Yaktrax in place, Denise, Eric and I headed down the hill to Skunk Harbor. The lake appears far away but in just 1.5 miles we were enjoying the frozen sand at the beach.
The house in the cove of Skunk Harbor is now owned by the Forest Service, but in the 20s it was a wild party place for the owner, George Wittell, a Gold Rush millionaire, and his wealthy San Franciscan friends.
When we arrived at the waters edge there was a group of revelers, running to their backpacks to give us beers. Yes, that was nice, but they were fooling no one, they just didn't want to unnecessarily carry full beers back to their house. I am not one to turn down free alcohol, even at 11am. I had my choice of beers, but decided to go with the Ichthyosaur IPA from the Great Basin Brewing Company.
Cheers to drinking beer and the New Year!
Two perfect picnic spots two days in a row... this can't be too uncommon in Tahoe.
In the evening we walked over to Heavenly Village to ring in the new year. The event organizers are smart, they celebrate the New Year on Eastern time, so the the countdown begins just before 9pm.
Boy band dance routines and pop cover songs were followed with an ice carving show.
Soon after this picture was taken the female entertainer got a little wild with her ice dance moves and lost her grip on her chisel, which went flying into the crowd. It didn't seem to faze her, but I am sure the parents of the little boy, who handed the potential murder weapon back to her, couldn't help but think about what could have been.
Happy New Year!