyed the privacy of an empty campground. So those new campgrounds were our choice at the time.
This was one of those newly bought RV parks in the member system we belonged to. Can't remember if there were any other campers there during the middle of the first two weeks we were there. We wandered around the remote areas like we did other places. Most likely there were a few RV's camped on the weekends.
This was the only time we wandered upon a nudist resort within the regular resort system. With the discovery of the nudist park and our new friends we only occasionally used the pool in the main park and spent almost all our waking moments playing in the nudist area. ------- Cum along for more strange nude adventures
Granny and Pappy had names. We'll call them Irene and Ira. The short time we knew them we learned to love them and enjoy their company, along with Gracie and Charlie at the nudist park.
Ira and Irene's RV was the first that people came to as they entered the small nudist RV loop. We soon found out why. Let me try to begin at the beginning, then tell more about our later adventures involving Ira's little letters.
It all began as we were leaving a fun afternoon with Gracie and Charlie, having sex, and being normal nudists at their campsite. As usually happened, Ira and Irene saw us walking toward the exit, and walked down to the lane to talk briefly. They always ask us to return another day.
On this afternoon Ira handed me a note which I read out loud to Dollie as we walked back to our RV in the regular membership area. It was very interesting in explaining just how and why the little nudist park came into existence. Not a lot here at first to do with us or sex. But we found it interesting and hope you do to.
Here's Ira and Irene's story.
Some was written in the notes from Ira. Other times things they told us as we sipped iced tea and sat on their RV deck.
It all began in the late 40's. Where the modern membership RV park now sits was a large farm. I know the name of the farm and the farmer. But I will call it The old Gogenfart Farm.
Farmer Gogenfart had three beautiful young daughters who liked to do their chores nude. No matter how much Mr. and Mrs. Gogenfart yelled and punished the girls they always found the youngsters gathering eggs, milking cows, and doing other chores naked.
Of course this attracted the young neighborhood farm boys and distracted them from their duties when Mr. Gogenfart hired them to work on the farm.
Fast forward a little.
Soon the three daughters were married to three young farm hands who were also doing their chores naked. Mr.Gogenfart added a few bedrooms for the daughters and their husbands. Yet Mrs. Gogenfart complained about all of the young folk in her house nude.
Mr. Gogenfart bought three large RV trailers and had them parked way out in the back 40, in the woods. A perfect place because the young newlyweds spent a lot of spare time skinny dippin in the small clear blue lake.
When the three couples spent more and more time in their trailers farmer Gogenfart and the boys ran electrical power lines from the main house to the campground. Eventually all three young couples were living there full time, except for the coldest winter months.
Young friends spent many weekends partying and getting naked in the secluded wooded area. They begged farmer Gogenfart to let them bring in a few more smaller RV's for others to spend nights and weekends in the summers.
At first all of the RV's were located around the small lake. Farmer Gogenfart agreed to let others move in but said he would have to charge for the electricity and a small rental fee. This is how the nudist RV park developed on the farm.
Fast forward to the 70's.
Mr. and Mrs. Gogenfart had passed away. The kids were offered a good price for the main farm from a large RV corporation. They would be allowed an access road to the nudist area in the woods.
As the tiny nudest area became more popular one of the daughters and her husband moved their RV nearer the entrance lane so they could keep an eye on people coming and going, and collect the daily entrance fee they now had for visitors.
Again, in the 80's, the now large RV park and smaller nudist park was sold to a membership park system. That's where we came in. By the way, that farmer's daughter and young farm hand living in the RV near the old nudist park entrance was Ira and Irene. Now we understood why they greeted people entering and knew everyone camped there.
Sadly greed and liars now control our world. The nudist section, all the RV's, and original members are gone. Old Ira and Irene no longer live on the old family farm.
As I often do I start a story and get derailed. This was supposed to be a continuation of what happened while camped in the membership park and finding a small nudist park within it.
It wasn't over yet! Stay tuned for Ira's notes, some fun, and sex. It's about Granny and Pappy, two of the oldest nudists we'd met until later years.
I was probably 45, Dollie 43, and new friends Gracie and Charlie also near our ages. Granny Irene, was most likely in her early 80's, as was Pappy Ira. At that time anyone over 55 was ancient and boring.