We camped at Antelope Island State Park in the Great Salt Lake, where antelope, buffalo, and many coyote roam. The campsite location was beautiful, and it was eerie to hear two separate coyote families howling & yipping at dusk on on either side of the campsite. I sent mental signals to the families camping nearby to keep their small children within sight.
The only disconcerting thing was the guy parked across the way from our site who was throwing his own private party. He stayed in his car, alone, and played rare Dire Straits on his car radio, alternating the volume from soft to very loud. Sometimes he took out a huge spotlight and waved it around over his head. This continued, despite protestations from us and another camper from the other end of the campground, until well into the night. Finally, after admitting to the neighbor he was sloshed and asking him to keep him company (the man refused), he turned off the radio. It was like he had temporary amnesia. We were kind of scared, not wanting to get out of our tent, with no phone service, and helpless to do anything about the situation. He was the most bizarre drunk I have ever encountered.Anyway, on to more positive energy... BURNING MAN! Where peace, love, community, art & conscientiousness reign supreme. As we entered the festival in the Black Rock Desert, the entire Black Rock City (as it is called for the week) was shut down due to a "brown-out." It was the worst dust storm I have EVER seen. I was driving to the gate following the taillights in front of me & couldn't even see two feet in front of the car! But, after a mere 4 hours of waiting in line, the wind died down & set up camp. If you want to hear more about the amazing experience of Burning Man & stories of debauchery & parties in the desert, just ask.
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