Burning Man 2013

We finally got back to Burning Man after being away for five years. It's a huge deal for us, because it takes so much prep time, so much clean-up time, and is so crazy and uncomfortable. Hot and dusty and living with a camp of 50 some other people and using portapotties that sick, drunk people have just used can make one pretty cranky after a few days. Shooting flamethrowers and falling 15 feet into a pit of foam, or exercise balls, is pretty crazy.

We spend a lot of time making costumes. This is one version of Leo's Lunch Lady of Death:

We got a hand with these giant hands:

The coyote, which was also a steel drum, was great fun. We were lucky to climb it and luckier to not get hurt, as many burners packed onto its head, not knowing that it rotates, and got knocked to the ground when the coyote's ears hit them.

 The Cradle of Mir was a space station made of wood (of course). Leo wrote a postcard to the aliens, asking for a nuclear bomb to destroy his homework.

And then there was the Flamethrower Shooting Gallery. Pressurized gasoline makes 20-25 foot flames that you shoot at a metal man target. Leo won. This was a big highlight for us. I've always wanted to do this, but never wanted to wait in the line. We waited about 45 minutes. Also had to convince the gatefolk to allow us in as they are very selective. Rules are that you need to be sober, smart, and not wearing any flammable clothing. One guy said, "I will take off whatever I need to take off to get in there." Apparently you only need to be as smart as an 8-year-old because they let Leo in (to our surprise). Charcade, who runs this, runs a lot of fun games including some kind of flaming skee ball and Dance Dance Immolation. I still remember in 2006, one of our campmates told me he had put on a flame retardant suit and played the Dance Dance Revolution game. Every time he messed up, they shot flames at him. Apparently this was DDI's last year. They said they were going to drop a couch on this game after this year.

Best art car was Duane's Octopus, El Pulpo Mecanico. Shoots fire very creatively and fiercely. I was bummed we never asked to see the switchboard.

Across the street from our camp was this cute little row of houses with mailboxes and colorful doors. You can get real mail in Burning Man. In fact, one of the CORE project builders told me about the care packages that his mom sent him. I recall going to the Burning Man Post Office a decade ago, trying to mail a postcard, and being offered a stamp which I accepted. It turned out to be a stamp of the word SOUP on my belly.

Paul and Leo and their antics on the baseball bat pyramid. We climbed this in 2008.

Our Zander Lander with colorful umbrellas. Paul keeps changing the colors. He's trying to see if my wardrobe can keep up. Temple is behind us. That was burned last Sunday night.

Everyone loved this sculpture. Artist did a similar installation previously which is now on Treasure Island. We got to peek into their studio a couple years ago. 55' tall.

Our Contraptionist Theme Camp makes snow cones every afternoon. Kids get to cut to the front of the line which can get really long. We didn't get a lot of kids unfortunately. This is Karl, our Ambassador, cutting ice to go into the ice shaver.

Our campmate Marc converted a shaved ice machine into a pedal-powered contraption.

There's a trampoline practically on every corner of the city. Leo loves this.

This is one of Leo's handmade shirts. He has another that says, in a mirror image, "If you can read this, you're too close"

Ah, yes, what you've always wanted, a mobile couch in the sky. This is a perfect vehicle for watching burns.

Paul built this Impossible Cargo Box for the festival. I think most people did not know what it was or what to do with it. I think we need a big sign next to the viewing window that says, "Don't look into this window!"

Zander Lander in white.

Leo was lucky to get to ride this zip line. It starts at some 3 stories high and goes to the ground fast. They only started him partway but it was still pretty thrilling.

There's the man on his flying saucer, and our Zander Lander with the flower umbrellas.

The 2:30 rave camp end of the city with the Duckie art car and a nice desert boat.

They had a roller skating rink, which we skated several times. I'll have to post videos of that. And this bowling alley that Leo enjoyed.

One of my favorite flame contraptions. It's actually being fixed in this picture (there's a guy on that sphere). Lots of independently controlled flame madness.

The Man at night in his eerie green glow.

Everyone was compelled for some odd reason to leave their footprint inside the Man.

Leo talking to one of the robots inside the Man. There was a playa phone booth to talk to God this year but we didn't wait in line. Lots of lines! I do recall calling Root  from a working playa phone booth many years ago.

Why there is a fire extinguisher inside the Man is beyond me? I thought this was all about burning him?

Zander Lander rainbow umbrella. Cute little spaceship behind us that we tried to climb into.

Leo in full Lunch Lady of Death regalia.

Another crazy contraption that involved spinning and trying not to puke.

I really liked their sign. Plus they were on the Black Rock Subway! I got a token for the subway but never got to ride it. Our camp was also a subway stop. Somehow, we never got a sign.

Camp next to us was Chainsaw Margarita Guys. They converted a chainsaw into a blender. Here's Leo making a non-alcoholic margarita. There's a lot of rules now at Burning Man, including alcohol rules. They were careful not to let Leo touch any alcohol. In fact, I got carded on the playa.

I love this art car. What a weird sight out in the dust.

Leo and I were on this giant cat-scratching-post structure when a color-coded theme camp descended on us for a camp photo. So we took a picture of them.

This is one of the best flame art projects ever. I need to post a video of this. It looks like a guy on fire riding a bicycle across the playa.

The Cradle of Mir going up in flames. Beautifully choreographed burn. Each pyramid side fell gracefully, in order.

Our campmate Boris made this simple propane puffer. It's the basic building block of most of the flame art on the playa. It had a pilot flame and then a pressure tank that could be released by pressing a button, thus making a big flame poof. Leo had a great time playing with this.

Fireworks before the Man burns. This all is preceded by fire spinning. The whole city (68,000) turns out for this event. I was bummed because so many of the people seemed more interested in a rave club scene than in the eclectic artsy craziness that Burning Man used to be. Lots of folks wearing street clothes and a glow stick for their nighttime costume.

First day of school!

Leo and his best friend Oliver on their first day of school

We just completed the Brain Machine kit (from Adafruit Industries). Here is Debbie getting her brain waves rearranged though intense visual and auditory stimuli. This should be a great way to reboot after a day on the Playa!!

The Impossible Box. Starring Leo.

Paul just completed this Impossible Box sculpture. We plan to have a picture frame set up so people can take pictures of their friends in this box at Burning Man.

Leo on the rock

Finally got Leo out on the rock! We bought him this harness when he was like a toddler, and it's a full-body harness for tiny kids. It's probably now too small, but we used it Friday to get Leo climbing for the first time in Boulder. He loved it and he did great, making it up a 5.6 (?) in Eldorado Canyon relatively easily. Maybe 5.7 for one difficult spot. Plentiful handholds and lots of pockets to stick your feet in and then up a crack that empties out into a bigger crack. The guy who had climbed this route just before us had gotten scared partway through and left his gear and pulled his rope and told us we could keep the gear. Ross climbed up alongside Leo to give him pointers, but I'm hoping Leo can just go up next time on his own. It ended up taking all morning for Ross to set it up, the kids and me to climb once, and Ross to clean it. I am hoping next time we can just set up two top ropes and belay two kids at once.

Backpacking in Wild Basin in Rocky Mountain National Park

Despite the rain, Leo loved last year's backpacking trip so much, this year Paul set up a 5 night backpacking trip in Wild Basin in Rocky Mountain National Park. It was 4 miles into Finch Lake where we'd stay one night, then another 2 miles into Pear Lake, where we'd stay 3 nights and then we had 1 night at Finch on the way back, but we came all the way down on the 5th day.

It was a slow slog uphill to Finch Lake. A rocky start to the trip but we made it in and set up camp and found lots of cool critters including these caddis fly larvae. The larvae build cocoon-like protection around their bodies. These happened to use flakes of wood but others use sand or rocks. You can see the larvae sticking their heads out of the cocoons. I'm going to make a whole video of all the cool bugs we found.

I'm going to start calling Leo, the "Bug Whisperer". He has a way with bugs.

Finch was nice but we lost our new silicon collapsible dishes to the animals that night. The next day we hiked up to Pear Lake and set up camp.

A marmot greeted us at camp. So did the mosquitoes. In fact, the mosquitoes rivaled Alaska. We promptly ran out of DEET and a bug bite swelled up my left eyelid, making it hard to see.

Paul wanted to go up to some more lakes but Leo wanted to climb the cliffs around Pear Lake so we ended up on some crazy adventure trying to kill ourselves on the cliffs around Pear Lake. Paul and Leo have a great time watching me trying to rock hop across a lake.

The next day we hiked up to the top Hutcheson Lake. It was peak wildflower season.

And we saw more columbine flowers than we'd ever seen in our entire lives. Bouquets in purple, periwinkle and white.

We kept Leo hiking with fun side activities, like sledding on glaciers on your butt. Or bushwhacking through thickets.

Or stream crossing. This was an easy stream to cross. We don't have pictures of the long, difficult one because we were too busy trying not to fall into the icy waters. Mosquitoes love to bite when you've got both hands on boulders trying to steady yourself on a stream crossing.

Our neighbor had loaned us his fishing pole and explained to us how to fly fish. So we tried it.

On the second cast, we caught a brook trout. We pulled out a frying pan and cooked it. It was delicious! We ended up catching 5 fish over the 2 days of fishing in 3 lakes, but had to throw the 2 cutthroat trout back because they are endangered.

Anyway, we hiked a long way up to the top Hutcheson Lake and decided to turn around and go back home because it was raining and the skies were threatening. We'd heard thunder all day long as well.

The next day we went up past the Hutcheson Lakes to Cony Lake which is just below the Continental Divide. The Divide is the ridge in the back of this picture. Cony Lake is just beyond the cliffs directly behind Debbie's head in this picture. We didn't exactly take the most direct route, which is a nice way of saying we walked around and up and down a lot more than we had to. But there's no trail, so it's hard to know until you are there, which thickets are impassable and which rockfalls are so steep that you wouldn't want your child on them. I do think we found the best route back with lots of cool shortcuts and magic passages that hopefully we won't forget next year!

We had to climb a field of giant boulders to get to Cony. This is looking down the field to the Hutcheson Lakes.

Cony is the highest lake, fed directly by the glacial snowmelt. It was a beautiful lake. We saw 2 black weasels on the glaciers on the left. They were playing and actually climbing up the glacier (just like Leo) and sledding down! There were some terrifying looking spiders up here.

Paul was so impressed that Leo made it up to Cony Lake. We calculated that he hiked some 8-10 miles that day.

It was an awesome trip. But we left a day early. Why? Well, this is how we ate when we weren't eating those 3 trout (and they weren't particularly huge)

Five days of freeze-dried backpacking food and you'd run out screaming out, too. In fact, Leo ran out much of the 6 miles today, with 11-12 pounds on his back, talking about the raw beef dish that he was going to eat when he got to the Ethiopian restaurant in Boulder. 

Leo's Birthday!

We held a big party for Leo today. He asked for a bug expedition. We couldn't find a suitable organization to host it so we did it ourselves. We outfitted each kid with a bug net, magnifying glass and bug jars. We went on a hike in Eben G Fine Park and put white cloth under bushes and shook the bushes to see what bugs fell out. We caught grasshoppers, butterflies, bees, wasps, flying ants, weevils, pillbugs, all kinds of cool critters. I brought all the identification books along but we never really got to the point where we could sit down long enough to identify them. All the bugs were freed after the hike.

We also ate bugs - mealworms, crickets, chocolate covered ants, chocolate covered worms, all kinds of wacky things from the Butterfly Pavilion. The kids loved it - well most of them.

We got a caterpillar cupcake to finish off the bug theme. Leo is excited here because he immediately recognized the trick candles that I put on the cake.

Leo's second grade teacher, Ms. Koch, came and the kids just jumped on her. They were so happy to see her. Funny how that happens in second grade but not in high school!

All in all, a great party. The kids ended it by jumping into the creek and getting completely soaked. I'm exhausted.

Three generations of Nortons at camp

Crustaceans

Leo said, "I can't wait to get back to Colorado. I'm afraid I'll get so wet that my skin will start bulging and crustaceans will grow on it."

Safety glasses, hammers, and dissection

Leo is outside with safety glasses on, taking a hammer to his Ben 10 watch. He's taken the thing apart, put it back together again, and has now decided he wants the electronic components but not the big plastic case that holds it all together. He's upset that I can't find the wire strippers, now that he's cut the wires to get it apart.

Oops, now he reaching for a pull-back car and a screwdriver...

25th MIT Reunion, Boston

We went to MIT for my 25th reunion. It was huge fun. Leo got to sleep in a dorm. 

We visited the new Stata Center. It's a new building by Gehry (which means it looks very strange). It is also filled with wacky art. And robots. This is where they keep their new robot projects.

Of course, visiting Boston means eating Toscanini's ice cream! Leo also got his first hot vanilla which is like a hot chocolate, but vanilla.

And we saw the Boston Pops at Symphony Hall. This was the first time Leo's heard an orchestra. They did Pixar movie music with Pixar animation, making it very accessible for all the kids. MIT rents out Symphony Hall once a year for reunion.

And while Leo did not get to see the Sodium drop or any other hacks, we did go to the MIT Museum and check out the Arthur Gansen exhibit of crazy engineering art:

Good news is Leo still wants to go to MIT. While he hated the weather (who doesn't?) I think he really enjoyed the craziness of it all.

Leo the intrepid explorer

Leo antics in the slots



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Egypt 3 Slot Canyon Expedition

We really wanted to do Coyote Gulch but the 2 mile hike just to get to the slot, in the hot sloggy summer sand, sounded silly! So we declared we would do Egypt, which looked like a quick hike in and a nice slot, but nothing seemed too long. The scale on the map showed that we were only going 2-3 km into the slots. The dirt road to Egypt was really hairy and I gave up driving for Paul, the more experienced sand and rock driver, to take over. We were on trail at 11:15am, starting as early as we could from Kodachrome. It was simple to get to the edge of the slot but hard to figure out how to get in. Here Paul is pointing to the slot that we eventually drop into.

We eventually found some cairns leading us to the slickrock and we went down on the slickrock, even though some of it was steep. The potholes were deep leading into the canyon. We found an easy way in and walked into the Egypt 3 slot.

It was fantastic. We were having the time of our lives. It was twisty and potholey, and there were a lot of dropoffs. I was not completely sure we could make it back up some of those potholes. The slot was tight and twisty and there was an initial drop where you had to turn sideways, suck in your breath, hold you backpack or camelback to the side and carefully slide down the canyon. There were parts that were so slippery that you could do nothing but slide down on your butt, and hope you were wearing long pants so you did not scrape your butt on the way down (i was not). Leo tweaked his ankle at the very onset of the hike but was a trooper and stuck it through.

The slot was awesome. Then we hit the deep, big pothole filled with water. We could not find a way around that didn't result in sliding into the pothole. Paul had to strip (not knowing how deep it was) and jump in and ferry Leo and the backpacks. I had to jump in too. It was only knee deep, but it was stinky old water filled with bugs, mosquito larva, and mud of course. We smelled like that putrid water for the rest of the long day.

Then we hit a Y in the slot and went upslot on a spur. It was so tight, Leo got turned around.

We continued downslot until we hit another Y. It became a long, continuous, straight, extremely narrow slot. All our gear got scraped to death. Leo called it "boring".

Then it got really hard to squeeze through and we had to lean in, climb high sometimes, and then carry our packs sideways and then, then, Leo found the daddy longlegs. Now I don't have a problem with daddy longlegs. I've played with them since I was a kid. But In the deep, clautrophobic slots where you scrape both sides of your body trying to get through, the last thing you want to find is an orgy of 50 daddy longlegs clustered in a dense pack, doing something that you probably don't want your kids to see. There were a dozen of these clusters, sometimes on both sides of the walls so you could only hope to not scrape the cluster down your shirt. I plan to have nightmares about daddy longleg conventions tonight.

We got to the end of the slot, a bit over 2 km from our car, and where the author describes a route back to the road. But Leo really wanted to go back through the daddy longleg infested slot. So we went back through the ultra thin narrows, sucking in our chests, and hoping not to hit the bug orgies. We then thought we could climb out an alternate route through the second Y. It was 4pm.

So we headed up the wash which was immediately difficult. There was a bunch of potholes that you had to get past without getting in because they were too deep. Somehow Paul did one of those cool chimney moves and Leo just automatically copied it, since he spent most of his time messing around on the rocks doing moves like that anyway. I couldn't jam my body against one side and my feet against the other because it was too big. So I had to make an upside down V with my body, facing downward, hands jammed against the steep side and feet jammed against the other side and walk my hands across the potholes. Somehow when I was done, it required some weird balance shift thing that also freaked me out because falling from so high is not fun when you're far from your car in the desert. Anyway, we went up that wash, up the slickrock and then got confused about which rockfall we had originally descended. They all looked the same and it wasn't easy getting from one to the other. We didn't have our GPS or the topo map, just the pages from the hiking book with a hand drawn map. We walked around and over the slick rock hills arguing about the best way back. Meanwhile Leo was getting stomach cramps and intermittently doubling over in pain and it was still hot. It was 6pm. We guessed at where we were and walked up to the top of Egypt Bench, which is sort of the flat mesa top  that looks down on everything else. Our map showed that is was maybe 1/2 km walk west to the car, but the hills were uneven and we had to walk up and down too much to walk west. So we walked north, followed some other human footsteps (there generally weren't many footsteps, mostly cows, rodents, birds, and some hooved animals), staying on the mesa top. We eventually hit the dirt road and backtracked the road back 1/2 mile to our car at about 7pm. It was the longest hike Leo's ever done.

Oh, a few other things - the Forester was making funny noises on the drive out to Utah. The several hours per day on the bumpy dirt roads resulted in the electrical system going wacky a bit on Wed and then more on Fri. For example, we can't turn the lights off on the car without pulling the fuse now.

When we got to Escalante (and I kissed the ground to be in civilization), I was still traumatized by the hike out but not traumatized enough to stop myself from buying a couple more Escalante hiking books including the technical canyoneering book.

Bull Valley Gorge and Lick Wash

We took hikes in the Paria Valley today, near Kodachrome, where we are staying. We thought we'd avoid the hour drive to Escalante (the town) and then the drive down the dirt road, Hole in the Rock. The first was Lick Wash which one of the hiking books said was one of the best, most beautiful hikes, with nice narrow canyons and lots of solitude, which would be nice after the Grand Central Station feeling of Bryce. It was 18 miles from the Kodachrome road, on a beautiful twisty dirt road. Well, we met tons of hikers, a bicyclist was starting his hike same time as us. And while the white sandstone was really nice, it paled in comparison to the exciting narrow tortuously twisty slots of the hikes off Hole in the rock. We did a bunch of bouldering which was lots of fun. I'd guess we did 3 miles in 3 hours. It was hot and the canyon wasn't narrow enough to provide constant shade.

On the way home, we decided to go to Willis, which was the first slot we ever did, and a really fun one with a stream through it. But as I read in the "other" guidebook about Bull Valley Gorge, we decided to try that instead. We thought we'd just go see the place where the pickup truck had wrecked in 1954 and was hanging in the gorge. But it looked so enticing, we got our gear and did a 2.5 hour (4 mile?) hike that was very exciting, a little scary, and very beautiful. First you have to walk half a mile on a scary trail skirting along the top of the gorge to the gorge entrance. You down climb in and the next 1.5 miles is just narrow, crazy deep gorge with surprises round every corner. There are some fallen trees set up to help you with the very steep dropoffs, including one that would have turned me around were it not for Leo deciding he could do it. He did it much faster than me, of course. There were huge pieces of fallen rock, some stuck in the top of the gorge waiting to fall in someday and some that you had to climb over. Lots of mud that could be avoided but we had a lot of fun throwing rocks into it. We got to do some fun bouldering here too. Leo and I were racing to be first in exploring the gorge. I'm not sure what the difference is between a canyon and a gorge, but this seemed so young, so clearly full of downed trees and recently fallen rocks. Anyway, it is now one of our favorite hikes. We definitely want to go back and go further.