Easy to be the only nude person when its 58F outside
This last fall I went to the local nudist resort. It was unseasonably cool and while warm enough to be nude after about 9 am for most at 5 am it was decidedly chilly 58F.
So two mornings in a row I was the only nude person at the nudist resort . I was determined to go nude all weekend and wasn't going to let a little overnight chill prevent me from achieving my goal. Was awesome having breakfast in the nude with everyone else clothed. I was asked several times if I was cold. Not really, when you know it will warm up as the sun rises you simply imagine the warmth. Never had any goose bumps.
I hope its chilly at the start of this season.
Once while staying at a nudist resort, one morning it was 47* outside. I wasn't allowed to smoke in the cabin we were in & had to go out on the porch for that. My lady friend with me at the time told me she had brought a robe for me, and to put it on. I told her I had come here to spend the entire time naked and I was determined to stay that way, so I toughed it out. Having a hot cup of coffee with me probably helped with that some too, each time I went out. I went 8 days straight without clothes on, on that trip.
I'm often outside in temperatures of less than 10C in the winter at home and, provided the wind isn't too strong, I have not had any problems. Mind you, sitting to have breakfast might have been a bit of a strain.
Last June at Euronat i France the morning temperature varies between 12C and 18C (53F to 64F) and I was often the only nude in the baker's queue for breakfast rolls and croissants.
Edited to add:
This morning there was a frost and at 0C I re-trimmed the bank, collected up all the trimmings and tool them to the compost heap. I also transferred a fennel root which I had dug up previously to the green recycling bag for collection on Friday morning, the whole lot taking a little over five minutes.
I am pretty sturdy when it comes to outdoor temps because I live in a cold climate. I can think of a few occasions visiting California beaches (Blacks and San Gregorio come to mind) where I was the sole nudie strolling the length of the beach Everyone else was wrapped up like Barbara Hershey in Beaches, peering out at me like I was nuts. But I was having a great time, cool breeze nourishing my bare skin.