Big-Sky, Schmeg-Pie... What's In A Name? (Maybe Too Much).

Yes, the romance of it all: BigSky/BlueSky conjuring up images of Malboro Country. Webb on horse back, our Big Sky Bonanza Man.

It all sounds so bountiful, so promising. And, then there's the endless hype and anticipation coming from Webb and Puplava and the rest of us salavating at the bit.

And then when you say it over and over again: "BigSky BlueSky, BigSky BlueSky" it's got a nice beat and is easy to dance to.

But try repeating names like Goodwin Lake or Clan Lake over and over again. It ain't even enough for a Tango or the Monkey.

My point? I thought you'd never ask:

WE ALREADY KNOW CLAN LAKE BETTER THAN BIG SKY to the extent that real geologists even said they already found 600,000 ounces there.

Furthermore, GOODWIN LAKE's first 4 drill results were better than the first 4 out of Big Sky.

So, let's not get too carried away with sexy Big Sky when we just might be surprised that a bigger sky is at the Lakes of Clan and Goodwin.

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