Since I was a kid I have read and dreamed about the Bonneville Salt Flats. It has been said that if you are a Buddhist you go to Tibet, but if you are a motorhead, you go to Bonneville. This August I finally made it!

No matter what you have read or seen you will not be prepared for what you will experience.  I arrived a little after 6 am, well before the sun was up, just as the glow on the horizon began to intensify. Once you leave the paved road and roll out onto the salt, you feel like you are in another world. The expanse and flatness, along with the history of racing, creates a sense of place that is beyond written description. Everyone should go to the salt flats at least once in your life to experience it for your self.

This first image conveys my vision of Bonneville. A very old Indian motorcycle contrasted against the high tech helmet and leathers all set on the expansive white surface communicates what I felt.

It can be blistering hot and waiting for the starter to give you the go ahead while wearing full leathers can be excruciating without some shade.

Randy Speranza has been racing for 15 years at Bonneville. He, along with his father, and brother, have set nearly 30 records, 14 of which are still standing.