How do you know there's a raft guide in the bar...

For the last couple days I obviously partied with everyone from work. Justin likes to talk when he's loaded but this time it was sraight from the heart when he said that its human nature to overcome the obstacles that are placed before them. If you keep shit going and put yourself in new circumstances you'll not only learn but overcome, succeed, and become a better person for doing it. Me n Bman quickly looked over at each other because our drunk buisness idea's are definatly possible...All you gotta do say's Justin is "keep your sticks in the fire" whatever hammered lingo that happends to mean. As I ran out of days Norma, myself, and Bryant went over to two medicine and took a free boat tour across the lake. From there is a hike about 3 miles to two medicine lake and upper two medicine. It was good fun we chilled half way up a water fall in a hot tub looking pool although it was only a wopping 50 degrees. As we hiked we kept tryin to figure out what time it was because the last ferry left at 5:30 which meant if we missed it we'd have to hike an additional 4 miles back to the car. So we did our groove thang and took pictures you know the whole shabang. The whole time I was in Montana "things are gonna be alright" is a quote that stuck tight. Turns out the ferry had so many people on it that it had to take two trips. Making us perfectly late an hour for the last shuttle to the mainland.

From there Wild River had an end of the year party at the Whitefish Lake State Park. First off, we're raft guides we arn't meant for a family orientated park that has quiet hour at 10. If you can add all those things up, go ahead and picture what happend....Wild Boat Adventure according to them is now banned indefinatly from the park. Their bad, sorry for partying. The plan for the way out was to run the river early in the am which never happend because I don't and most people who live in tents don't operate early much less before 9am. It was a super sad goodbye and definatly didn't hit me until now sitting in my room here in Eau Claire. The drive went phenomenal and we cranked out 12 hours the first day to a rest stop in North Dakota. The next I made it home here by 6:30pm we were straight crusing on the way home. I jammed to this sick band outa Canada called Shred Kelly. I found their cd from the last night we were in West Glacier. Guess I bought it at some epic point in the night.



Golden Fields of Montana and North Dakota



Killed it, Hands down

Now that the summer is officially done it was probably the greatest thing I've done in life to date. It expanded the world view and made things that once felt distant come completly full circle. Learned alot about what I want to do and things that I definatly don't want to do. What ever you choose to do, bring the stoke and everything will be alright. It's the life, culture, work, people, friends, hobbies, environment, and epicocity for life that keeps us rockin. Living in tents, with dirty clothes, no shower, hoping that the guide fridge is full or it's Wednesday, and still being stoked is why if you wonder if there's ever a raft guide in the bar, no need to worry he'll tell you.