xjrguy wrote:
I know where those pics above were taken.
I used to take a couple of yearly little "Treks" out to no where, for no reason in particular, just to clear my head. Keeler, Ballarat and a stop off at the Manzanar Internment Camp have been my typical destinations. Then, there was the epic camp out-tow the boat to "Area 51", a late night encounter at the Little A'le Inn in Rachel, and then the long run up to the super bitchin and well preserved Ghost Town of Tybo... all with F-16 low level fly-by's, dog fights and odd run in's with folks going no where (obviously a neat underground landstrip / bunker / government safe house thinly disguised as a single room trailer park out in the middle of no where, with it's own fire truck, Helo pad and playground / above ground work out area) with a BIG round trip to launch at Searchlight and run up the Colorado to the base of the Hoover Dam and back (Pre 9/11 when you could still get close), but THAT is a whole 'Nuther story.
But, yes, a trip over to Olancha Dunes would be fun.
You guys ever read my "Shakey-Quakey Jerky Ride" report from years ago? If anyone is interested I can dig up a copy and post a link. I think it still exists out in cyber-space somewhere.
The DRZ turned five today, and what an awesome five years it's been. 
Funny, had the brand new '08 Gen II Busa, brought the '09 DRZ home, and the big fancy bike was pretty much just a show piece in the garage after that. All the miles were put on the silly little 400! 
