And then put her straight back in there!
Alex drove across the Sierras on Thursday night, and on Saturday we were back up there again.
We saw Hot Tub Time Machine on Friday night, and I’d been jealous of all the guys in Utah who sent me pics, so we did our own ski trip.
We drove up Saturday after I helped a colleague move into his new digs. We stopped off in Truckee, had a beer (well, I did) and bought the obligatory piece of souvenir baby clothing. Then down to Kings Beach on Lake Tahoe to some (too) cheap accommodation.
Dinner was at the Pfeiffer Haus for some Alpen essen.
Sunday was ski day, and after the true word from Mark Haughton, we headed for Alpine Meadows. $80 later, thanks to some discounts, we were on the hill and exploring in a whiteout. I was on teles and Alex on AT. It was pretty good. A different texture of snow than Utah. Quite grippy, which is good for me.
Alex made me proud by eating up black diamond runs. Our little girl along for the ride! I even did an “Our Father”, cos it’s Easter ‘n all.
Alpine Meadows is not as big and gnarly as Squaw Valley next door, but still provides some fun, and isn’t near so crowded.