Naked In The Azov Sea __top__ Today

The water is famously shallow, so it warms all the way through. There is no cold shock to make you gasp. Consequently, there is no shame. When you take your clothes off in the Black Sea, you feel brave. When you take them off in the Azov, you feel sensible. Why would you wear a wet rag in a lukewarm soup?

It isn’t about exhibitionism. It’s about realizing that for a few hours, you don’t have to be a body shaped by clothes and posture. You can just be a creature of the warm, shallow sea. Disclaimer: This is a reflective piece on naturism/nudism in a remote setting. Always be aware of local laws and customs regarding public nudity. In Russia/Ukraine (depending on the current border context of the Sea of Azov), public nudity is generally restricted to designated or remote beaches. Practice responsible wild swimming. naked in the azov sea

I lay back, floating on the surface. The high salinity—three times less salty than the Mediterranean, but salty enough to hold you—cradled my lower back. For the first time in months, my spine felt no gravity. The water is famously shallow, so it warms