Squaw Valley

Sunday, we went around to the other side of Lake Tahoe and ended up at Squaw Valley , what a nice place to ski. It has a little bit for everybody. Little snow rats, beginners, snowboarders, normal peeps and even the few thrill seekers( "I need to ski off-piste"-king of peple)
Ryan and Roxzy improved and we could take them to some more challenging places. Towards the end of the afternoon, they were a bit skied-out, so Martin and I tackled a few black runs (YUMMY!) and then finally skied down to the car (SLUSHY!)
All in all: Good times!!
After dropping off the rental skis and boots, we had dinner at "Nu Yalk Pizza". 18 inch handmade with a pitcher of good ole Spaten beer. (German beer)
After that it was time to go back to the hotel, pack and get some sleep. We need to be on the road by 6.15 am to catch our flight in Sacramento,CA.

Gebraut nach dem deutschen Reinheitsgebot!

I was down in Lincoln today and had dinner with Marc and Sydney. Marc talked about German beer and I remembered this picture I took in a German supermarket of the beer section. This is just ONE row of several. The beer gets mostly sold in these racks, that you pay a refund for (as well as for the bottles), so everything gets returned, cleaned and re-used AND filled again with delicious German beer (gebraut nach dem deutschen Reinheitsgebot, which means, it consists pretty much only of the basic ingredients needed to brew beer....whatever those are, sorry I don't really know, I am a wine drinker, and I know there isn't a beer berry.
Marc and Sydney were also brave enough to go out and ride today.
A big hohaa to them. I rode as well, in my basement. That is after walking Mr. Whiskers for an hour. Somehow, it seems so much easier for me to keep warm walking than biking...
Well, I had a great evening thanks to the Lincoln peeps and now it is time to go to bed.