Now, it used to be what happens in Gerlach, stays in Gerlach. But, with today's social media, how can that be? I'm going to share a very small bit of Gerlachfest 2016 with you. Yes, I'm going to keep some of the shenanigans secret :-)
So, let's just start at the beginning. I left our house on Thursday, Sept. 29 just before noon. My goal was Tonopah, NV, only about 300 miles away. Eric had to work but would leave home later in the evening and meet me in Tonopah. So, off I went! I took a bit of a back road route, a route with which I'm very familiar. I did stop to take a picture here at the border of Utah and Nevada!
I turned onto the ET Highway (aka NV 375) and made the mandatory rest stop at Rachel, NV to snap a few photos.
Looking to the east from Rachel - lots of nothing for miles and miles and miles. Better have plenty of gas, water, tools and whatever else one might need to be self sufficient because there is no cell service out here!
Also, watch out for wild horses and donkeys. Yes, really!
I made a pit stop on US 6. Quite a pleasant little rest stop with nothing around as far as the eye can see.
Eric arrived about 10 pm after a long day at work and a longer ride in the dark. Thank goodness the cows were not on the road! We stayed up way too late and I was very happy my honey was safe with me.
The next morning we took our time dinking around and having a really good brekkie at the Best Westie! We only had about another 300 miles to Gerlach so no hurries. Back on the road, we headed north. A few rest stops and lunch at Fernley, then we were off to our final destination. We arrived in Gerlach about 2:30 pm or so and made a beeline to Bruno's Country Club and Motel where we would get our room assignment and keys.
Outside is this ancient telephone booth that still has a real dial up telephone!
I kind of think we went to bed sometime after midnight, but heck, it was Gerlachfest, and frankly, I don't remember and I don't give a damn! However, the next morning as I left the room, I spied this on the lobby table.
George (#5) and Buffy Swetland offered to chauffeur peeps to the Playa in their Austrian Troop Mover (not the official name of the vehicle, but what do I know?). I was one of the lucky ones and trepidatiously climbed the ladder to the bed of the behemoth. I was in good company, Tess Crockett/Loomer was riding along as well.
Here are just a few pics of our arrival at the Playa. Games were about to commence. Yes games. Ride by Barbie shooting, group shooting, destroy Barbie shooting, make more brass shooting. You get the gist.
There were a lot more cars this year than bikes on the Playa. Nice for me :-) So, riders let other riders ride their ride to shoot at Barbie. Some even went two up! Thanks to the riders for being so accommodating. Here are some of the bikes and riders getting ready to line up for ride by shooting fun.
Following the motorcycle ride by shootings, a whole truck load of peeps climbed into the troop carrier for a massive drive by shoot em up!
Somehow, we all managed to get back to Bruno's after the Playa events. It was party central on the porch with Mark Crane's Vitamix going at full speed. Warning - Mark's smoothies are LETHAL. I partook in 2010 and haven't since. Hahahaha, you poor Virgins that don't know any better, drink away because soon you'll be deflowered by the FIREWALK! Yup, if you haven't been to a Gerlachfest, well, you haven't been. The newbies have an initiation that is the FIREWALK. Just wait until dark.....
So, we spent the time after the Playa games hanging out at the porch with Mark's Vitamix going full strength. Lots of chatting, looking at bikes, hanging out. It was all good :-)
Oh no, we still had the Virgin Firewalkers! Waiting.....
Me? Not so much. I woke up, gathered my stuff, packed my bike and headed to Bruno's for brekkie! Usually I'm the last to leave Gerlachfest (well, it's a tie between me and Mario) but not this year. I went to Bruno's and met up with a bunch of riders and had a lovely brekkie and then went back to the motel to finish packing up. I was just in time to say goodbye to Margaret (the Legend) Peart and a few other folks. Most had already gone.
I mounted my Beastie Bike and rode off, leaving Gerlach in my rear view mirror for another year. Memories to be filed away, laughing as I left. What an unique experience, that is Gerlachfest. A once in a lifetime event and I was lucky enough to have attended this event five times. I don't want to miss another one.
So, off I went. I just rode along heading toward home. Oh frick, I made a mistake and took the alternate 95A. Oh well, it just made the ride home more interesting :-). The best part of the ride home was when this happened!
Yippee 10,000 miles on the Beastie Bike!! Oh my heck! Picked up this bike on June 18, 2016 and just rolled over 10,000 miles on Sept. 2, 2016!! Yeah, I'm a BadAss! Hahahahaha.
I considered riding all the way home but I had an "incident". Well I didn't but someone stupid almost caused one. I was riding along Highway 95 about 20 miles north of Tonopah when I see a Jeep Cherokee passing a pickup truck that is towing a travel trailer. The problem was the Jeep was in MY LANE. I hit the brakes and moved as far off the road as I could and the Jeep just kept on coming!!!! The pickup driver and I looked at each other like, WTF? Did that just happen? I didn't even have time to be scared, just react. The freakin Jeep dude was going to hit me head on. By the time I got to Tonopah I decided to just stop. That close call really shook me up. It's dangerous out there people. The stupid cloud was hanging low over the Jeep guy. Jeez!!!!!
Fortunately, the Best Western had a room for me and I didn't have to stay at the Clown Motel, lol. After a good night sleep, I packed up the bike, put on the heated gear (it was bitter cold) and headed home.
I rode toward home pretty much the same way I went to Gerlach. Again, making the mandatory stop at Rachel, NV.
Cheers (ooohhh, I have another "event" this weekend so you'll want to stay tuned)