We just got back from being out there. Nancy spent the entire day in the sales trailer peddling shirts, posters, pins, rulebooks, etc, and I tried selling some of the Salt Talks shirts there - at the Bend in the Road. Officer BLM took exception to me doing that because I didn't have a BLM vendor's permit - hunh? And since I wasn't set up to be an SCTA vendor I couldn't use that affinity as a reason to stay there. So I meandered down to Land's End where I picked up Pork Pie and we set sail for the pit. The trailer was moored about 4 miles off shore. He took photos - and will share them with all of us sooner or later. Anyway, we got to the trailer and discovered it had moved a few inches in the windstorm. That's pretty difficult to do since Nancy had put the wheel chocks in place fore and aft the tires. The trailer hooked up okay and as we moved we found cones underneath - but no chocks. PP and I shuffled around, back and forth, side to side -- no chocks. I wonder where the heck they are. Well, anyway, trailer behind us - like a tug towing a barge - we headed for dry land. And once there I spent about three hours shooting the breeze with the tourists and the racers. The good news is that I sold about a dozen shirts -- better than none like BLM would have allowed. But still, we've got scads of them left.
Nancy won't be here again this year, so if we do try to have a Salt Talks event at WoS or WF we'd do it without food. Just too much hassle trying to run the show by myself and cook, too. But lots of folks want a Salt Talks, and it'll be a way to get rid of the extra shirts/make a buck for the website. If you want shirts -- please, feel free to get in touch.
For now that's it. Later on I'll tell you about the mud/silt that's on the top of the salt underwater. Lots of it - fine, sloppy, gonna be a mess type silt. Tune in again for more stories. And if you stopped by for a howdy -- thank you very much.