The first thing you need to know about my burn is that it almost didn’t happen.
Tejas’ Motorbeast broke down in Auburn.
Then again just outside of Gerlach.
I got the last seat (right next to the toilet) on a Burner Express bus heading to the playa with an overnight bag, a liter of water, and simply the HOPE that the Motorbeast would make it.
I arrived on the playa to blazing 100+ degree heat in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
No Motorbeast in sight.
It was too hot to do anything so I hunkered down in the shade with my awesome camp mates and begged water off of people.
I also changed into my favorite bodysuit.
It was the only other piece of clothing in my overnight bag and was much cooler than what I was wearing.
I totally rocked the scrunch butt even though it gave me a permanent wedgie.
The Motorbeast arrived with much fanfare at 6:00 pm.
Tejas spent almost 6 hours in the Gate line.
This burn is a true testament to the tenacity of that man, and I am forever grateful he took on the responsibility of carting our gear and our home out to the playa.
I heart that man.
He pushed for repairs and got the Motorbeast back on the road and to the playa.
We are HOME!