This is a aerial photo of the park 

(Dennis snaped this shot right before he hit the ground, read about Dennis below and about his outstanding jump)

Other Pictures Of The Dunes



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I left home at 8:20 am on Thursday driving against the wind the whole way.

I arrived at Little Sahara at 1:30 am I drove through the parking lot 2
times looking for Steve and Linda but did not see them. Its kind of a
confusing setup when its your fist time there and its late at night.

The camp grounds are kind of broken up into 2 different sections so I
thought I was look at both the north and south lot's, I found out the
next day after talking to the girl that takes your money when you enter
the dunes that the north camp grounds are 4 miles up the
road..
So I drove my Pilot across the dunes to the north camp grounds and there
they were, So it was back to the south camp grounds to load up and move
my motor home to the north camp grounds.

Shortly there after Robert pulls up..... After saying our hello's we
asked "how was your trip?"

"Well left Mobile, AL at 7 am Thursday, let the journey begin. After about
two hours I stopped to check the tie downs. I found one of them swinging
in the breeze. I spent a while and got the Pilot tied on. No sense going
to the dunes without a ride.

At this point I realised that I had forgotten the spare tire for the
trailer. I crossed my fingers and hoped. After coming through the
construction on I-20 after Jackson, MS I heard a loud explosion, and
before I could turn my head, pieces of my tire were flying. Smoke and
rubber chunks followed me, as I got the truck under control and off the
side of the road. No, it's not a trailer tire, it's my truck tire.
Oh good, but still bad.

Thank God I got that car phone :-(

Me - Hello, 911, I need help fixing a blow out.
911 - What, you saw a blow out, was there a wreck?
Me - No, I was the blow out, I'm in a wheelchair and I need help fixing it.
911 - Oh, let me transfer you to the Highway department.

HWD - Highway Department (HWD), how can we help you.
Me - I need help fixing a blow out.
HWD - Where are you located?
Me - I'm on I-20 west, outside of Jackson, MS
HWD - Are you going west.
Me - No, I was going east on I-20 west.

Ok, I didn't say the last part, but you are getting the picture here.
After 3 and 1/2 hours and 5 phone calls, the highway department still
had not arrived. Meanwhile someone very nice stopped and fixed my flat.
Thank you.

At that point my battery was dead, so I started the process again and
got the same results.
No HWD, but, this time a very nice man stopped and gave me a drink of water,
which I poured over my head and then he gave me a jump. Thank you.

Finally, back on the road. Needless to say, my 10pm arrival time in
Waynoka was out of the question. At 10:30 pm I was at the Texas Oklahoma
boarder.
Still many hours away, I got a room and asked for a 4 am wake up call.

Back on the road Friday morning I lost another tie down after the first
hour of driving. I stopped again and retied the whole thing. The way it
should have been done in the first place. One damaged tie down, which was
to break on the way home, but it got me to Little Sahara.

Of course, there was one very small problem with the direction, 281 South,
is not quite 281 North. So, after 20 or so miles I stopped for gas and the guy
pumping the gas asked where I was going. I told him and he said you are going
the wrong way! I thanked him and happened to see him riding on Saturday, wow
what a small world.

All of the problems aside, the riding was the best I have ever done, and
it was with the best people I have ever ridden with. Thanks everybody for
making it so much fun. Robert"

That was Robert's story but he forgot to mention a few things like he is
a quadriplegic and every time he needs to get out of his truck to check
something or ask for directions or even getting gas its a complicated
procedure something we all take for granted.. He also failed to mention
that he high sided his Pilot and did a real cool WOT pass by me
through a small ditch full of water in the pitch dark Dennis said he got
about 8' of air. I saw just the landing I thought it was
way cool, I was laughing my ass off thinking what a place to try and
pass that had to hurt, Little did I know he couldn't
stop in time and was trying to avoid hitting me from behind, I guess I
did lock up my brakes pretty hard at the last minute
trying not to get wet, But still got wet from Robert's big splash, I
still say it was way cool :)

Where is Dennis?
Dennis said he was going to be at the dunes late Friday night and its
Saturday morning.
So off to the south campgrounds we go looking for Dennis sure enough
there he is sitting down in a chair drinking a soda.
At this time I didn't know 1 of his 350's was out on the dunes somewhere
with a broken ball joint and he had to catch a ride in with someone else.

So Buzz gave Dennis a ride out to retrieve his 350 he put a strap on it
and was able to drive it back in.
Wile looking for his 350 Robert and I decided to split up and look
somewhere else to try and speed things up. Well we never did find the 350
or Buzz and Dennis until we gave up and went back to Dennis's camp site,
There they were waiting for us.

So Dennis gets into his other 350 that has a 440cc fan cooled snowmobile
engine in it and off we go riding, After about 20 minutes
of riding Robert gets out of shape on a trail and puts his Pilot on its
side, After Dennis got out to put Robert back on his wheels
his 440 would not start for nothing.
So Robert and I went back to camp to fetch a tow strap to pull the
stubborn 440 back to camp.
We hooked his odyssey to my Pilot and started on the way back we got
about 1/2 way so I stopped to let my Pilot cool off some
When I took off I was thinking the way Dennis's luck is going this might
be the last ride on the dunes he is going to get so I opened
the Pilot up wide open after getting us both up to about 40 MPH I felt
some tugging from behind and when I looked into the mirror
Dennis was waving his arms to stop.

So reluctantly I stopped, good thing too he lost the rear left tire, Yup
the axle nut had come off and the tire was about 600' behind us
so Dennis and some kid on a Blaster went to get the tire.
Wile Dennis was taking my Pilot back to camp to steel another nut off
his other 350 the kid on the Blaster was kind of being
a pest with all the questions like why did the tire fall off ect. So I
told him if you find the axle nut I will give you 2 bucks, After
showing the eager young lad another nut that was still on the 350 so he
would know what he was looking for. Like he is going
to find the nut that came off at 40 mph in 15,000 acres of sand hehe,
So off he went about 3 minutes later here he comes
as fast as that Blaster would carry him sliding to a stop he gets off
digging in his pocket he pulls out not only the nut but the washer
to boot, Damm now If I only had 2 bucks on me to give the kid haha. I
didn't have any money with me neither did Robert now what?
Lucky for us when Dennis came back he was able to pay our new found
friend :)
With Dennis having both machine's out of commission it was time to do
some repairs, I suggested we take both of his machine's and
all his camping gear to the north camp ground and make the repairs, so
after moving everything north it was getting pretty late in the day and
we all still wanted to ride rather than wrenching on the 350's so Dennis
took my 400EX and off riding we went.
The next day we took the lower front arm off the 440 and put it on the
350 so Dennis could get in some good ody riding.

Oh no (swim time)
Steve and Linda took off for a ride and Steve came back wet, Steve has
this habit of blasting up a sand hill WOT then slamming
on his brakes at the top. Well this time when he got to the top and hit
the back brakes the brake line broke sending him over
the top at a pretty good pace to add insult to injury there was a large
pool of water at the bottom that Steve went in to head first.
Lucky for Steve he was not hurt and just bruised and a tatty bit wet. I
don't think his Banshee was hurt either other than the
blown out brake line. Oh and your probably wondering why didn't he use
his front brakes, Well he was riding his "Sand Banshee
to be fast you gotta be light" so the front brakes were removed long ago
to make lighter and faster...

GPS
Sunday night Dennis and myself decided we would go for a night ride, We
were having a great time until Dennis runs low on gas, no big deal right
just switch it over to reserve and head back for camp,
Well after getting his 350 switched over and running again
we headed off to what we thought was the direction of the camp, Wrong,
after stopping several times and looking around we thought we had it
figured out, Well after riding about another 15 minutes we were right
back where we started and my low fuel light was now on.

This wasn't funny any more Dennis is running on fumes and I am about
to switch over to reserve, I even had to put a piece of duct tape over
the low fuel light because it will blind you at night.
Its ok riding around for 15 minutes to come right back to where you
started from but the thought of walking around in circles for hours on
foot is not even close to being funny.

So we took 1 last stab at finding camp after riding for another 10
minutes Dennis stopped he was out of gas... Bummer now do I have enough
to make it back? I left Dennis and kept on going toward what we thought
was camp after going over 3 hills I found the exit to the camp. I picked
up a can of gas and topped off my tank and headed back out to find Dennis.

Lucky for us his machine died on one of the taller dunes and from that high
vantage point he could see anyone approaching (although on Sunday Night
there are very few riders) it made it easier for him to signal me by
flashing his lights. He also remarked how peaceful it is out there on top
of the dunes all alone in the middle of the night, But he was happy to see
me return with a can of fuel...

Bottom line when I go back next year for a night ride I will have a GPS
with me so I can find camp :-) Looking back, It was fun now If
we both had run out of gas it might be a different story.

"Buzz" He is just that a buzz you wont find better people than Buzz he
has a Banshee with a ton of chrome and a real
clean and good looking Pilot.
He took us on a night ride I will never forget I think we covered every
trail at Little Sahara. Buzz almost pulled a Steve and
went for a swim, He was leading the pack at a very fast pace and came
over a hill with a pond at the bottom lucky for Buzz
the back brakes worked, he stopped about 1/2 way down the hill and we
were able to push and back it up without too much
trouble. After we decided to call it a night Buzz said go that way to
get back to the north camp so I took the lead, We made it
back to cam going about 1/2 as fast as Buzz was going I couldn't see
shit and it made me wonder how much Buzz was seeing
when he was in the lead hehe. Next time we meet up buzz is going to be
in the lead all the way back to camp :-)

Monday Dennis and I went for a ride, We planned on riding until noon the

loading up and heading for home.

It was real cloudy, cool and misting but what the hell we have been wet

before. The wind blowing all night made all the

sand real smooth, the mist made the sand real hard and traction was

great. We were trying to put as many tracks on as many hills as we could

before noon, when Dennis decided to take a tall hill just a little to fast

and did the "Lawn Dart" style landing when he finally came to a stop he was

on his back wheels with the 350 leaning back toward the top of the roll cage,

I got out ran over and asked him "you ok" he said "yes" so I said "give me your

camera" hehe and he did, I got some good pictures of him before I turned him

back on his wheels :-) While he was accessing the damage I took the time to

step off his air time and from where his wheels left the ground to 

where he first made

contact with the ground it was over 30' Can you say big air hehe

The only damage was a bent tie rod and a flat front tire.



Willy is one of the luckiest people I have met in a long time, 

He has 3 Pilot's and lives close enough to the dunes to enjoy them.

One of his Pilots rear shocks was low on Nitrogen so we toped them

off. Willy also has some cool pictures of him jumping he just needs to 

get them scaned and send them to me :-)

Thanks for the Pilot seat harness Willy I will think of you every time 

I adjust my new harness and dont have to spend spend 10

minutes fumbling with my old broken one.

A little about the dunes
Its real hard to put it into words but I will give it a shot.
The dunes have about everything you could want in a weekend ride Flat
WOT areas, Big sand hills, Trails, Whoops and jumps (and water)...

The people who run the park are the best, They got on the phone and
started calling motels trying to find Robert a place to stay that
was handicap accessible (Both motels in Waynoka are not) After about 1/2
hr they found one and even gave us the phone number.
Talk about above and beyond the call of duty.. All the facilities were
very clean, The north camp ground had new showers and
bathrooms. They charge 13.00 a night for camping including water and
electric hookups and 6.00 a day for riding, What a deal!

I still have more details to add and will update them as I get time.

I also have more pictures to add as I get them back from being developed

I will scan and add them.

Do you have pictures of Little Sahara you want me to add? Email them to me