Sand - It Tastes Like Chicken

Ok, here we go! My blog is a little backwards but I was having technical difficulties with my bloggy pix. These here are from our trip to Glamis over Thanksgiving weekend. Dave managed to get his mitts on a buggy so with new toy in tow as well as brother Mike, friend Bob, motor home and quads we headed out to the dunes.
Dave, Mike and Bob are old pros when it comes to the sand dunes but this was my first experience. I must say it was both scary and exciting and definitely worth the 4 days of dirt in every orifice. There were thousands of people with their sand rails and quads and even trucks jamming up and down the dunes like a bunch of ants on an enormous ant hill all weekend long. When we got there on Wednesday, we set up camp next to some other frequent duners whom the boys knew from trips in the past. They turned out to be really cool people who hung out with us at night by the campfire and they even invited us for turkey dinner on Thursday! Dave and Mike spent a couple of days getting the buggy ready for crusin' but then it was time for my first ride in the rail. Ok, lemme tell you this, if you've never been in a sand rail before and if you are as paranoid as I am, you only hope that the person driving you knows what the hell he or she is doing. Well I was strapped in this red buggy with a man who goes by the name "Crazy" Dave at the wheel. You can only imagine my poor little heart beating a million miles an hour as it jumped into my throat and then fell back into my stomach. Ok, so I'm being a bit overdramatic. It was a little scary though, really. If you're not familiar with the way a sand rail operates then it tends to give you the feeling that you are either going to go over the edge and straight down into oblivion or that you will just slide sideways until the buggy topples and flips over and over until you meet your demise in a big crumpled heap at the bottom. Other than that it's great!! LOL!! I did manage to survive a couple rides and after the initial scary feeling, I felt more exhilarated than anything. The rail was quite loud and intimidating but Dave made sure I was safe and sound and having a good time. When we got back to camp, I emerged from buggy with sand in ass and mouth but also with smile on face like I just cheated death or something. I promised myself that given the opportunity again, I would relax a bit more and try to enjoy the ride without all of the paranoia that I experienced during my first ride. Well, we all gotta start somewhere, right?! Anyway, we not only rode around on the dunes, we also partied it up with our fellow campers at night. Mike set up the sound system and karaoke and we sang and drank the nights away under the stars. Dave and I even laid on top of the dunes and stared up at the sky. It was quite romantic and we even managed to make out a little and as I entertained the idea of dragging our air mattress up the dunes, a few quads whizzed by and barely missed us so I decided that the safest thing to do was to keep that particular fantasy in my head rather than trying to act it out and possibly losing a limb or even worse (you know where I'm going with this, right?) Ok, back to the other festivities. Dave's friend Valentina and her fiance drove out to join us and we all had a great time as you can see. We also got food and purchased a few items from the many cool vendors out there and Dave, Mike and I even managed to squeeze in a bonsai trip to Algodones, Mexico for shopping and lunch. It was an awesome 4 days and all I can say is I'm looking forward to yet another "Crazy" adventure :0)