Andrew is my friend.
When I meet someone for the first time, I like to find out if we know the same people. With Andrew, this process started when I asked where he was from. Oh, Cavalier you say? I went to Romania with a girl from there. What’s that? You took that same girl to prom? Ahh, so you’re telling me she only went with you for your car?
Andrew is much too old for prom now. Since losing his hair in a bet with genetics, he’s consoled himself with a shiny motorcycle and a roadtrip or two.
This picture of Andrew was either taken by Spencer or by my cousin Owen during a Beartooth Pass roadtrip.
One of the travelers told me that riding through the pass was far more impressive than riding through Yellowstone. I’ve heard good things about Yellowstone, so there must be something special about that winding strip of concrete.


Alex— Beartooth Pass is in my “top 3 scenic drives that I might just quit life and run away to drive again or maybe stay there forever.” You guys should definitely experience it.
Renah, I’m really liking your category title.
Alex,
fun to see Andrew’s picture and your take on the ride!
Mary, I’m glad you like it. Seeing Andrew IS fun.
Looks good, Alex. I laughed right out loud when I saw your mountain comment! Ah, the good old days when I had never traveled west and I tried to teach you children that mountains were just propaganda!
I’m glad you laughed