We loaded up in two cars and by 830 a.m. headed east on highway 88 deeper into High Sierra’s. Deer were foraging around every bend and you needed to hope that they would not start and dash into your car. We were lucky and we had a clear run higher and higher nearly to 8000 feet before we stopped for photo’s of the snow capped mountains.
Waterfall were pouring down the mountains to rush into the already filled lakes and reservoirs. Down two thousand feet the cars and the water rushed down the east side of the Sierra’s and as we came around a curves the grand kids shrieked we needed to stop at the “island.”
It was their first view of Emerald Bay on Lake Tahoe.
We drove slowly around the lake and wondered at the beauty and size of a mountain lake at 6200 feet high. We gathered at the beach and grand kids ran off their excessive energy.
The two hour drive back, a nap and a big home-made taco dinner with Joe and Irene. Life is good.