The American West, where a ghost of the wild west is still alive. It is raw, untamed, and vast; I love it, I feel free; it is magnificent.

I've ditched my helmet a couple hundred miles earlier in Montana. I'm riding into Wyoming through Yellowstone National park. Its summer, nature is alive, the colors, the smells... my senses are going wild, everything is intensified. I'm alive.
I'll be at a friends ranch in Moran, Wyoming.... soon.

music: The Last Knife Fighter