Black Rock City wouldn't be uniquely itself without the camps (theme and ad hoc) and the campers in them. This is just a random collection of things that caught my eye about the camps and their residents. Of course, as I write this, I realize how much I saw and how little I photographed. (But hey, if you really feel you missed out, 2006 tickets will go on sale in the spring...)

The Bush Camp, with the slogan, "All Hat, No Cattle." And George W. is there to greet you, even.	Despite the name, Camp Tramp isn't probably what your first thought may have been.	Tired? Rest your barkin' dogs in the chair sitting along the side of the roadway.
The stretch film around this camp may (or may not) have had some special meaning; I'm at a loss.	One of the camps sitting along 5:30 near Catharsis and Kidsville.	On Esplanade and 9:30 or so, a lighted board whose colorful pattern is always a-changin'.