The Montana Nudist Traveler's Guide

The Top Places In Montana Where You’ll Get To Go Buck Naked and Have a Great Time

De: Kristin Williams

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

If you’ve ever looked out over a sweeping Montana mountain range and thought, Wow, this view would be even better if I wasn’t wearing pants, congratulations—you’re my kind of person.

Because Montana? Oh honey. It’s not just Big Sky Country. It’s Big Naked Butt Country.

There’s something about all this open land that just begs for a little breeze on the booty. The towering peaks. The endless prairies. The wild, unapologetic nature of it all. Montana is basically daring you to drop trou and become one with the elk.

And honestly? I accepted that dare years ago and haven’t looked back (except to check for ticks, because this is still America and we have to be realistic).

Welcome to The Montana Nudist Traveler’s Guide, your highly useful, questionably appropriate, often hilarious handbook to getting butt naked and loving every second of it in one of the most ruggedly gorgeous states in the U.S.

This isn’t your average travel guide with laminated maps and carefully curated sunset shots. This is the real stuff—told by a real woman (hi, I’m Kristin) who has gotten lost naked in a field of wildflowers, flashed a retired park ranger by accident, and once tried to build a towel fort in the back of a Subaru to “preserve the sanctity of nudity.” It didn’t work. But I tried.

Why Montana? Why Naked? Why Now?

Because you haven’t truly lived until you’ve felt your bare ass touch the rocky banks of a hot spring while a bald eagle flies overhead like it approves of your lifestyle choices.

Because clothing is expensive, itchy, and unnecessary 67% of the time.

Because nudity isn’t about shock value—it’s about freedom. Real, full-body, wind-in-your-bits, pine-scented freedom.
And Montana? It’s made for it.

This state is one giant outdoor cathedral of don’t-tell-me-what-to-do energy. It practically screams, “Strip down and scream your truth into a canyon!” Which I have done. Twice. Got an echo and everything. Felt holy.

What You’ll Find in This Guide

Each chapter of this book will take you on a journey through the best places in Montana to let it all hang out. From steamy hot springs to topless trailheads, we’ll explore the hidden gems, the half-legal haunts, and the naked-friendly havens where you can be your truest, skin-covered self.

You’ll also get:

• Actual travel tips (yes, I do real research… occasionally)
• Nudist etiquette (because nobody wants to be that guy with a bong and a weird stare)
• Cautionary tales (featuring ants, gravity, and one terrifying duck)
• And of course, plenty of personal stories, most of which involve me losing a towel at a deeply inconvenient moment.

Let’s Be Clear: This Is Not a Fancy Guidebook

This book does not come with QR codes or sleek maps printed on sustainably sourced birch bark. This is the scrappy, hilarious, totally uncensored truth about what it means to roam Montana fully exposed. It’s about finding beauty, connection, and joy in the wild—and doing it all with your butt cheeks getting even sun exposure.

So, You Ready?

Pack light (or, you know, not at all).

Grab your towel.

Charge your phone in case you fall down a slope and need someone to bring bug spray and a robe.

And prepare to fall in love—with the land, with your body, and maybe with a stranger named Jerry at a clothing-optional campground who plays the harmonica too often but gives great hugs.

This is Montana, baby.

Let’s get naked.