| The first day, before the dust storms. |
| Matching cushy seats |
| Barbie Death Camp |
| Dust storms lasted for hours at a time. |
| Zip line time |
| Big collection of rubber stamps to choose from. I just got a peace sign on my shoulder. |
| Golden Calf Bar. Remember, no money is exchanged, but they did ask for donations of booze. |
| Tan all over |
| Susan and me at the Duck Pond during one of the worst dust storms. |
| Of course, I had my side kick with me. |
| More revelers at the Duck Pond, hardly noticing the dust. |
| On top of the Panorama, overlooking the campgrounds at Burning Man 2015. |
| View of Black Rock City from the Panorama |
| Celebrating his 30th birthday, Burning Man style |
| A creative use of sea shells |
| No beer for me |
| The Burning Man Choir |
| This is how we roll in Black Rock City |
| Truck and RV rental companies must make a killing during Burning Man. But they also have to deal with the dust when the vehicles are returned. |
| Who said size doesn't matter? |
| Giant Swingline Stapler |
| 1400 potties for 70,000 burners |
| Got balls? |
| I think he missed a spot. |
| Midday at the Oasis |
| Catching the sunset from a bus-top balcony |
| Purple haze |
| Getting ready to inflate |
| Russian Rouletta Camp. I heard they gave a lot of vodka lessons. |
| Ta Da! These two went all around camp saying "Ta Da." |
| My friends Pam and Donna put together this little photo op, complete with skeleton dog and tutus. |
| Couldn't resist a silly self portrait |
| The Kissy Fish car that Susan rode around in with her friends. |