Finally, a place for dogs....

Fallen Leaf Lake at S. Tahoe has some wonderful meadows that still had snow in April. We found a bargain at the motel and stayed a couple days to unwind from the great circle tour and to get some exercise. Exercise at 8000' is more than exercise of the body, it is an exercise of will, especially as it was so cold and snowed while we were there. The dogs, of course, went nuts and we had to put them in the car after a run while we skiied some more, as their tongues were hanging out.
Our friend Heinrich taught us how to cross country ski, may years ago and this area was one of our finds for dogs and skiing. We would park a car at the bottom of the road and one at the top and ski down, drive back. The road now has many padlocks and gates, but we were able to find a place and remember the fun times when a bunch of us would come out, brave whatever the weather was doing and have a cold picnic. It may have been an excuse for eating rather than doing, but good memories are here.

Mount Tallac above the Lake. High winds were swooping across the lake, but we were protected by the trees.
This trip, we may have skiied down, but no way was I going to ski back up....we walked along the road. The meadow was wonderful with aspens and creeks and good, fresh snow. Whodathunk, April!



The wind had blown the snow here, but that night about a foot fell, and another couple feet the next night. There was so much snow that when we tried to find a place to park at Echo Lake, and Sierra Summit - no way. We ended up having lunch with Jeff in Placerville, talking of sailing, and back at the boat in 70 plus degrees. There were no signs about dogs anywhere. We remember putting Bailey on a sled when the snow was so deep, years ago, and had Jake tow him in the meadow. These fellows just leap into the deep and think they are in dog heaven.