Discouraged by the rain, few skiers use the Montana Creek Trail. Tucked into its steep sided canyon, the trail is holding up while others melt away. We pass two skiers on their way back to the cars and then have the stream side trail to ourselves. I enjoy the black and white peace of a late winter ski and hardly notice the shots booming up stream from the gun range. It’s a sound more fitting for the black and white news reels of war that show guns fired to free the oppressed, not for glory.