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New: Unlock complete year-by-year photo collections back to the beginning, forever

Hello and welcome to the Naked Ant Shop, won't you come inside?

Patreon has unlocked a feature I've wanted forever, that's great news if you'd like to access my work without a subscription, or go back in time to ca...

Where did you first spot me?

You're an awesome bunch of patreons here and I thank you so much for your support. Something I'm always curious about myself... where did you first see me, or which place made you head over here and sign up?

I'm trying to work out where and how to focus my efforts sharing previews (and in p...

Get a Naked Peek - for free!

This is a post for my "free" followers and new visitors to my page.

Patreon won't allow nudity in publicly viewable posts, so I've created a brand new membership tier to give even more people a Naked Peek at some of my work.

I've selected over 100 of my all-t...

New: Naked Collections

Patreon recently added a new feature called "Collections" — basically a way to organise your posts into albums — and I've now finished setting it up for my naked work. It wasn't too difficult, as I've always tagged my posts "year 1", "year 2", etc, for each year that I've gone out taking phot...

Rambling rambling buds

I liked this cheeky, confident stance. Naked rambling is brilliant however you do it, but wandering with another human in the same state of undress is totally life-affirming.

Over hills and fields

The openness, the freedom, the blue skies, the green. One of my absolute favourites, this!

Over hills and fields

One of my favourite relaxed shots, against the tall stone wall which I need to cross in a moment with the stile. As the highest part of the route, I can see for miles around and right along the footpaths in each direction. It was just me, the sheep and the breeze. Magical.

Peak freedom

Looking back over the landscape. The huge chunks of rock thrown onto this bridleway made it much harder going than it should've been.

Peak freedom

It certainly felt daring to be on such a large, wide path in late morning, but this does always seem to be the quieter side of Kinder. And another thing - it’s so wonderfully quiet that you’d hear steps or bike tyres on the stones, or conversations, long before anyone came into view.

Where did you discover me?

I’ve been sharing the link to my Patreon photography in a few places, so I’m intrigued to know, where did you find me? Interesting to know what works and what doesn’t. ☺️

The edge of spring

Sometimes self timer and automatic focus can throw up unexpected compositions you wouldn't have otherwise planned. I like how the raw grain of the stone here makes everything look so real, like yes I really am naked on the hillside there, without actually having to see all the detai...

Camera confidence

It wouldn’t take much for a golfer to take a bad shot and come looking for their ball in the trees, only to be rather surprised about who‘s hiding behind the leaf cover … insert your own ball joke here.

Camera confidence

The natural world around us is our greatest ally;  we need to look after it.

Daytime dares

Of this brief moment in the outdoors between us, this probably best captures that liberating feeling of just wearing what you feel like, as I stride along casually chatting away about something or other as if there's nothing unusual at all going on. If us two had our way, it wouldn't be considere...

Summer waters

No matter how many times I return to this field, the sunrise has never bettered that very first misty dawn. Here at least, the hay bales add new interest. I would've gone in for a close-up if there weren't houses just next to them.

Scouting the source

Yes, THE picture! You don't want to know how many attempts this took with the self timer and getting myself back and forth over the uneven rocks at the bottom of the pool, but eventually I got it. Now where's my casting call for the next Diet Coke ad...

Scouting the source

On a day as scorching as this, enjoying the rolling green landscape of the Peak District free of clothes is a truly heavenly joy.

The hairless wonder

Striding confidently around this blind bend between the wooded pathway and an open meadow, well-used by dog walkers, never ceases to excite. Doing so with the trademark nudist look of being smooth at the front just made it feel that much more bold.

Millponds and paths

Naked rambler on the loose! After a while exploring the area around the millpond, I felt confident enough to briefly venture onto the public footpath running alongside for the obligatory stile photo.

Along the way

I think most naked ramblers like to gently allow other people to see them enjoying their pastime, to normalise it. At each pair of gates along this cycle path, the farm crossing has little offshoots hidden behind hedges. If I see someone coming along the path as I'm walking, I can duck in and pre...

Lantern cross

Between jumping out of my clothes, walking and snapping photos, I need to make I just stop and breathe in the view and my naked state a bit more.

Lantern cross

The first trigpoint of many, many more to come...

Lantern cross

Once the walker had disappeared, I did it — bagged my first naked trigpoint!

Before the dawn

When you're dealing with a tricky contrast of light like this, the rear view always seems to turn out better, as a near-silhouette of the naked form. I was really pleased how this one turned out, with a little tweaking of shadows and contrast, while another photo of me turned the camera somehow l...

Blackgang

You never forget your first time on a nudist beach. This one isn’t, as such, but it’s fantastically secluded down a long, tricky cliff path which erodes bad changes every year. Getting down there is an adventure itself, but the reward is a magical, evocative place that naturists have long cal...

Spring greens

At one end the woods slope down into a brook with a gentle stream and a footpath on the other side. Sat here, hidden, amongst the undisturbed fallen ochre leaves several inches thick, feels like a wonderful place to be.

Spring greens

There's something therapeutic about being alone in the woods taking photos, like quietly pulling weeds or sorting your record collection. Set up the camera, self timer 10 seconds, back and forth, seeing how each photo works out. I remember being quite pleased with the gentle intrigue of this one....

Stark impatience

One of the greatest challenges for the naked rambler is channeling that frenzied anticipation that descends as the warmer season begins, with all its fits and starts, and simply having the patience to head home and wait for a better day.