2008 Ski Season: Day 8

Day 8 of the 2008 Ski Season brings us to Squaw Valley. This trip has been in the works for the past two months. Like last year's trip to Salt Lake City, it began with a phone call from EJ. I was on my way back to work from lunch at the Tied House, talking about skiing:


EJ: Hey, you wanna plan a ski trip to Lake Tahoe
D: Yes
EJ: Cool
D: I'll take care of everything

A few phone calls, countless emails, a few dozen text messages and a missed flight later, it was on. Jodi and I hooked up with another friend Eric in Belmont, then picked up EJ at SFO and headed to Tahoe City, CA.

The drive from our room in Tahoe City to Squaw valley runs along the Truckee river. We bumped some Bob Marley and tried to talk Eric into skiing with us. He was on the fence until we drove to the base of Squaw:

"I'm getting a two day pass," Eric declared, staring up at snow covered trails wondering how steep he would be able to ski.

He wound up getting more turns, yardsales, sunburn and runs then anyone on the trip.

Squaw got a few flurries that day. That Day 8 yet another Powder Day.

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