There are certain pictures though, that show why I feel Montana is about as close to heaven as you can come. I thought I'd post them, for those of you who are not lucky enough to live there. :)
This is the Clark Fork river, a 5 min. walk from Sean's parent's house. Very nice fishing. It is a fun place to swim in the summer, as well as a good place take rock hammers to chop ice in the winter. We loved this river in all the seasons, with it's sandy banks to dig in, and osprey hunting overhead. Until I moved to the mid-west, I thought all water was ice-cold, algae free, and full of trout that jump for flies. Ahhh.... I miss the snow fed waters. Mid-west water is warm and murky.

Here is a shot from the top of Discovery (by Anaconda, MT). - Skiing isn't just about going downhill on some snow. It is about being even with the clouds, and seeing the tops of snow capped rocky mountains surrounding you. It is about long, steep runs that go on forever. You quietly swish your way down the trails, around the trees, on runs so long, you forget there is a bottom. When you finally level you, you hop on the chair and are lifted into heaven again.
The ski hills here are so small, that the kids burst into hysterical laughter when we first drove by a resort. What kind of view would you have? Flat, snowy farmland? That would be so depressing. I don't think I could handle it. So, we stay inside our home a lot here during the winter.
I wish I had know to appreciate many of the things we left in the west, but I didn't know that things could be so different elsewhere. If we go back... I will be a wiser connoisseur of cold water and dry air.