Yellowstone Trip

Last weekend, I went on a motorcycle trip to Yellowstone. I went to Butte on Friday, had a pint and a calzone with some good friends, and stayed the night. On Saturday I left Butte just before sunrise, and took the Interstate to Livingston. There I met up with one of my former classmates on his new Honda Shadow, and from there we headed down to the park. We spent most of the day sightseeing in the park, including a stop at the Old Faithful lodge for lunch, and to see the geyser erupt. It was a pretty good day, except that my clutch cable broke as we were heading out of the park. I managed to limp to West Yellowstone, where we spent a couple hours trying to find a new cable. I was eventually able to modify the linkage so I could work the clutch with my foot. Starting from a standstill was quite awkward, but my friend and I were able to get back to Butte. We stayed the night at a friend's place, then hung out for a while on Sunday morning before I headed to Missoula, where my folks met me with the pickup truck to haul me and my bike back home.

Even though my bike came home in the back of a truck, it was still an awesome weekend. I went just a bit more than 800 miles in the saddle in three days. When it was all said and done, I was exhausted, sore and baking in my leathers, and I can't wait to do it again.