It's that time of year when you can have a good ski and good trout fishing in the same day.
In a few days it will be St Paddy's day madness in Butte. Here's to the Irish. As my family poem recited by Gramps over the holiday meal goes (wish I could remember it all),
He drank like a fish and he ate like a savage
The only thing he didn't like was corned beef & cabbage.