New Zealand offers all varieties of creatures living in its nature- even strange ones. One of nature's living beings turned out to be a very special and nude present on my birthday.

My birthday was coming up. We’ve planned on having some lazy days at a famous national park in the northern part of the southern island of New Zealand. Abel Tasman was the perfect spot for relaxation. This beautiful park has a unique shoreline with rock formations and a dense forest on one site and a fine sandy beach and blue water on the other. Crystal clear streams flow through green valleys and end up in the ocean. At Te Pukatea Bay, a perfect crescent-shaped cove of golden sand, a hiking trail leads up Pitt Head to an ancient Maori Pa fort. The view is breathtaking. One time in the park involved hopping onto the boat, getting off somewhere else, hiking through the forest and over bridges, sunbathing and just enjoying our lives. Just perfect for us. 

Pros don't need the boat shuttle at all. They hike through the park armed with tents and water to get to the very end. As a tipp: you can rent shags as well - no need to bring your tent, if you ever feel like hiking the Abel Tasman. 

This story is a little different. Just put yourself into our shoes for a second. 

One beautiful morning - my birthday- we filled our backpacks with buns and rolls, water, grapes and other nice food for the day. Ready for the hike we started off at the park entry. Our hike along the coast we passed flat plants, blue coves and little sandy beaches. As we skipped breakfast at the beach it was time to sit down for a little and eat. Behind a path curve we ducked under the plants to a cozy beach and found ourselves a nice spot. Blanket and food was a perfect energy source for the upcoming hike.

Soothing time passed, bottles emptied and grapes picked. We were going to get ready to leave until this man showed up. He looked pretty average in his mid thirties, but that was hard to guess. We were chatting away about the weather and the park - just a simple smalltalk really. We figured he was German as well. That seemed to erase his timidnes and he went to ask for his quest. He started off saying he likes pictures taken off him. He was all by himself and could need a hand. As I am more likely to be a better photographer I took the unpaid job. It's just gonna take a couple of minutes, right? Wrong. He hasn't proposed his full question yet. Seconds later he started talking about his holiday picture preferences. It's not about the angel or position - it's about the amount of cloth he is wearing. He popped the question: Can you take nude pictures of me on the beach?

Germans are known to be helpful, funny and peaceful - right? Anyways I figured we need to fulfill his urge to have pictures of him without clothes on a beach in Abel tasman. That doesn't happen often, especially not on your birthday. We moved a bit to the back of the beach. He got undressed and positioned himself. I figured we need to spice things up a little. While he stripped down his cloth I started taking pictures. Mister Nudist had to hop from one stone to the other, get down on his knees - back up again and look over his shoulder. We got him to make some “manly” poses. We gave him room to flex his body in all ways. Play girl could have started a whole campaign with my glamorous nude pictures. He was visibly happy from time to time.

After 30 minutes we finished our photoshoot. He switched the cards in the camera and we said goodbye. If you see one picture on the web with one nude guy with two fully clothed women taking pictures of him at the beach - that might be us. Time to hit the road into the park. I will never forget my German stripper at the beach in Abel Tasman in New Zealand. Happy birthday to me. 

P.s.: We can still recommend you to visit the National Park. Not all Germans are into nudism.