Tag Archives: Burning Man 2014

Travel Out of Time

My life is not measured by the number of breaths that I take but by the number of moments that take my breath away. I’ve inhaled hugely. I’ve exhaled with intention and gratitude.





Brassy bits been removed. Stress and desperate phone calls. Chris, proprietor of Desert Bound RV does not instill confidence, does not answer his phone nor return calls. He now has the non-functioning device, and my receipt and I’m out $110 cash. I had to have the work done by a friend of friend. Thanks Bill!


simple_propaneThe good news is that everything is working and I’m on track to hit the road. Stove connected to new propane tank and fridge cold and stocked with all the essentials.








propaneThe shiny, brassy bits in the middle there are not functioning. In fact, when I try to use this set up, big propane leak. Not good. May delay my wild blue adventure. But not by very much.


My first shift with Emergency Services is on the 14th. ETA to playa 13th for acclimating. Everything else is ready to go.

Wild Blue Yonder

That blue, blue sky behind me is stunning, no? Photo credit: Stacy Doolittle. She happened by as I was prepping TANK for 12th trip to the playa, aka Burning Man. We blast off into that wild blue yonder soon, me and Bela, the Burner Cat. This will be her 10th Burn, more than most humans.


Also behind me is the blue shower water barrel; I’m dragging the garden hose up the ladder and cleaning it for the trip. Lots to do yet before we leave. Propane issues top the list. Upgrade to enlarge propane storage capacity seems to have backfired. TANK is sturdy, if ancient. Named by Rick Corbin. May he rest in peace. When asked his opinion about my 1-ton-chasis van purchase, he inspected and crawling out from underneath, looked up to me and said, “Karen, this thing is a TANK!”  Thus the vanity plate which reads ‘O TANK U’.


Bumper Stickers on the back of TANK:

Be Your Own Goddess   Drug Abuse Is Bad The Drug War is Worse    TTITD (That Thing In The Desert-code for Burning Man)    What Would Neil Young Do?   and my favorite, actually ON the bumper:

My Inner Child Is An Honor Student At Black Rock City High

Thanks to the Air Force for use of their theme song. No sailing the mighty Highway 395 until Chris, Desert Bound RV, helps me to unravel the gaseous mystery and lack of working stove and fridge. More later.