7 Hills: An introduction

Today I righted a great wrong…and joined 7 Hills. As a naturist location, it has been going in SL maybe longer than I have (although there was a period where it was taken down, then re-established).

I have no idea why we’ve never covered 7 Hills before, or why I’ve only just got around to joining. There’s no real excuse. Because it is one of the genuine naturist sims.


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Ella near the 7 Hills entrance point

I can only surmise that, when I first went to it, it was largely geared towards a German audience, and as I recall there were few English speakers using it. That’s not a fault of 7 Hills. It’s only correct that the birthplace of naturism should have a strong presence in SL. Now, there are English speakers around, although not speaking German shouldn’t stop you from enjoying it.


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Sylvia goes riding

I’m currently exploring and photographing it, and I want to do an extensive report on it in the next day or two.

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Animals and Ella haven’t mixed well since an unfortunate incident with a donkey on Camber Sands in 1981

It has a nice feel to it, and I suppose a German styled layout -from old castle to lake/beach.

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Sylvia with Bernd, the 7 Hills gardener

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Sylvia with Adam, the 7 Hills boatman

More photos and a report to follow in the next day or two.



Two sets of eyes are better than one

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Whisper pubic hair from Posh Tales (L$50 marketplace)

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jj’s pubic hair L$0 Marketplace

Two sets of eyes are better than one. Or maybe it’s because I’ve established my look that I’m less aware of certain elements of avatar ‘design’. Sylvia has experimented with SL for much of the afternoon, and now she’s getting a hang of the controls I decided to introduce….the Marketplace!

Of course, within a couple of minutes she has unearthed the two items shown above, for wear down below 😉

Not only to both look fantastic, they’re very, very affordable. One prices at just L$50 and the other is absolutely free!

(For photographic purposes I did ask Sylvia to remove her avatar’s clit ring.

Incidentally, these groomed, trimmed but still visible styles of pubic hair are what we’ve been seeing this week.

When I set Sylvia’s avatar up initially I added a nipple ring to the avi (once again true to RL). An afternoon on SL’s marketplace has led her to change this to a bar. I’ve been explaining a little of the ‘SL replicates RL’ concept of SLN at times, and she has decided that the reverse can also be true. Tomorrow, apparently, we’re off in search of a tattoo/piercing parlour to see if she can swap her RL nipple ring for a RL nipple bar.

I did say it would be a different, interesting, and ‘hold on tight’ sort of week.


A stunning looking girl!

Sylvia and I went onto the roof terrace of our apartment this afternoon and put up a parasol, allowing us to duck in and out of the sun as we saw fit.

We’re overlooking the pool area to the next urbanisation, and both of us were leaning over the wall up there, taking in the traffic passing by. And there, by the pool, sunbathing on the grass was a striking, stunning beautiful young girl in her early 20s, we reckon.

Head shaved to one side, deadlocked at the other, with a deep, all over tan apart from a lighter tone around her lower half which showed us that, when not on a naturist holiday, topless sunbathing is certainly a part of her summer routine. She also had a naturally beautiful and innocent looking face and we both commented on how wonderful it would have been to be that naturally beautiful at that age, the sense of confidence that may well have come with it.



Those in the depth of a depression brought on by my earlier posting and the re-appearance of pubic hair take heart: this girl still maintains a daily routine with a razor.


Postcards from Spain : St Juan’s Day

He, I know not why, shewed upon all occasions an aversion to go to Ireland, where I proposed to him that we should make a tour. JOHNSON. “It is the last place where I should wish to travel.” BOSWELL. “Should you not like to see Dublin, Sir?” JOHNSON. “No, Sir; Dublin is only a worse capital.” BOSWELL. “Is not the Giant’s-Causeway worth seeing?” JOHNSON. “Worth seeing, yes; but not worth going to see.”
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After yesterday’s coach extravaganza – I’ve spent less time in one crossing Belgium – I’m glad to say we’re back in the resort and have spent the morning on the beach, soaking up the sun.

The Alhambra Palace is stunning! Every corner is splendid, and it was a tough call to put the camera down (I have 430 photos on my memory card, apparently) and soak up the atmosphere. It is absolutely worth seeing, one of those things to definitely have on the bucket list, but not worth going to see. At least, if you’re starting from here.

We had a 600am wake-up for a 700am coach ride which seemed to take forever. The negatives of that were more than made up by the palace looming into view in the distance, which was an awesome experience, one of life’s ‘wow!’ moments. All we had on the way back was the promise of our beds, and the opportunity to throw off the clothes after an exceptionally long and sticky day.

I challenge anyone who wasn’t naturist to have undertaken that trip yesterday and not yearn to be rid of shoes, bras, slacks, whatever. We both had the top half of our clothing off on the walk from the bus drop off point to our apartment. Full nudity would surely have taken place too had it not been awkward to have been walking with an armful of clothing.

It was a joy to get up this morning and experience the chill of pre-sunrise, a sense of cool and comfort after yesterday’s time in a coach.

Down to the beach for an early morning swim. Chilly while getting in, marvellous when finally in, and then a breakfast and a return to the beach for a couple of hours lazing on the sun beds for hire. For us, the middle part of the day is far too hot to lie in, so we’ve come back to the apartment for some rehydration and relaxation in the shade.

Sylvia remains transfixed with the world of SL. While I thought I undertook a reasonable reflection of her current look, she has determined she should take ownership of the avatar and ‘tweak’ it a bit. Currently, it’s an exercise in me sending her landmarks and her then spending her own linden dollars on a slew of things. I think I’ve created an SL addict! Of course, I think we all began SL with an ‘addiction’ phase, logging in at every opportunity.

She has promised to model a variety of looks a little later.

One of the things that she has already bought is….wait for it!….pubic hair! Yes, the woman who has been keeping it bare down there for 10-15 years has purchased pubic hair for her SL avatar. The reason for this is because, as the holiday progresses, it’s absolutely clear and certain that naturist women appear to be abandoning the razor in increasing numbers.

Of course, I’m not talking about a ‘back to the 70s’ look here, although we’ve actually seen one or two of those as well. But it’s absolutely apparent to us that pubic hair is slowly being resurrected. I imagine that is not a view that some readers may wish to contemplate.

Pubic hair does tend to thin with age, and it’s noticeable that those remaining resolutely depilated are more mature women. As the link says, ‘For some women, however, the thinning of the pubic hair can be very disconcerting. Women may feel that their genitals are more exposed and visible’. 

I have to say that this -regardless of my age- was a prime reason for never having fallen under the spell of the razor. To go ‘bare down there’ almost certainly would have left me feeling a bit more ‘exposed’. Perhaps I’d have become used to the look and never given it another thought. Another reason for me not going for a full bare look was there have been occasions where I’ve gone for ‘the bikini line’ (because I’ve been on textile holidays, and because I go to a swimming pool, and didn’t want stray hair from the bikini briefs or swimsuit) and I found that to be an itchy experience best not repeated. At the time, getting a swimsuit whose shape wasn’t cut for ‘trimmed’ or ‘bare’ was a tough job, although I’ve since found an online source of more ‘retro’ swimwear with a cut that best suits a 1950s style of pub grooming (i.e none! 🙂 )

Sylvia won’t mind me saying that she’s keen to keep up with fashion trends, and so the razor, applied religiously as part of her shower routine each day so far, did not make an appearance this morning!

While some bushes are no longer being trimmed 😉 others have been cut well back. I’m speaking of the shrubbery around the urbanisation, leaving many gardens much more open than was previously the case. This has had the benefit of us falling into conversation with some of the neighbours previously hidden behind high hedges. These are now at waist height, and allowed Sylvia to converse with a Belgian couple who live a couple of doors away, and whom I’ve nodded to and smiled at for several years without being able to hold a conversation.

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Shrubbery cut down has allowed Sylvia to engage in some animated conversation with our Belgian neighbours.

Note that she is developing a look of her own.

Tonight is St.Juan’s night, bonfires on the beach, nude midnight swimming (including by those who would not categorise themselves as naturist), music and drunken revelry. We’ll be there and I’ll be reporting back on that tomorrow.