Still, at Trout Underground/Man Cave World Headquarters, we’re making headway in the ongoing War on Snow (millions in federal dollars needed).

Yesterday, rodbuilder and mechanical genius Chris Raine drove up and helped transform the evil, backbreaking Satan’s Snowblower from a sniveling, underachieving snow-weakling into a Powerful, Snow-Flinging Beast.

For a brief moment, I was the King of the Snow World. I was moving snow. I was clearing driveway. I was, in fact, kicking white fluffy butt.

And then I wasn’t. I wasn’t steering a snow-moving marvel. I wasn’t King of the World.

Once again, I was standing behind Satan’s Snowblower.

Satan’s Snowblower in its natural state (getting worked on): a more evil device never existed.

Sadly, Satan’s tenure as Beast was short-lived (about 30 minutes), and today I’m off to the hardware store to locate those tiny bits of metal that might resurrect what has become the snowblowing equivalent to the economy — a sputtering, slow-moving, under-performing monster.

More economic reports later (and maybe a fishing report if I can sneak out tomorrow).

Why Fly Fishing’s Better Than Skiing

Sure, fly fishers look dorky in our baggy rubber pants, but at least we’re not stomping around expensive ski lodges in oversized goggles and alien-looking plastic boots.

That’s one reason to fly fish in the winter instead of skiing. Here’s 45 seconds of another:

Click here to view the embedded video.

The Underground officially says “OUCH.” And wants you to know the potential organ donor in the picture will in fact recover fully.

That little fall you took last time you fished? Doesn’t look so terrifying now, does it?

This little life lesson brought to your courtesy the folks who really care about you.

The Trout Underground.

See you in the ER, Tom Chandler.

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