Random Playa Moments
- Clar-i-ty
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Random Playa Moments
Last year before the Temple Burn I was lucky enough to see two naked poi dancers. It seemed so natural and beautiful. Amazing to watch. And I thought, "where else could someone do that?"
GET OUT OF MY TRUCK HIPPIE!
- Fire_Moose
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- Ugly Dougly
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- Lassen Forge
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Building the MV - spensive.
Trailering it to BRC, having various issues come up on the way - More 'spensive
Riding the MV back from the waffle... batteries go dead. Gotta wait for it to self-recharge, meanwhile a white out starts. Start to move a bit, batteries go out again. Crawling across the playa in negligable visibility, 2 MPH maybe, one stage at a time, took about an hour and a half to get back. Priceless.
Trailering it to BRC, having various issues come up on the way - More 'spensive
Riding the MV back from the waffle... batteries go dead. Gotta wait for it to self-recharge, meanwhile a white out starts. Start to move a bit, batteries go out again. Crawling across the playa in negligable visibility, 2 MPH maybe, one stage at a time, took about an hour and a half to get back. Priceless.
Re: Random Playa Moments
Haha I'm pretty sure you saw my friends spinningClar-i-ty wrote:Last year before the Temple Burn I was lucky enough to see two naked poi dancers. It seemed so natural and beautiful. Amazing to watch. And I thought, "where else could someone do that?"
- CLARKcon
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Walking out and towards open playa & seeing a very small, five-petal blue flower growing out of one of the cracks in the dust---stooped down and stared at it an awe, nothing around for 3/4th's of a mile in any direction...beautiful, resilent little flower 
COFFEE CAMP : "The Social Hub of the Uncivilized World"
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Walking out to the temple burn in 04 ... noticing the bike tire marks. Noticed how many people's lives had touched though they did not know it as their tracks crossed in the dust. And coming to peace with the notion that it was a good thing that they did not touch the same spot at the same time as that would be disaster. So it is a good thing that they never met, even if they left a marking of their passage.
There seemed something so profound about it at the time that seems much less profound today.
Sometimes it is best not to meet but only to know you aren't really alone.
There seemed something so profound about it at the time that seems much less profound today.
Sometimes it is best not to meet but only to know you aren't really alone.
Pabst Blue Ribbon - The beer that made Gerlach famous.
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taintedbytrolls
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bride to the temple
in '07 while I was riding my bike looking to hook up with a camp who said I could perform. It was very dusty... had my mask and goggles on and a bike trailer. This group of women came up to me and asked if my trailer could hold a young lady. Yes, I replied as I had taken my girlfriend out for a ride the night prior. So they asked me if I would escort their bride to the temple to be married. I was honored. So I led the precession. It was beautiful... here I was leading this group of wonderful women out to the temple so the beautiful bride could be married. I made a circle around the temple to announce we were there. They never saw my face yet they were so grateful and gracious.
- themoonlightseedling
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Tuesday night, dressed in matching pink fur coat, legwarmers, and furry bike... my bike got stolen from right behind me as I was talking to someone.
So many people lending me their bikes while my bike was missing, including the twice-my-size bike that left a scar on my leg from trying to mount... lent so I could actually take 4 bags of ice back to camp.
On Thursday, seeing my bike chained up outside an Esplanade camp. My friend went into the dome, waited until the lady giving a lecture passed him the microphone and pleading with whoever had it to come outside and unchain it, no questions asked. He cried for the first time in years as he explained how important my bike was to me.
The people who had it were out of the dome before he even finished - they'd found it out in deep playa, beat up, tires flat, headlamp ripped off, and an attempt to tear the pink fur off (earlier in the week, one of my friends had seen a bleach-blonde party boy riding it, but was currently on top of a moving art bus and couldn't jump off). The finders were so happy to be able to return it to me! They gave bot my friend and myself beautiful smooth black stones (mine now resides in my medicine bag), and I gave them my coveted raw food brownies!
So many people lending me their bikes while my bike was missing, including the twice-my-size bike that left a scar on my leg from trying to mount... lent so I could actually take 4 bags of ice back to camp.
On Thursday, seeing my bike chained up outside an Esplanade camp. My friend went into the dome, waited until the lady giving a lecture passed him the microphone and pleading with whoever had it to come outside and unchain it, no questions asked. He cried for the first time in years as he explained how important my bike was to me.
The people who had it were out of the dome before he even finished - they'd found it out in deep playa, beat up, tires flat, headlamp ripped off, and an attempt to tear the pink fur off (earlier in the week, one of my friends had seen a bleach-blonde party boy riding it, but was currently on top of a moving art bus and couldn't jump off). The finders were so happy to be able to return it to me! They gave bot my friend and myself beautiful smooth black stones (mine now resides in my medicine bag), and I gave them my coveted raw food brownies!