Chapter Seven
~Black Rock Desert Thanksgiving by Buss~
There is nothing like being here inside the Blue Burning Ham (CYBERBUSS sister buss), 26 miles from the closest town out in the vast Black Rock Desert with steaming, hot, bubbling geysers just a four minute freezing cold walk away. These geysers blow continuos hot steady streams of steamy water into the cold dry air. The water trickles down natural steps into muddy pools. Day and night us fREaKy, muddy buss people tip toe across frosty rocks and plunge our naked bodies into hot mud baths surrounded by eternal fields of cow dung.
We take cover back in the buss where fantastic meals are cooked to perfection, we shuffle around one table where you can hear the constant clatter of plastic cooking gear and embarrassing old, hard-to-tell stories that stream from us like the hot steamy water spraying from the colorful geysers.
In this clean, simple, pure Nevada environment we live largely. All the luxuries in Reno could not surpass our bussy comforts. The fluid, jazzy sounds of Chet Baker, Stan Getz and anonymous Bossa Nova tapes fill the cozy air.
At night we are greeted by a low rising spooky moon and whimpering, whiny howls of a far off coyote pack. The stars stare down on us in a strong, bright fashion exempt from city haze. Yes its wonderful to be on the buss.
c y b e r sAM
November 30, 1996
Continue to Chapter Eight ~Santa Goes C y b e r~
 CHAPTER 1 An Era Begins |
 CHAPTER 2 Celebrations Begin |
 CHAPTER 3 Things Get fREaKy |
 CHAPTER 4 Road Trips |
 CHAPTER 5 Stone Soup |
 CHAPTER 6 Burning Man |
 Thanksgiving by Buss |
 Santa Tele-commutes |
 The Buss Attack |
 Let The Romps Begin |
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