My Cat Hates You....

So in times of ugh, I sometimes always find that I have way more shit stored up somewhere than what is truely necassary. Like the links link in Firefox, I stash interesting finds like this one.

And why am I not in grad school when they study the intestinal pressure required to do THIS?

The Montana Motorbike Mega Marathon....

So the infamous Brian Johnson came back to montana for the week to peruse and party and repercieve. So I packed up the bikes of new and old: my new Yz450 and my old Xr500 on my old trailer. Needless to say I sold all of the "old goods" to Garrett, the new and proud caretaker of the honda legacy. Strangely or not, While in pipestone I must have seen 15 early '80s Xr500's. I was shocked and I smiled. Of course, theyre invincible.

So here I am back in the Montucky Madness. Loving it. Hating it. Theres two ways to do Mt: No worries raft guiding couch surfing bar hopping where am I dont care Im happy style, or the I work way to hard to not go fishing so Im going fishing but I should be working bc this place is so fucking expensive I can barely afford the $900 basement closet that drips water from the apartment upstairs. Ok, maybe thats a little extreme. Doesnt matter though, bc I cant afford to live there and every job I find IN montana takes me OUT of montana, so, uh, I dont get it anymore....
Ah, the Tobacco Roots!! or some other range near them...?? Pipestone must be the most awesome riding territory ever, and for early March, well its summer already and theres no snow and the rivers are getting color already. I was thinking in my dreams that maybe this is the season I get the mini escapes to run the Lochsa soon and the Grand Canyon in November. Hmmm. Life continually eludes me. I love it and lose its bearings. Go for the search and find something completely different and awesome. Im not one for caring too much anymore so Im gonna have to just go with the flow of awesome and live it, love it. I suspect this will find myself old, poor and happy and hungry. But what is anything without hunger? Metaphorically speaking.
So the drunkeness with Brian and Natalia were awesome and dehydrating. I then moved back south and east to my other home spooning with Cooper, drinking coffee with Garrett and trying give beer to Sony and Lauren. It will work someday. Day One in the desert: crazy technical trails and a broken clutch cable cuts the days short. Day Two: I get seriously Wilfed, 12 wrecks in all on a mysterious goat trail to nowhere. 3 off the back wheelie dismounts, one of which fills the pipe with dirt making a scene when I kick it for a restart. A double bubble bent brake lever that I can barely reach. I super slowmo fall on a cactus with my ass, thigh and hand. Im still picking that shit out, dammit!! Lets just say its the rider and not bike, though I think diefferent gearing might help. So if you know of a xr400 for sale consider it sold and Ill come get it. So now the research for a GIS field job continues.
And of now now I find myself in Spokompton, watching the foam pour off the class V+ town section of the Spokane River. I drool. And other things too....

Mud....

So the YZ is fantastic. It throws some great 40ft rooster tails and doesnt like bentonite. But who does. Im finding out more and more how much more often I need to change the oil, so Im ordering 10 filters and a couple gallons of synthetic oil. Fun. Im glad I had a job over the winter, which didnt seem much like winter to me.
But to my moms suggestion, Im building a photo segment Im calling "Rust" for now. Hopefully I can get it in a coffee shop somewhere just to say I did. I bet the Motohaus in Loveland Co might be interested. Or something in the ITC in Bozeman. Who knows? Who Cares?
It would be stuff like this rusty chain. And I revisited the old post with trucks and theyre all from Nebraska? WTF?

Response....

So it seems I got a good response from the the last one. So I went out and found some more. One of them is especially surprising....

S I dont know how you get a car upsidedown but half of the car in Ok are. Just a factoid. And more often than not Im finding a generous amount of vehicles with trees attached.
I love this pic. No other explanation is needed.
So this truck has something that I didnt notice at first. Other than the coolness factor it has 2 things relevant that you can see if you click on it and look at the full size. It happens to be my job for this summer and my place of birth. Finger it out.

Completely Cool Junk, and a Pump Jack....

So my job is to wander around and find fences and gates for the surveyors and drills to get to where they need to be. On this wandering route I find some of the most interesting shit, or as today would happen, a forest fire. Luckily but almost too late, Im becoming a wildland fire fighter. And while Im on that tangent, my boots are gonna cost $350. But I hear they are comfy. Better be. Not to forget the ever too present dead rotting cows and calves that I almost ride into on a daily basis. I wanna puke and not be livestock in Ok. They die. Horribly.

And then theres this Two Named Car. See if you can pick it out. Remember if you click the image the full size one opens in a new tab.



And heres your pump jack sucking away at the sauce. I hear if youre a real doodlebugger you get up and ride the beast. Time will tell.....