Took the ole Rambler up to Black Rock desert (N. of Pyramid Lake) in Nevada this past week, to Burning Man. Got the A/C charged the day before -- totally worth it! Not only was the trip cooler, the 600 miles up from Los Angeles, it was quieter -- the traditional 4 by 60 is deafening. The belt makes a slight chirp when the Sanden's clutch kicks in, and the car is underpowered enough that you can feel the compressor impulse load going up hills.
Basically the Burning Man event is camping with 36,000 people (this year) on a dry salt lake. There aren't even insects -- nothing. You gotta carry in water, food, everything, and the site is left utterly, absolutely, spotless. Not even fuzz from clothing.
So the Rambler is pretty much set up for standalone deep desert camping (sleeps two, 60 watts solar, ton of tools, parts, etc) plus we added one of those "instant canopies" that the next day became instant junk when it failed under side-loading wind.
I was surprised that old cars were a total rarity. Out of some 10,000? 15,000? vehicles driven in, the only old cars I saw at all (though I doubt I saw more than 2% of the place) was a few 70's Broncos, some old panel wagons, an early 80's Spirit, my 63 Classic, and a 53 Nash wagon! Now that was a sight to see -- driven in from California no less.
Picture taken while driving in; I never found it again (couldn't remember the street address.)
(In the res on the way up the road was a sportabout and a spirit in someone's yard; plus a yellow 70 hornet further down 395.)
Rambler ran just fine. Took 12 hrs to get there, 13 to home. Car camping in the desert is always dirty and dusty, but the A/C allowed us to drive with the windows up, a big boon.
However, the more-than-24-hour-long sandstorm forced sand (alkali silt, really) everywhere. Bicycles are mandatory -- it takes most of an hour to follow the perimeter of the city -- and the sandstorm got so bad at times that we had to simply stop pedalling, we couldn't see 10 feet in front of us. There's no showers, or washing, but somehow you get used to that. (Still haven't shaved.)
I'd heard of Burning Man for more than 10 years, but somehow never went. Big mistake on my part. It's umm probably not for everybody but it changed everything for me.