[Hiking] Flashing and exhibiting at Sainte-Victoire

It's Easter Monday and the weather is beautiful. With MrSirban, we made ourselves want to do a “real hike”. I'm not talking about a little walk in the scrubland for an hour or two. We hesitate between the Calanques and the mountain dear to Cézanne. Finally, we opt for the second option the day before with the idea of flashing and exhibiting at the Sainte-Victoire.

We had tried the ascent in 2015 by the Imoucha road without having provided the appropriate shoes. We had to turn back. Since, we went back once in 2020 with Palasoul and Mme_Intimement. We are from the neighboring department of Var, we do not think of hiking on this side of Provence. That's too bad, because there are about thirty hiking trails just for Sainte-Victoire. We arrived around 9:30 am at the Plan d'En Chois car park, it is already full. We fall back on that of the Bouquet a little higher. It was not necessary to arrive later, because it is already very full !

Looking at the indicative sign, we chat with two men studying hiking. They didn't prepare it at all. We advise them in relation to what we have read by making it clear that we have never done it. We laugh, we joke. Just before you go, I want to flash in front of the card ! This is the beginning, I am still fresh and valiant. We take the trail and very quickly, we see the objective : the Cross of Provence at the top of the Sainte-Victoire mountain in 946 metres of altitude #8217. MrSirban proposes that I show off. I unveil my breasts proudly, when the two men crossed below call us to take a picture of Us…

Flute flute flute ! I quickly repack the equipment (Yes, you read, since we try the Spanish jerks between my breasts, I believe in it !). I'm still putting my lolos in the tank top when they arrive in front of us smiling.. I wonder how little they do not suspect something. Anyway, they take this picture of Us in Love and… dead of laughter ! We escaped beautiful ! It starts strong this hike.

We let the two friends get ahead, because we feel that we will make the climb with them if we maintain the conversation. Not that they are unpleasant, but it may complicate our naughty plans. We follow the path to an olive grove dominated by the imposing massif. We notice a large stone to hide from hikers while seeing the mountain. There are a lot of people unfortunately ! Between spring weather and public holiday Monday, we all had the same idea.

The hike is of medium difficulty with a difference in altitude of 650m. It officially stretches on 12 Miles, but according to our connected watches we did 16 Miles. I made us branch off from the initial path and my Man is not very motivated by the ruins of the hamlet of Le Trou. I am well aware that this slightly deviates the trajectory, but the toponym inspires and breathes the exhibition ! After climbing a few steps (and saw a squirrel), we are already at the ruins of the old chapel.

A man climbs. That's crazy, even there we are not quiet ! But what is this mess ! We greet each other politely. It leaves at high speed by climbing along the walls. It disappears from the field of vision and reappears for a brief moment. It disappears again, then reappears before disappearing again. It's fast, it's Spiderman ! He doesn't look very bad. With MrSirban, we cast a complicit look at each other and despite his presence in the vicinity, we still make the exhibitions.

Walkers can be heard walking and chatting on the main trail. Usually, in outdoor exhibition, we prefer places with an unobstructed and open view to see people coming and be able to react immediately. We do not like to practice blind exhibition. Having no visibility, I did not want to get hairy in order to get dressed quickly if necessary. We are always very vigilant. Have fun yes, but hit no !

The hole that gave the name to the hamlet is not the vault in front of which I exhibit myself, but it is a kind of cave, a cavity in the rock. The vault in question is that of the old chapel built – it would seem – in the eighteenth century. It would have replaced an old house. I hope for the people living there that they were self-sufficient and did not have too much to go back and forth to the neighboring villages because it is still far away ! The ideal place to strip naked and enjoy the sweetness of spring.

MrSirban presses me for photos. It's already 10:30 and he believes that we are not there if we take a naughty break of thirty minutes every time there is a nice corner ! Why, he is not wrong. I have one last erotic desire… The only problem : the wall allowing access to the vault must be 1m30/1m40 and I cap at 1m55. My Beloved is forced to make me the short ladder so that I can climb up there ! It is in-chan-té… already that he does not want, I put it to use ! Love is beautiful !

I am well perched at the top, overlooking the Cézanne refuge, seeing in the distance the Cross of Provence ! My Beloved finally finds the idea nice. The setting is superb. First kneeling on the old stone, I reveal to him my chest and my smooth pubis, then I gain confidence and show off my buttocks, the leggings lowered on the calves and hands spreading the rounded lobes of my bounced seant. We would have made a photo lying and arched or even on all fours, but people are coming. I guess them below. I get dressed in less time than it takes to write this sentence and go down to join MrSirban. The gentleman climbing when we arrived comes out of nowhere with a smile up to his ears and a complexion tomato red ruddy… He has a sparkling eye. he observed everything hidden in a corner the rascal ! I am absolutely sure of that !

It went back to the Priory at first and then the Cross of Provence if there is a little energy left. MrSirban was born in Marseille and grew up in Toulon. He climbed the Sainte-Victoire several times as a child and teenager.. For my part, it is a great first and the landscapes are superb. In the distance, we see the Bimont Dam where we had made exhibitions in kind in 2014.

We follow the path conscientiously “Red”, but landmarks are sometimes masked by vegetation or positioned further than the intersection. The exhibits are all or almost all in the vicinity of people or even in front of them. We are almost never quiet. On several occasions, we meet hikers complaining about the crowds or calling the trail a highway of the sun. We have to wait to double or put aside to let go with the different rhythms of each. The trail splits in two (easy and difficult). The difficult part requires a little climbing. We took the lazy option !

Some passages are a bit tricky with smooth or even slippery stones and there is a time when it's a little steep ! Nothing insurmountable, but we have a bit of the feeling of not seeing the end. We encourage each other between hikers when we are struggling. The atmosphere is nice !

Arrival at the Priory is a relief, even if we apprehend the descent because places are steep. It's impressive to finish your hike in this place. MrSirban wants to take a picture of me with my breasts in the air in front of the gate. There's a crazy world and I'm waiting for them “Good victims” to make this public exhibition ! C ’ is feeling. There are people I don't feel like revealing my charms in front of and others who make me feel comfortable.. I can't really explain why, it's up to the feeling.

Father Jean Aubert built this place in the seventeenth century out of affection for the old chapel Venture, dating from the thirteenth century and falling into ruins. The work lasted about twenty years. They had to struggle to mount the equipment at the Priory ! MrSirban has plenty of childhood memories, like so many madeleine of Proust. He sees himself picnicking on a low wall in the shade of a pine tree. Play on the esplanade. He finds the place as he left them thirty years ago. Lull in sight : everyone seems to fork towards the Croix de Provence. We are almost alone to do a cultural flashing with the monastery to my left (Today a refuge), The esplanade, the cistern and the Sainte-Victoire chapel with the prior's dwelling behind me.

There are still about forty meters of ascent. This last passage is very steep. We meet the two men of the departure, we congratulate ourselves ! It's noon sharp. We were a bit long : 2h30 by making a detour to the hamlet of Le Trou for naughty photos for 30 minutes. Our reward is to be able to devour the sandwiches with a 360° panorama overlooking the valley. What is beautiful ! The place is majestic, but there are a lot of people as you can see on the short video. When I tell you that I often have people in front of me during the exhibitions, I'm not lying ! We have a lot of flaws but not this one.

We manage to find a place for two with a breathtaking view. We pause an hour before the descent. The last half hour seemed like an eternity. MrSirban like me have a lot of pain in my toes (you can laugh). Our toes are on fire. If the terrain wasn't so rough, I'll have ended up barefoot ! It's a brazier in our ! Despite these last delicate moments, we had a great day. Physically, we had aches and pains for two days by discovering a muscle that we do not know exists. We found the place so beautiful that it deserves a few cramps !