As we neared the Black Rock Desert, we could see a massive dust storm- at least a mile high.
We went from sunny day to dark, lightless storm.
Once we were in line with other cars, a mere mile or so from the campsites, the dust storm reduced visibility to ZERO and what would normally have been a 10-minute drive turned into a 5-hour ordeal!
I've been in dust storms before, total white-outs, but nothing like this- and I was trying to drive!
Everyone but us became immediately lost, driving this way & that. One car would zoom past and disappear just as another sped past at a different angle. We could not see anything until we passed by an entry storage shack and parked there.
I hoped that the added size of the structure would prevent the other drivers from smashing headlong into us.
That was DAY ONE: WHITEOUT.
We finally made it to our campsite, where we made ourselves comfortable and slept through the remaining storm.
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This Whiteout story with lost cars zipping back and forth across your path was awesome. Good to know the Grubs perservered!
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