#59 — Dead or Alive | If you prefer 47 F (8 C) to 47 C (116 F), the company of 20 mortals instead of 80,000, visit
Burning Man: Off-Season
The Black Rock Desert in Spring
It’s quite windy on the playa. The Bone Tree’s wheels were taken off after she sprinted across the sand, leaving breadcrumbs and bones behind.
Imagine songs being sung aboard the deck of the 20-year-old Narwhal while silver people dance around her.
Everyone is seeking shelter from the storm . . .
Most often found in the dark forests of eastern Europe, the Baba Yaga house stands tall on patas de pollo. The steep stairways, a bit like a climb up Chichen Itza, only much shorter, and with no sacrifices in the bird cage at the top that I know of.
On chicken feet, she walks across la playa toward the ever-changing colors of the Calico Mountains.
The Granite Mountains. 9,700 foot peaks. Mt. Analogue?
The distance is deceiving on the vast playa. From base camp at Fly Ranch, we loaded our gear and headed for the snow-capped mountains. Three days later, we reached its foot. Climbing 12 hours a day. Stopping only for trail mix and coffee. Past the snow level and into the clouds,
May 6, International Labyrinth Day. The playa labyrinth is a mile long magically woven by founders (rocks loaded into wheelbarrows, up a gradual slope) — why did we not start at the finish and finish at the start? The labyrinth is a mile long inside a 60 foot circle for meditations on world ️☮️.
Walking to Fly Geyser . . .
Is “Burning Man” as well-known as we, in northern Nevada, think it is?
Been there? Done that?
❤️Thanks to Mimi, our docent.
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