The Clark Fork River, that is.
For the Labor Day weekend, I visited my oldest friend Kevin, who lives in Missoula, Montana. I've known him since third grade, and I usually try to visit him once a year if I can.
A lot has happened in the past year. He moved into a house with his girlfriend Taylore, and he got a dog. It's the most domesticated I've ever seen him. We spent the weekend riding around town on fixed-gears, hiking in the surrounding mountains, and just hanging out--a perfect end to summer.
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you have a beautiful eye!
was the dog smart?
yeah, it's really smart, and well behaved.
God I want to be there. What a place! Puts Cleveland to shame.
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