Snowmobiles Over The Continental Divide

Finally, the big day!!
We had made a reservation with Good Times Adventures for a two hour tour, and luckily this day featured the very best weather of our entire vacation.
Cold as hell (10 below zero?) but sunny and clear with lots of fresh snow to make everything pretty.

I decided that their loaner boots were better than mine, but all the rest of my gear was fine. Turned out that the heated footwells on our machines made it a moot point.

Now for some contrast:

 This is what the pair of us rode in March 2013 on our Lake Tahoe trip. Terrific fun, but...

 For 2016 we each had our own one of these.
Won't bore you with the specs, but wow! And they were brand new.
Also, because this was Colorado and not California, the throttle didn't have a difficult to operate weasel-lawyer "safety" device that sucked all the fun out of it and sapped your concentration. California sucks, by the way.


One early favorite part of this tour was that after a familiarization cruise through the woods, we got to a big open field with what can only be described as an oval track. Some of the others didn't quite get it, but me and Lisa sure did. I wound that sucker up and flew, passing on the inside and outside a few times and grinning ear to eel. Pretty sure that had the track been bigger I could have hit 60mph or more.
What a rush!
Time for a quick selfie.

Then it was time to get into the meat of the tour--onward and upward to the Continental Divide!

Single file up, sometimes on impossibly narrow trails through the pines, and God was it beautiful!
The sections on roads or across fields were also fun, because you could gawk without getting croaked.
(BTW, our guide was Ivan from Argentina, and he knows almost as much about Ginobili as we do, being their national hero and all).



Up, up, up we went, until the trail spit us out into another world, at around 12,500 feet above sea level .
This is Mt. Guyot, and the slope to the left drains springtime snowmelt waters to the west, while a few meters to the right etc etc. (When I peed behind a tree, I made sure to be on OUR side. California got enough of my whiz on the Tahoe trip).

To me, the divide was more moving than some invisible thing like a border or the equator. After climbing a mountain range, it's very stirring to see and know that everything really does change. Much like the Mississippi River which I've crossed MANY times, or reaching another continent separated by an ocean.
It was a big event in my life--thinking about how it must have felt to all the pioneers hundreds of years ago.


We got to spend a decent amount of time up there--enough for my aforementioned whiz, where I sank into the snow up to my junk and had a vision of needing help to get out--and for pictures and videos.

Remembering photo tips from many years ago, I was glad I had set my phone's camera to +1.5 EV overexposure, because this is almost exactly how I remember it looked up there.


Our trip down was every bit as much fun as the way up.



The scenery was beautiful and my heart was soaring.
One of the very best days of my entire life.

Lake Tahoe--Finally

The weather and schedule came together today, so we took a cruise across Lake Tahoe on the M.S.Dixie II.
It's a "paddlewheel" made to look old-timey, but no smoke comes out of the stacks and there are some bonus screws underwater to augment the hydraulicly-driven stern wheel.

'Twas a fine time to be on the lake, and per our experience the weather changed constantly during the 2-hour tour.

A Sylvia pic of the two monkeys who lucked-out and got to fly to Tahoe.


Highway tunnels--supposedly the longest and shortest tunnels in Nevada.


I was hoping to see some of these clouds.
Seems like they are common in the Sierra Nevada mountains.


It was nice to be able to step back and shoot the snowy mountains from a distance.
Got a ton of these Views of Tahoe.


The bears and other critters are still hibernating, so the girls were excited to see a real wild bald eagle.
Lots of yelling and a quick lens change later...


These are the wild women with whom I've just spent a crazy week in Lake Tahoe:


All skiers and snowmobilers now.
Thanks for the great times, ladies.
I'll try to fill-in the blanks later.

Day 2: Fun In The Sun

Today started early, but luckily we're in the Pacific Time Zone so it wasn't as bad as it sounded at first.

The five of us went to Lake Tahoe Adventures to get outfitted with helmets and goggles and sign lots of release forms, then a bunch of other folks joined us on a shuttle bus for a long trip into the mountains.
Ending up in Hope Valley, we got introduced to our machines by our most excellent guide Danny and took off up into the snowy wilderness:

At the first stop, Danny took this pic with my phone--I didn't want to deal with bringing the big cameras and in full sun my Samsung does okay.

Over two hours on roads and trails, sometimes hauling serious quantities of ass, this was quite an adventure. Lots of historical places--Sylvia made a snow angel on the site where Kit Carson's party got stranded for a month.
We lucked into the best group and guide. The ones who left right after us got bogged down when a whole family just couldn't get the hang of operating snowmobiles--they eventually quit and the rest of that group carried on behind schedule only to have another family roll one machine and put some damage on another at the same spot. Weak!


While the ladies napped afterwards I took my infrared camera across the street to the stream and got a bunch of shots like this:



After naps we went down to Tahoe and split up--casinos for some, touristy shopping for others.
On our return I tried some night shots of tall pines and stars:



The full moon just now came over the mountains and eventually some good clouds joined the pachanga, so after some bloggus interruptus to shoot long exposures I bring you this:



Other than Facebooking pics from my phone, this is as close as it gets to instant blogging, and is why I bought a laptop for this trip.
Having a lot of fun both doing stuff and sharing it.
Tomorrow we're going up to the top of Heavenly Mountain, which is the kingdaddy around here.
Some will ski, some will sled, some will take pictures.
I'll be in at least one category...

Day 1: Southwest To Tahoe

A short layover in Las Vegas and soon we were getting picked up at Reno Airport and on our way over the mountains to Lake Tahoe.




Pulled over at a scenic overlook.


The lake with some showers forming.
We're in California--a first for me.
Hell, Nevada was a first, too.
And the full-on TSA trip.


More to come...