All the way to your limit, Endro!

Sydney Harbour National Park – Georges Head at Obelisk Beach, Sydney, Autralia

Sometimes, what you think as your “limit” is just how far you can challenge yourself and take the risk. If you fail, you might have reached your limit; if not, you could probably go further. Often times, it is not even a “limit” to yourself.

Inspired by a hilarious story of the nude beach by the famous Naked Traveler (see the simialrity?), a dear friend challenged me: while in Sydney, I had to spend some time on that beach, nude!
Nobody would recognize me there, I know, but thinking of myself with nothing but my skin in front of other people… Hmmm…

Finding Obelisk Beach in George’s Head, Sydney Harbour National Park, was a challenge itself. The bus to Mosman was not operating on Saturday so I had to walk 1.5 kilometer to reach the park entry, finding the hidden signboard.

The sign said that Obelisk Beach was opened for public. But somehow the maze-like trail to the beach was too difficult to follow with no obvious sign found.

View of Sydney Harbour from Obelisk Beach, Sydney, Autralia

It took three different routes, one of which almost made me fell into a cliff, and an embarrassing moment when I reluctantly asked a naked male sunbather for a direction, before I finally hit the beach, with an even more embarrassing look.

There were only three men and two women, all of them looked old enough to play poker with my parents. Completely clothed, I looked like an alien to these bare skins (which were in desperate need of ironing).

“Kid, get naked!” was what these people’s eyes looked like trying to scream about.

I looked around. The rocky beach was deeply covered by Mosman Bay, away from the ferry route, thus, far enough to get naked and not entirely visible to on-board passengers.

So I walked away to strip off behind a large tree trunk.

I almost forgot how cold the wind was because I was too busy to keep my mind not to scream.
Me, naked, in front of other people was never in my mind before. I couldn’t think of looking down. So I looked straight ahead, to Mosman Bay, walking towards a huge rock to hide.

“I am naked. These old fellas will bite me. They will touch me. They are laughing at me” voices were coming from every direction of my mind.

Behind the rock, I gathered my nerves to look down. Yes, I’d been looking at my naked body before, but looking at it on this white sandy beach felt too much for me.

And, it was, indeed, too much to bear to see my “organ” exposed to the open air that I ran away in panic back to the trees, making obvious noise while collecting my scattered belongings. I didn’t even care what would those people think of me at that time.

The show at Obelisk Beach, Sydney, Autralia

It took me a while to emerge from the tree trunk to get my nerves back. In full clothes, I walked quietly trying to be invisible amongst five pairs of annoyed eyes continuously following me making my way out of the beach.

I didn’t know if I could go further than this. I didn’t know if a completely-naked as my limit. I didn’t think of public nudity was my scene.

Well, if there were five young hot men and women on the beach, that would probably be my scene. But five is certainly not my limit, though.

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