In the wintertime...

In the winter time
When all the leaves are brown
And the wind blows so chill

- Steve Miller Band, Greatest Hits 1974-´78

You may know this song, either because you're on the mature side of life's spectrum or because you simply like nice music. Perhaps even both.

It's not winter yet, here in the North, but it starts feeling like it. Cold. Wind, Rain. Ice on the roofs and roads, and snow in some countries around me (Germany and England to name a few).

Whoa, hold it, we're not there yet!

But it's cold. The bad thing is the wind. Wind makes everything feel so much colder than it is. I recall a nude walk in a snowy area (a forest) when there was no wind. It was amazing.

It didn't feel cold at all after stripping down. That was one of the amazing moments where I became aware (again) that clothes trick you into feeling a lot colder than it is, because of the differences in temperature of the covered and the exposed skin.

Wind and rain are the enemies of nude winter hikes, and I'm sure several readers of this blog will nod in agreement.

I also find that, the older I get, the more I draw to the warm stuff. Winter is more and more becoming my least favourite season, despite the nice views that snow can create. I'll look at them in the pictures people post.

And a nude snow angel? Be my guest. I'll hear your account. From inside, with coffee or hot chocolate!

(p.s. there was no post last week. 4 10-hour workdays and 900km/650mi in the car was enough to wear me out.)