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It was Oct. 19th, about 9;30 in the evening and I am bored. Tired of the same old movies my friend has on vhs tapes. I begin thinking about my nude hiking and how bright the full moon is this evening.
I look out the window and find it is very bright outside tonight, maybe a walk will do me some good. I go out through the back door as not to awaken the dog sleeping in front of her house.
As I pass my truck I reach in and pickup my trust towel for a cover-up if I need it. You see she lives in a area where only family members are living. Four families, many have seen me working nude outside her house but have never said anything.
As I head out of the drive way I can see her daughter’s car and her boyfriends truck is in the yard next door, meaning they are home and unlikely to be going out this late. As for the other two families, I do not know, maybe out or not. Better to be prepared, besides I may end up on the main road for some distance.
I head right at the end of the drive way down the dirt road for a while, few hundred feet before I hear traffic, but I can see it is on the main road and am only slightly concerned.

After walking between two part-time occupied buildings, I turn right again on what turns out to be a drive way as I expected. It turns out to be about a quarter mile in length. I hear a noise to my left and wonder, can it be,. Yes, a deer jumps out in front of me and is gone into the woods on the opposite side of the drive way. I can pick out a few structures as I am strolling along. One is several hundred feet away, on the back end of a clearing. The soil has been turned for planting, corn maybe. Another building, much larger just after the clearing enters the woods. It appears to have two large garage doors on the back, I suspect it has farmer Equipment in it.
Shortly I am at the edge of a river, there is a floating dock along shore, but I remember stories I was told about crocks or alligators so I decide to stay on shore and continue walking.
On my way back the direction I came I begin to walk around the end of the clearing to my right, in the direction of the main road. The main road cannot be more than five to six hundred feet away.
This clearing is much different in the beginning. There is two restraining walls giving the effect of a three level lawn. The center level appears to have what maybe a camp sight for a travel trailer a carefully built dirt pad for trailer and automobile. Further on I discover a pile of rubble pushed up by what appears to be dozer tracks.
I am enjoying the air on my skin, the slight breeze is warm. As I am walking I am watching for any movement on the ground. All I see is more dozer tracks and ash from a brush pile fire. ( Two weeks earlier I had seen brush piles burning from the main road.) Now I know what made the tracks I thought were dozer tracks, it turns out to be a small excavator. It is park on the edge of the tree line and shaded from the moon light by the trees. At this moment I am thinking I am walking into a corner of the clearing and will need to turnaround. Actually it only narrows to about 60 feet and continues around a large group of trees and widens back out. On this curve there is a small pond, narrow and long. Maybe 25 feet wide and 100 feet in length. I’m sure it is what I would call a “FIRE POND”. Another few hundred feet I been to look through the trees to my right for signs of the main road. I am not sure if it is there or not, until I find a spot where the excavator was brought in. Carefully stepping into and out of holes made by the machine I find the main road about 20 feet away from clearing.
The main road is also dirt, with no houses in this area directly on the road. So no one can see my nudity from their window. There is one home back off a few hundred feet with a yard light. I do not believe they could see this far either. I begin to walk in the direction of my friends house. Listening closer to any traffic that maybe coming my way.
I can feel the roughness of the gravel under my sneakers. It is more firm than the grass and top soil I was walking on earlier. After a quarter mile on the main road I can see the entrance to the road my friends home is on. There is a mobile home on the corner, set back about eighty feet and the front light is on. Now I have driven by the place many times and never seen a automobile in the yard. The other side of this place there is another home with several cars and trucks. I suspect the two are owned by one family and one of those vehicles belongs to the mobile home resident. I am paying attention to the windows and notice there is no light inside at all. Good sign that no one is home, no one will see me as I make the turn from the main road.
On my left there are trees, it isn’t a thick growth but shade from moon light in case someone was to step out of either home. On the right it is all lawn, both front and rear lawns. I assume it is 250 from the main road before trees are on both sides of my friends road. Again it is a thick growth but it is now wooded. Shortly I am back to where I turned, I have made the circle and now head for my friends home only about fifteen hundred feet away. I am smiling at this point because I can hear a vehicle coming down the main road I had just been walking on. I can still see the headlights from where I am standing so I stop and watch. A white pickup, I am thinking “Slow Down You Fool” ! Of course it does not hear me and continues bouncing down the road. Soon it is out of sight and no longer hear it too. As I turn my body in the direction of her home I see another deer running across a small opening in the tree line. This clearing runs along the road to the next intersection. The electrical power for the four homes comes pole to pole through this clearing.
Within minutes I am back to my truck and placing my cover-up towel on the seat and going back inside my friends home.