A road trip with my best friend is probably my favorite thing in the whole world. We listen to music & informative pod casts while blasting down the highway in his convertible. We stay in cheap motels, explore little towns, eat at roadside diners and talk. The kind of talking you do when you have endless hours to do it. It’s not a quick recap of your day, it’s the digging deep conversations, the meat of life.
My best friend & I set out for Burning Man with a sense of adventure. The road trip there & back, done many times now, is often even more special to me than the actual Burning Man event. We drove for a couple days in his convertible & rented an RV closer to Nevada where we continued in to meet our camp which included cherished friends we’ve been camping with for years & a few new additions this year: Ceara Lynch, her boyfriend & ‘Nate Bitch’ (sub boy that stayed with Ceara & I in Tampa & Vegas.)
As always, Burning Man was great. Here’s a hodge-podge of pics from the week-long event:
I had a couple of nice visits from the famous Jack Hammer who I had met while filming at Kink.com a couple years ago. He’s an amazing performer & person. His fight with Cancer is inspirational (currently in remission).
With another amazing Burning Man under our belt we headed out to trade the RV back in for the convertible. The loose plan was to head to LA to film with Lexi Sindel but my friend didn’t feel like doing the long drive South so I spontaneously came up with another plan (& booked a separate trip to LA the end of Sept. See previous blog post). With limited internet access I got the address for a hot springs resort a couple hours away. I didn’t have much information and was surprised to discover a full-on hippie extravaganza. Sure, there were hot springs…but so much more. Naked people everywhere, healthy hippie food, yoga, meditation, ecstatic dancing, loads of self-improvement work shops…ya know, the usual new-age stuff for hippies with fat wallets. I’m pretty comfortable in that scene. I don’t necessarily fit in but they tend to be a friendly bunch & stress-free.
I loved it there. We soaked under the stars for hours & met some groovy folks. I was given a kind of water massage/hippie dance thingy that was fun & only a little creepy. It really felt like we were in a very different place, a different country or even a different planet really.
Photography was not allowed at all, actually no cell phones either, so the only photo I have is just outside the resort where a deer was enjoying the offers at an alter:
We were supposed to leave the next day but I met a fellow who caught my fancy. Actually it was his trouser snake that caught my attention…remember, everyone was naked, so ‘trouser snake’ is even funnier. We stayed a second night so I could have my pipes cleaned and it was well-worth it.
Those two days at that resort were surreal. We made fast-friends with many people who worked there or went there often. It quickly felt like home & I understood why some people go there & never leave.
Back on the road again we ended up in Portland for the night & were treated to the hospitality of Ceara Lynch. She just moved into her giant new house so had plenty of space for us. I’m so proud of her, at 27 to have put herself through school & bought two houses.
We then made our way home to Vancouver after a rejuvenating & memorable two week adventure.