It finally made it back to me.
Four weeks had passed since it was dropped into the alkaline dust of Nevada’s Black Rock Desert, aka the Playa.
Holding it in my hand once again, feelings of astonishment and belief mixed around in my head; then a grin, almost a… Read the rest
As you enter Black Rock City, the greeter at the gate gives you a big hug and says, Welcome Home.
It’s an apt greeting as the journey is both physically difficult and mentally hard to achieve. Though after a week surviving the elements in the remote Black Rock Desert —… Read the rest