When you are a college Spring Break-er, you have your pick of vacation spots, and Spring Break 2009 was no exception. After an incredible winter break at home with high school friends, we were reminded how much we lied each other, and decided to take a break from the college scene and get together for a trip to our wonderfully accommodating friend’s family’s vacation home in Truckee, California, located at the North end of the beautiful Lake Tahoe.Editor’s Note: Yes, I realize this was nearly four years ago, but I also realize that while I did not travel so much before my adventures in Europe, I did go on a few pretty awesome trips that need to be included here for safe memory keeping of hard-to-beat times. Plus, who doesn’t dig a little throwback action? More throwback posts are surely on their way.
Although I first picture Spring Break on the beach, the trip to the mountains was simply perfect. In Houston, Texas, we don’t have anything remotely close to ski terrain, much less snow or massive mountains surrounding a beautiful lake, so we were in for a treat escaping the heat, breathing fresh, unpolluted air and taking in the unbeatable scenery. Good times optional, but not included. Except with this crew, good times are always included.
We all boarded a night flight to Sacramento, California, where we received two rental cars: a Ford Excursion and Chevy Tahoe. Clearly we had lots of people and lots of stuff. From Sacramento, we made the 1.5-2 hr drive to the house. However, we definitely stopped for so some of us could have our first taste of In-N-Out. It was good, but as a Texas gal, I still gotta say that Whataburger serves up Texas burgers and that’s how I like them. Once we arrived and fought past the snow build up, we called beds, and hit the hay so we could hit the slopes the next morning.
During the trip, we skied both Northstar and Squaw Valley, which was host to the 1960 Winter Olympic Games and thus overpriced. I preferred Northstar due to the views of the lake, less crowds, and more clearly cut slopes, but I’m no expert skiier. If you are totally mediocre on the slopes, then feel free to take my advice. Further reading shows that 50% of the 177 runss in Squaw Valley are blacks, which may also be a hint of why I didn’t fancy their skiing.
The rest of the trip was filled with big meals, including a steak and baked potato dinner, countless rounds of charades, catching up, celebrating St. Patrick’s Day, bar hopping, sledding, shopping, and snowball fights. One day, a ton of snow kept us off the slopes and mostly inside, but it was a perfect day for our thighs and knees to rest up for a full next day on the mountain. All-in-all it was a simple trip to the mountains that was perfect.
Notice: I appear in none of the previous 4. Photographing is a much better job for me.
On this trip, I thought it’d be a good time to try out snowboarding with zero instruction. I switched my skies with Katie’s snowboard mid-run. Maybe not the best of ideas. I’ll stick to skiing in the future. Or sitting in a cozy ski lodge sipping drinks with the gals. Whichever.
Barrett did the same, except he took it a step further and tried to grind a rail.
Before this trip, I had not played charades in ages, but it turned out to be the most fun night time activity ever. Everyone got super creative and way into their parts. (Last video, I promise).
Have you skied the Lake Tahoe area?
Now I just need to make it back for a summer there, Hayley makes it look unbeatable!