I have a tradition of going skiing every 10 years. 1987, 1997, and... I couldn't let the cycle be broken. So in March 2007 it was off to Lake Tahoe. But first there was a detour to the wonderful town of Quincy, CA, to make another 10 year rendez-vous with my friend Marcell.

SR-70, northeast of Oroville, heading towards Quincy.

Our cabin - thanks to Marcell's boss!

Heading away from Quincy towards Truckee along SR-70.

The Roundup Cafe at the one-stop hamlet of Sattley.

Boreal.

Utterly bastard groovy!

"No, I definitely want to take pictures *while skiing*!"

Yeeeeeagh!

Where is the brake on this thing???

Somehow a 5 year-old girl got put on a chair lift by herself. I am not sure how or why the lift was stopped, but it took quite a bit of effort to get her down.