In the early days of Burning Man, the hotsprings in the surrounding area were literally trampled, roads which were barely discernible two tracks became like interstate highways over night, and dirt bike tracks seemed to suddenly scar up every single hillside. Now on a Nevada map, there is a giant green splotch extending almost up to Oregon, that is a beacon to even more tourists (Black Rock/High Rock Wilderness). To the old timers who lived their entire lives in Empire/Gerlach, that single act closed off almost all of the areas that they had hunted their entire lives. The BLM gleefully put out sign in sheets everywhere so they could track visitation to justify “protecting” vast parts as wilderness, which ended up being Clintons very last act in office. It killed me to see my backyard being overrun by ever more thousands of people, as the event put the once lonely black rock desert on the map world wide. Now it is a very controlled encampment despite the “weird” people, but that is to be expected when you are dealing with 60,000 people. As it grew in size and went over 1000 people, people started getting killed, so more rules and regulations came about. There were no rules, and there were machine guns and explosives everywhere. Back then there were only a couple of hundred people. I was working in Empire when the Burning Man first started.
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