oh, that sweet Missoula air.

The other night was chilly here in Fargo, ND. It was a nice chill, cool and fresh. The weather has been reminding me of when I was going to school in Missoula, MT. Even in the cold, we just bundled up and biked places. I guess I've been missing that attitude here. Without being surrounded by a community that enables my adventurous side it can be difficult to breakout. But, damnit, I will try. I am sure some night I will be lucky enough to run into a biker gang i can join.

Maybe I'm hanging around the wrong parts of town?
Where do mt. bikers hangout in Fargo?

I miss Missoula.