Nudist Camping Vlog: Camping Naked at Kamp Konobe, Krk

There is something about camping that just makes me happy.

I know sleeping in a tent isn’t everyone’s idea of a relaxing holiday, but give me a little spot under the trees, coffee outside in the morning, the sea somewhere nearby and absolutely no reason to get dressed, and I’m very easily pleased. 😄

This time I was camping at Kamp Konobe on Krk Island, a naturist campsite tucked along the coast near Punat. I didn’t set out to film a proper campsite tour or review. Instead, I picked up my camera when I felt like it and ended up with a very casual little vlog from my stay — showing you my tent, the area around me, and some of the simple everyday moments that make me love naturist camping so much.

Naturist camping at Kamp Konobe on Krk

Kamp Konobe sits right by the sea on the southern part of Krk Island, surrounded by the kind of rocky Mediterranean landscape that always feels like summer to me.

It is a naturist campsite, which means that once you’re settled in, being naked quickly becomes completely unremarkable. You wake up, unzip the tent, make coffee, walk to the beach, read outside or simply sit around your campsite — and there is no constant getting dressed and undressed in between.

That is probably one of my favourite things about staying in naturist camps. It isn’t really about being naked all day. After a while you barely think about it.

You’re simply camping. Naked. And somehow that makes the whole experience feel even more relaxed.

My little camping setup

I’m definitely not going to pretend I had some glamorous Pinterest camping setup. 😂

It was a tent, my things scattered around it, my neighbour’s tent nearby, and everything I actually needed for a few days by the sea.

And I loved it.

One of the things I show in the vlog is simply the little area around my tent. There is no grand campsite tour and no perfectly scripted presentation — I’m basically standing there naked, talking to the camera and showing you where I’ve been living.

Which, honestly, feels much more like me anyway.

There is something I really enjoy about having such a tiny temporary home.

At home, life inevitably fills itself with things. There are rooms to clean, work waiting on the computer, laundry, errands, and a hundred little distractions.

At a campsite, my world suddenly becomes very small: tent, coffee, book. hammock, sea. That’s pretty much it.
And, well… a laptop. 😂

My work and personal life have always been so intertwined that there isn’t really a clear line where one stops and the other begins. It’s all just one lifestyle, and sometimes that means my laptop comes camping with me too.

I’ve actually had people get surprisingly annoyed about this before. A laptop would appear somewhere in the background of one of my camping photos, and suddenly there were comments telling me that this isn’t real camping, that they would never bring a laptop camping, that it somehow defeats the whole point.

Which always makes me laugh a little. I’m not forcing anyone else to bring theirs. 😄

For me, having it there actually gives me more freedom. It means I can stay somewhere for as long as I want without worrying about rushing home if something urgent comes up. Most of the time it can stay closed while I’m at the beach, reading or swinging in my hammock. But if I need to work for an hour, I can.

And then I close it again, take a few steps back to my tent, and I’m right back to camping.

That might not be everyone’s version of switching off, but it’s a pretty accurate picture of what my life actually looks like.

Slow mornings, coffee and nowhere to hurry

Mornings might be my favourite part of camping.

You wake up because the campsite around you is slowly waking up too. You can hear people moving around their tents and caravans, birds in the trees, someone making breakfast somewhere nearby.

And the first serious decision of the day is usually coffee. ☕️

I love sitting outside with mine and doing absolutely nothing for a while.

No swimsuit to put on before going to the beach. No need to decide what I’m wearing that day.

Eventually I grab whatever I need and wander toward the sea.

That simplicity is probably a big part of why naturist camping works so well for me. Camping already strips life down to the basics, and naturism somehow takes away one more unnecessary layer.

Literally. 😄

Beach afternoons at Kamp Konobe

Of course, being on Krk means a lot of the day eventually revolves around the sea.

The coast here is typically Croatian — rocky, clear and beautifully blue — with little places where you can find your own spot, put down a towel and stay for as long as you feel like it.

I spent some of my time simply reading naked by the water, swimming, lying in the sun, and enjoying not having much of a schedule.

Those are often my favourite moments to film as well.

Not because something spectacular is happening, quite the opposite, it’s just normal life at a naturist campsite.

And I think that’s what I want these little vlogs to show more than anything else.

Naturism doesn’t always have to be some big statement or extraordinary adventure. Sometimes it is simply reading your book naked beside the Adriatic because that feels completely normal to you.

The one time I actually got dressed 😄

There was, however, one important exception to my wonderfully clothes-free routine.

Lunch.

The restaurant area has its own rules, so I actually had to put on a dress before going for lunch.

Yes, I survived. 😂

And at least I was rewarded with a really delicious fish and a beautiful view of the sea.

It’s also a good reminder for anyone visiting a naturist campsite for the first time: naturist doesn’t necessarily mean nudity is expected absolutely everywhere.

Restaurants, reception areas, shops or certain shared facilities can have their own rules, so just pay attention to the signs and follow whatever applies at the campsite you’re visiting.

After lunch, though?

The dress could disappear again.

Why I keep coming back to naturist camping

I think what I love most about camping is how quickly I stop caring about things that normally seem important.

I don’t need much. I don’t particularly care what I look like. I don’t need somewhere fancy to sit.

I’m perfectly happy drinking coffee outside my tent, spending half the afternoon with a book at the beach and eventually ending up in a hammock doing very little.

There is something incredibly freeing about that.

Naturism fits into it naturally because it comes from the same place for me: being comfortable, slowing down, and removing things I don’t really need.

And perhaps that’s why I always end up wanting to stay just a little bit longer.

Watch my full nudist camping vlog 🎥 ⛺️

I filmed a little vlog during my stay at Kamp Konobe.

It isn’t a polished campsite tour. It’s much more personal than that — just me chatting to the camera, showing you my tent and the little area around it, drinking coffee, going for lunch, spending time naked at the beach, reading and enjoying the slow rhythm of campsite life.

Basically, you get to come camping with me for a while. 😊

👉 WATCH MY FULL NATURIST CAMPING VLOG ON PATREON

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More from my naturist travels

If you enjoyed coming camping with me, you can find more of my travels and everyday naked adventures in my Nudist Vlog.

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And I’ll definitely be taking the camera camping with me again. 🌿