After listening to this guy play a while, we motored out beyond the vortex to visit a couple of installations even more remote than the van.

We really liked 11:11, a monument of four towering boxes made of plate steel and etched with symbols of the four elements. We clambered all over an excellent jungle gym of machine-roughened tube steel, then headed into Center Camp to sit out the worst of the afternoon’s dust over luxurious cups of tchai, iced coffee and lemonade from the cafe.

Lovely way to lead up to the burn.