Flying in to 88NV (Burningman airport) is always a joy!! All of the weather worries were for not along my route. I literally had blue skies and tailwinds!

CC drove the RV and made it just after the gate closed for 3 hours. We hung out in a dust storm waiting for the gate to re-open.
We finally made it to the airport, found our camping spot, plugged in, and got settled.
Sunday morning we swung into work mode. CC was assigned runway chevron duty and I mastered setting parking whiskers on the ramp.

At lunch time, CC showed up driving “truck-a-saures. Now he wants to buy one.

Sunday afternoon was busy getting ready for the rain. The last time we had rain during Burningman was in 2014.
Sunday night the rain arrived and lasted through morning. There is something special about rain at Burningman. It’s like living through a disaster, but still fun.
CC was out early in his mud boots fixing the power connection and dumping water out of the shade structure.




We are hunkered down inside while the playa absorbs the moisture.
We sure hope this is the end of the rain for another nine or ten years at Burningman.








