A Solution to Winter woes

I long for spring.

So I’m buying into the concept of a meteorological spring. It started March 1.

I was an easy convert. The spring I’ve always known won’t start for another three weeks.

By now I’ve had my fill of shoveling snow, fighting bitter winds, and waking up in the dark.

Open water, warm breezes and budding trees fill my dreams.

I got a taste a couple of weeks ago on the Bighorn where I met an old friend for a little fishing. We camped out two nights and spent a day floating the river.

A tailwater fishery, the Bighorn flows fast and clear when most of the other rivers in the...