Dude, They Brought a Cannon!!

So we actually pulled together the float we have always talked about, the pirate raft with the cannon. We showed up at the put in about noon on the 4th on the Jefferson. The river had enough people to probably put it in the top 15 most populated cities in the state. It was complete with coppers at the beginning making sure people didn't park on the highway, fish cops in the middle looking for life jackets, and more at the end making sure you could walk before you started driving. I don't know how we got away with the life jacket, or lack of, thing. We got laughs and a thumbs up from the men in uniform, who'd a though.

The cliffs were a mass of humanity beyond anything anyone had witnessed. Amazingly nobody got jumped on the entire stay there. This is where the cannon came into it's own. Upon firing off a round the entire crowd would go silent for a second followed by cheers and yelling circling around the beer infused masses. The cliff spectical was completed by the man with a cape and a arm sling, also from the pirate raft if people were wondering. After loosing and finding a dog and loosing someones younger brother overboard when the raft hit bottom we made it to the take out. The one lane bridge was a disaster and the displays of drunken debauchery were impressive.
Upon returning to Bozeman we did the only logical thing, continued firing the cannon, BBQ'd, and lit 300 saturn missiles and 1000 black cats at the same time, obviously.





































