Do You Have a Pen: Montana
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I also released the rough drafts of the book chapter by chapter on my website and you can read what I wrote and get the gist of the chapters. Honestly, you don’t even need to read the book. There is enough information between the blog postings and the resources pages found HERE that the rest of the book might just be fluff.
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Montana

Montana Is one of the weirdest states I’ve been through and still like—a little. First of all, I think the entire state smells like the county fair, and not in a good way. Once you get over that, you realize it’s over seven hundred miles wide so you don’t just drive through the state without some sleep somewhere, especially if you are traveling west from the Chicago area like I usually do, because you have to go through three hundred and fifty miles of North Dakota or South Dakota before you get there. I sometimes hate Montana and sometimes I love it. Maybe love or hatred for each trip depends on my mood or what I saw when I was there each time.
Great Falls
I got stuck in Great Falls one time for three days because of a work “mistake,” which was compounded by another one and then some miscommunication from a client who didn’t know some state laws and I had to try navigating all of that. Anyway, my reason for being there didn’t make me very happy, so I gave the city a poor shake. It’s actually kind of cool, though getting there from east or west sucks. It was a rainy and dreary few days and I hated the conditions, but I was in a Best Western so I went down to the pool, hot tub, and sauna when I got depressed. I was happy they had a Fuddrucker’s in town, one of my favorite places to eat anywhere. The city has all the city amenities you expect and it’s a resort town. I think they were just having a bad week because when I left the client said I should get going as soon as possible since some roads were getting closed from washouts. They were right. I basically drove an hour from town to have to take a side road back to the interstate that goes through. Had I gone that way, it would have only added forty miles to my trip, so instead I did over one hundred by driving around the hilly countryside in May. Either way, based on that trip, if the hotel I stayed at does an inclusive New Years Eve Party, I’d love to ring in the New Year there. In fact, that is on my personal bucket list to go there with a group of friends for a New Years Eve celebration. It seems like a great place for something like that.
Livingston
Livingston is my favorite city in Montana and one of my favorite cities anywhere, which is strange. It just seems like a small town feel with all the conveniences of a larger city. I make the half joke that I could write a book there while looking off at the mountains for inspiration, similarly to Portland, Maine. They have a strange vibe of middle-aged hipsters that I find weirdly cool.
Missoula
Missoula is just your basic city without any suburban area. Once your out of the city, you’re out of any urban area. I have a friend and Brother Master Mason living there who is a foodie, so he has given me numerous suggestions on places to eat while there, which I have never had the time to adhere to. So with that, I’ve stopped through a few times, but I’m always in a hurry.
Miles City
This is a small crappy town, but it’s also the place I first tried and loved Taco John’s. So I sort of fell in love there, thus it holds a special place in my heart. The only thing about Taco John’s that it off is their use of potatoes. Most Mexican food isn’t served with tots or any other potato.
Billings
I just try to get through the area. From the interstate, you can count six oil refineries. The city seems to have no real niceties to it.
Bozeman
Bozeman is a great city if you can get to it, which is weird in and of itself. You see the signs on the highway for the different places to eat or get gas and once you get off the interstate, you have to drive a good fifteen minutes to the Fuddrucker’s for lunch instead of them and similar places being built near the interstate. Nope. You drive all the way through the middle of town to get to where you need to be. The interstate exits are mostly residential areas and businesses are past them. From what I gather, the interstate was built after the city grew, so the interstate is on the wrong side of town and the area where an interstate should be wasn’t conducive to building one.
On my way down the side roads they call U.S. highways to Great Falls, I stopped in a gas station to take a leak and walk around. The wind was horrible that I needed to walk around the store and I saw a book that was titled How to Survive in Grizzly Country. This was on a spinner rack of books all dedicated to grizzly bears. Shit! Time to leave! Headed to Great Falls, I had to leave the comfort of the interstate and go down a two-lane road that was in disrepair for something like three hundred miles. That’s where I realized the state doesn’t care about its roads and the roads themselves seem schizophrenic. Schizophrenic? Yes. For instance, that three hundred mile stretch seemed like five different contractors built five different large sections of the road where most states have a more uniform road structure in the state on the same type of road. Montana is also a state that doesn't salt or salt much and uses sand on the roads instead. All the way through Montana, it is impossible to not see beautiful views of gorgeous, snow-capped mountains.
My first experience with a mountain pass was in Montana and Idaho. I went up it in Montana and down in Idaho. In Montana, they had a sign requiring chains on all vehicles towing trailers and by the time I made it through to Idaho, I heard the sign was reading, “chains or studs for all vehicles.” Earlier I was in a gas station fifty miles before Lookout Pass and they just received a fax reading to expect two to four feet of snow over the next forty-eight hours on the pass. These were the worst conditions I had driven through in my life at that point. Ironically, the next day, that position was downgraded to the second worst conditions I had ever driven through once I was in the middle of Washington.
Because of its vastness, Montana feels like it takes forever to get through and it really does, but it’s hard not to be impressed by the natural beauty. The drawbacks are that everyone there thinks they are a cowboy. Maybe not everyone, but a lot of people.
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