Random Guys at the Beach

I am happy to report that my first intentional Dogging experience was a resounding success.

As per the advice I read online, I arrived at the carpark around 11am. There was nobody around but a half dozen cars were there which was surprising for such an out of the way beach, but it got me excited wondering if all of these people were here for the same reason I was.

Grabbing my pack I began the five minute walk through the bush to the beach. My pack contained towel, sunscreen, couple of beers, my laptop (to do some work in case there was no action), condoms and lube (in case there was action). The short walk was nice, I should have worn shoes but I was just wearing dork shorts (boardies) over my red speedos. I thought about stripping down to my speedos straight away but didn’t know if maybe there would be normal people out walking their dog or something.

I know I should have more speedo confidence and not care, but I’m only human.

As the ocean came in to view I saw the path headed to the north through the dunes. It wasn’t overly used and if I wasn’t looking for it I might have missed it.

The path was on the edge of the back of the dunes and the beginning of the bush and was easy to follow. After fifty meters or so I felt like I was far enough away from the main trail from the carpark to the beach and I dropped my dork shorts.  Hopefully anyone I came across would be there for the same reasons I was.

What would you do if you were walking along a bath and saw me walking towards you wearing just my red speedo?

The first people I saw were an old couple (male/female) who could have been in their seventies.  They were kitted out with fold out chairs and were both reading books and were completely stark naked. Not exactly what I was looking for and as I walked past they both said hello which I returned.  It was like passing someone in the grocery store which is weird. I kept walking for perhaps three hundred meters and only saw two old guys, each on their own just working on their all over tan. Neither of them were facing my direction so they didn’t see me. As I kept walking I felt like my chances of coming across anybody was decreasing.

The mission seemed like a failure. At least I could work on my speedo tan.

I found a spot that was secluded and couldn’t be seen by anyone walking on the beach, but could be seen if someone was walking along the Dogging path.