So i had been planning to roll down to Bozeman this weekend to hang with some good friends i havn't seen in about a year. Plus Rick James scored me a free ticket to the NOFX concert so that sweetened the pot. The weather has been gorgeous in Missoula and all across Montana all week, but the day i set out for the trip theres a forecast of thunderstorms scattered across the treasure state. I had planned on riding so, ignoring my best judgement, I packed up The Outlaw and hit the road.




Now everyone knows that jumping on a motorcycle "just hoping" things will go ok, doesnt always work out the way you planned. Like i said Before, its part of the fun! So 20 miles out of missoula and the sun comes out, Gorgeous! From Deer Lodge to Butte was windy as fuck, But Bearable. I hit Butte and the wall of black is looming over. How come the only pass i have to go over has like wrath of god weather? Fuck you Butte, Fuck you very much! I rode the pass in the rain only to reach the other side with peanut sized hail. Sweet. Luckily I found an underpass to take shelter under until it passed. One good thing about Montana is that if you dont like the weather you should wait 15 minutes. I dried off just in time to hit pouring rain and gale force winds 20 miles outside of Bozeman. Made it alive and a little soggy but i grabbed a cold beer and threw all  my shit in the dryer. AWESOME TRIP SO FAR! NOFX tonight im stoked!