This must have been something to see on a Saturday night in 1943! The B-29 and B-24 crews would hold dances complete with lights, music, local girls, and adult beverages! The C.O. of the base commissioned some enlisted men to haul concrete up the ridiculously steep trail and pour a concrete dance floor
inside the cave!
The old road up to the mouth of the cave. I'm not sure an old Willey's Jeep could make it up!
View from the top.
Looking down to the dance floor.
Pictographs.
More.
Our guide Ron used a transit to map the cave and he said the floor was flat to within one half of an inch!
Skyler on the dace floor. Masks were for the dust, it was bad.
More pictographs.
Not many could fit on the dance floor but it probably didn't matter during WWII. What a morale booster!
The Bonneville Salt Flats had a fresh layer of pure white salt thanks to the massive winter precipitation.
Some dipshit from Wendover used a scissor jack back in 2003 to bend the bars and break in to graffiti the cave. They caught him and he had to pay a $30 fine. Unbelievable!
Last part coming in hot tomorrow, the "Salt Flats Cafe" for lunch. Quit possibly one of the best Mexican food joints I've ever had.