I went to the off-road desert race in Parker, Arizona, this morning and had a great time watching folks drive really fast through the desert.
There are different classes that race, so the race goes on for about three days; some folks camp out so they can watch the whole thing, but I didn't know enough about it to understand what was going on, so I didn't drag the Arctic Fox out there.
Sooo, what's a desert race like? It's like this, you stand, or sit, I had to stand because I don't have a lawn chair, on a bluff about 50 feet from a dry wash, and every two or three minutes, a motorcycle or some other off-road type vehicle will come flying down the dry wash so fast that you hardly have time to take a picture of them. And this continues until somebody wins.
Now I know that sounds incredibly exciting, and it is for about the first 10 minutes, which is about how long it takes for you to realize that's all that's going to happen. After that, interest starts to wane, and after a couple of hours of standing under the desert sun, you're ready to leave.
Now I can see how if you're a big fan of this kind of racing, or you know somebody that's racing, or maybe even want to take up desert racing yourself, this could be somewhat interesting. But none of those things apply to me, so it's a lot like watching someone playing golf...... but a lot noisier.
I could see myself possibly watching it again, but I don't see myself spending three days boondocking at the race site; there's just not that much going on that's interesting to me. The crowds were horrendous, and it seems like there was an ongoing competition to see which RV has the biggest loudest generator.
But, it looked like folks were having a great time participating in their hobby of desert racing and will probably continue to do so. Desert racing isn't affected by the Bat flu; since when desert racing everyone is automatically socially distanced, and the drivers are wearing full-face helmets, which are even better than masks, so it looks like even the most dictatorial government, and it seems like we have far more of those around than any American ever would've imagined, would have trouble shutting down desert racing.
I knew there was going to be a lot of people and RVs at the race, but I underestimated by a couple of thousand.
This is the other side of the road, the whole place was just packed with people and RVs. The crowds stretched for about three miles along both sides of the road.
Fortunately I was able to zoom in with my camera, because the racers were far enough away that this is the way the riders looked to my eye, and this was as close as I could get.
This particular day of racing was for quads and motorcycles.
Girls also participate in off-road racing.
After a while things started getting kind of dusty, which sounded like a good time to take my leave. But the weather was beautiful, the sky was blue, and they could not have picked a better day for the race.