New Year’s Day in Tahoe
All is quiet on New Year’s Day according to U2, not so this time. Serious winterstorms were raging in the Sierra’s, and we were making our way to Tahoe, enduring blazing snow showers and dodging pick-up trucks spinning out in front of us. But my Subaru served us beautifully (anti-lock brakes + all wheel drive is a winning combination on icy mountain roads) and redemption was near. No skiing this time, but snowshoeing around the Tahoe shoreline, and towards Fallen Leaf Lake. And buffet in Harrah’s.
