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Topic: Got To Get There First!
Desert Fox
High Octane Member
posted 02-13-2001 04:14 PM
Do you ever find yourself so excited to go to Glamis, that you hate it when people pass you on the freeway?
You feel like they are going to get there before you do, and you just can't have that. Before you know it, it
feels like a race. Got to beet them.... got to get there first. Even when you decide to go out much earlier
than everyone else...days earlier. Only to find out that once you have arrived.... lots of other people had the
same idea. I feel this way every time I go.
There is only one time that I was out there before everyone else, actually longer than everyone else.... We
stayed through Tuesday on a non-holiday weekend. Mother Glamis did a very scary thing. As everyone left
late Sunday afternoon, she started clearing out the unwanted tracks made over the weekend. Mother Glamis
kicked up the wind, stronger and stronger as the time went by. Monday morning came around and everybody
had gone home and there was no one around for miles. My hubby and I decided to go for a ride even though
it was still windy. There were no tracks anywhere to be found. It was so windy that it was hard to see what
was over the other side of anything. You couldn't tell where the dune ended and where the sand blowing off
began. We finally made our way to Oldsmobile and decided to stop for a break. Of course, no one was there.
We waited for about an hour, and still no one ever showed up. There were no buggies or quads to be heard
anywhere. The wind kicked up even harder, just then we both had a very strange feeling. Mother Glamis was
telling us to go home. This was her time to recoup from the weekend, and we were invading her space. You
could almost hear her say those very words in the whistle of the wind. Needless to say, we respected her
wish. She let us have a great ride back to camp, then kicked the wind back up again. Rather than staying
until Tuesday morning, we packed our stuff up and headed home. Mother Glamis can be very powerful
sometimes, and we did not want to be on her bad side.
Have any of you ever had a similar type of experience?