Dottie and I had planned and plotted since the previous year and we were going in style. Dottie had a cab-over camper and we loaded it (OVERloaded it) on my truck and headed off on the secret shortcut to Black Rock City.

Jungo Road was worse than last year, Hycroft must not maintain the road anymore. I babied the old pick-up along at less than 45 the first 52 Miles and after we passed the mine the road was flat fucking awful. We accessed the Black Rock Playa near Trego Hot Springs and circled the containment fence to arrive at the front gate of Black Rock City. My friend, Aaron Castro, had staked out a half block perimeter for use by DPW personnel and we set up our camps at 240 and Mizzen. As we ventured out into the early evening the sounds of Burning Man were coming from all directions, weird and wonderful music played at max volume from literally hundreds of sources, some next door, some miles away.

Dottie and I were camping next to Cindy Jo Hansen (Rachel the Floozie), also from Winnemucca, and this was her first burn. If you've never been to burning man, I'm not going to even try to explain it to you. Here are pictures of some of the mutant vehicles. The theme was the floating world so there are lots of ships.

The camps on our street ranged from Abstininth where they served shots of absinthe under a "No Drugs" banner, to Pinkys, which was a pole-dancers free for all.The Black Rock Bait Shop had the best sound system on the block, playing pirate chantys and seafarin' music all night. Somewhere in the middle of that block was camp Winnamucca. I didn't get to see as much of the city as I wanted to, one of the reasons was that there were bars at both ends of the block and I never could get past one without stopping for a drink. Also, I figured it was my duty to my loyal patrons back home at the bar to get as many pictures of the girls at Pinkys as possible. There are some pictures from Pinkys further down on the page.

Dottie brought about a ton of lingerie and frilly feminine foofaraw to burning man, both to dress herself (she changed clothes 5 times a day), and to outfit anybody, male or female, that walked down our street so she could take their picture. That's the other reason I never got out of my neighborhood. I was thinking of the miners back home, who wouldn't forgive me if I neglected to collect pictures for them to look at on the website. All the pictures of naked men were taken by Dottie or Cindy !

Friends, Lovers, and Other Strangers

I'm sure you've heard all the strange things that people say about Burning Man, and the truth is that there is all manner of weirdness on the playa if you go out and look for it. It's kind of like the internet. You ended up here didn't you? Most of the photos taken at night are low quality because the dust in the air reflected the flash back at the camera so it looks like it's snowing on the desert.

Playa Bus	Aliens	Alien	Painted Tits
Whip Dot	Fire Fountain	Fire Marchers	Funk Mobile
Forest	Grasslands	Temple	Discman
WhipMachine	Burn Barrel	Tall Dude	Dust Ballet

flamethrower	Flame on	aarons fire	Whooom !!
The Man	That Night	Red Sky at Night	Sailors Delight
burn	Burn	The	Man
!!BURN!!	THE	!!MAN!!	Pet Fire Vortexs

Blissfully Afterburned