A brief explanation,
if that is possible, is probably appropriate here. At least Ill
make this attempt
. Using the names of real people,
by the way. Ill just have them doing things that perhaps they
didnt really do. I figure that for many of these friends, itll
be their best shot at fame. Suspend belief
All ye who enter
Back in the early
90s when buggying was just getting started, at various times
Id meet up with friends out at a desert dry lake, hauling 4
buggies and a variety of kites to try. I needed 4 buggies; 1 to ride
and 3 to share, so others could learn to ride.
On one occasion, out at El Mirage Dry Lake (Elmers Garage)
in California, with Chuck Abney and Ron Gibian, sometime in 92
or 93, when the weather was sunny and breezy but chilly, at
the end of our day, out in the middle of a vast open, desolate dry
lake, we decided to commemorate our wonderful experience with an homage
to the winds and open space.
We took off our clothes and went for a nekkid buggy ride.
We took pictures
It was not entirely
a random act. Earlier in the year, at a more traditional kite festival,
one of the more traditional kiters remarked that this new buggy-thing
looked quite dangerous.
Here was another failure to grasp our cultural reality.
We encapsulate ourselves within a ton of steel and go hurtling down
a ribbon of asphalt, separated from opposing hurtling tons of steel
by yellow paint on the ground, but dont always recognize it
for what it is.
Oh Yes. Kites
and buggies are dangerous.
They are so dangerous
We do it NEKKID!
my mouth off.
But the seed had
been planted and it bloomed
that afternoon on the playa.
Off and alone
like that, shedding ones clothes can be a truly exhilarating
experience. Most of us never venture beyond our bedroom and bathroom
without covering ourselves in some fashion.
Now the power from the wind is flowing in through our fingers, through
our body, and out through the tires into the ground,
in praise of traction. Clothes cease to matter.
Besides, for men
at least, the buggy is a very modest craft.
The buggy is small
and compact, able to access places denied more traditional land sailing
Portable enough to be easily loaded and unloaded alone, it also breaks-down
quickly for even more compact transport.
The meat of the matter (if youll excuse the obvious pun), however
is that while seated a man exposes very little of his personal package
except to those standing immediately in-front-of, or overhead.
Both very precarious positions.
Literally and figuratively.
Hence the adage that it is a modest craft
especially if you keep going.
All this is leading
Nowhere of any great account, but it does help explain
why I dont open personal mail in front of strangers
Or my Mom.
It was quite the
hoot to buggy nekkid and then be able
to shock the straights with tales of our exploits.
Did I mention we shot video too.
The tales were
told and retold. In the retelling, facts
were misplaced and enhanced, and the tales became fables,
relating some mystic past and the brave and lonely few
whose deeds we speak around the evening fires, who led the way.
Then Andrew Beattie,
from over the pond in England,
started saying to earn a Buggy Naked pin,
one needed to be photographed whilst buggying naked
and send the photo to me, along with a sum of money
and one would receive a sterling silver Buggy Naked pin.
Oh Gawd! Now we
had to design and produce a pin!
Luckily Scott Dyer, out in Las Vegas, Nevada,
also thought the whole thing was funny
and had the ability and equipment to do said task.
The sterling silver Buggy Naked pin was a reality.
And I began receiving pictures of naked men in the mail.
Naked men flying kites whilst in a buggy.
The first time
it happened - in front of my then-girlfriend
she listened patiently to my convoluted explanation and then
inquired innocently But why are they sending them to you?
Further explanation was deemed pointless.
So there it is.
A bad joke gone horrible awry.
Some might note
the absence of any women in the photos.
Alas, tis true.
None have (as
yet) been submitted.
I have personal
knowledge of various women who have
joined the naked ranks, but due to pervasive prurient
interests, have chosen not to make public the evidence.
I applaud them.
As much as I enjoy seeing women naked, I have to admire
their choice of making a distinction between doing the act
and having to announce the doing of the act.
They know what it truly means
And thats good enough.
As long as everyone
had fun and the experience was positive
Its all good!
One last caveat:
As kiters/buggyers, we care. We see someone with their kite
down, we buggy over to check if they need help. In the future, one
might approach with caution until certain they are clothed.
Just might be another recruit about to join the unclad ranks.