When we moved to California last March we just barely missed out on skiing in Tahoe; the snow wasn’t great for the 2011-2012 season and by the time we were settled enough to make the trip, powder on the trails was nonexistent. Since then we have slowly gathered some ski gear, scoring a great deal on used boots at an REI garage sale, waiting for the right time to plan a trip.
Luckily for us, the small group that we’ve connected with has gone on a group ski trip the past couple of years and we were able to participate this time around! There were 18 of us total (including a few kids) and we all stayed together in a rented vacation home. A few of us skied, others did snow-shoeing or cross country skiing, and the kids enjoyed sledding and playing in the snow. We went to Bear Valley which is directly south of Lake Tahoe. I really liked the resort, it wasn’t crowded at all, the weather was sunny and the slopes varied from nicely groomed to shin-deep powder.
This was the first time I’d been skiing since I went to Sienna in south Lake Tahoe when I interned in Sacramento back in 2008 and Mark hadn’t been in over 10 years. Skiing is just like riding a bike, though, it came right back to us after just a few runs.
We couldn’t have asked for better weather, it was sunny and just over 40 degrees with a little wind. That’s my kind of skiing weather, I hate when temps are in the negative and it’s just miserable being outside.
Mark after completing his first black run ever! We all went down one or two blacks just to prove to ourselves that we could do it, haha. We mostly stuck to the blues and allthough we only skied one day, we made the most of it and stayed until the lifts closed and our quads were cramping.
The whole skiing gang: me, Mark, Brian and Brendon.