Montana Made Me Do It

Freedom or foolishness? Bravery or buffoonery? Euphoric inspiration or dumbass delusion?

It doesn’t matter—when the Big Sky gets in your bones, there’s no stopping it. You’ll do things you otherwise wouldn’t, even things you never thought possible. And if you survive, all body parts intact, you’ll probably do it again.

So, backflip or bellyflop, polar plunge or sketchy skijoring—heck, just a steep-ass run or risky-ass rapid—if Montana made you do it, we wanna hear about it. Tell us a tale, forward a photo, prepare a poem… whatever, just share how our great state afflicted—er, inspired you.

Because… Montana.