Imagine a world of white where's no color anywhere. No roads, no landmarks, no people, just perfect nothingness. Truly an epic spiritual experience, you'll love it as much as I did. But pressure wash bike at the next town to get all the salt off bike. When it rains, the salt turns to a consistency of cake batter and yes, it got all over the Busa. I thought my kickstand would sink in, but nope, it's super hard. The paved road (pull up Winnemucca, Nevada on Google Earth) goes right to the edge of the salt flats and just stops and you keep right on riding onto this board flat table top of salt, It's crazy strange. It was the coolest thing I'd ever seen and far exceeded my expectations with how cool that was. No gate guard, no entrance, no fanfare, barely a sign. What I didn't know at the time is you can exit off the I-80 freeway and drive right out onto the salt flats. After four long days and a glimpse under the hood, I realized this tribe of wrench twisters and daring drivers, alone in the desert, are simply an extension of the thrill seekers I call my own - out on the fringe, welcoming and friendly, likely with a beer in hand, and a smile from cheek to cheek.The salt flats are on the border of Nevada & Utah right outside Winnemucca, and the freeway goes right across them. It’s a setting described by Monte Widdison, vice president of Utah Salt Flats Racing Association, as “the last bastion of high-end amateur racing in the world.” As a photographer associated with foot traffic and highballs, I had no idea what to expect from the land of speed freaks and oversized engines. If you’re willing to build it, and work through the speed categories, you’re welcome to run it. At the World of Speed, in early September, the starting line is home to jet-influenced “streamliners,” old school muscle cars, shrouded motorcycles, scooters and everything in between.
Utah’s Bonneville Salt Flats are home to three annual speed events where racers can go all in - on or in - whatever speed device meets their fancy. It’s a space often heard of but seldom visited, a space where fortune is invested, dreams made and friendships forged - all in the name of speed.
There’s a salt flat on the playa with long blue lines and a track that runs through it.
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