Newport to Tahoe to Mammoth to Newport
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A couple of weekends ago I got to take an awesome trip to Tahoe and Mammoth with a couple girlfriends of mine. And here's a little recap/a good guide to some of my favorite places in Tahoe and Mammoth...
We left at about 5:00am on Thursday to make sure we had enough time to hang in Tahoe City that afternoon. Along the 5, we stopped in good old Sac town to pic up some new Rome Madison's for me (thanks Paul!) and at one of my favorite fruit and pistachio stands, so we could stock up on goodies. We took a brief stop in Truckee for bloody mary's at Bar of America and finally arrived on the West Shore around 4:00pm.
There's a feeling of overwhelming love and excitement that only ex ski bums can truly understand. Some frat kids probably feel it when they go back to college, some people feel it when they go home, but as I pass Squaw on the 89 towards Tahoe City, as cheesy as it sounds, there is an undeniable magic in the air.
We pulled up at Kerry and Joey Dubbs' house (greeted by Bear dog) and got ready for some serious grilling. Within 5 mins of one friend showing up, almost every person I had been dying to see had showed up. And in true Tahoe style, drinks were flowing and handles were polished off in moments. After a few hours of rough housing, drinking, music, and food (always the best from Kerry), we headed to into town to continue our party at Fat Cat. It magically happened to be karaoke night!!! We partied, we belted out the usual classics, "Come to My Window" and "Love is a Battlefield," ran into some more friends and did God only knows what else.
We woke up early the next day because when you are excited enough and running solely on Kahlua and coffee and you have a day of heavy Squaw shredding ahead of you, who has time for a hangover? The Funitel, Gold Coast, hot laps on Shirley, Emigrant, and Mountain Run, intermingled with stops at the bar to see Tahoe's favorite bartender, Mona Bona (who made the best drinks we had all weekend), made for one hell of a day. We topped it off by dinner at Bridgetender and called it a night.
5:00am Saturday morning we began our venture to Mammoth via the 395. I could have stayed in Tahoe forever, but the sunrise over the East shore and the hills of Carson City made the drive a bit less painful. We arrived in Mammoth, changed our clothes in a bathroom and met up with the girls from Boarding for Breast Cancer for a day of awareness and fun. They held a yoga session, a lap a thon, a tribute ride, and had a band and party at Underground in the evening. We just cruised all over the mountain for most of the day and met up with B4BC periodically and had a blast.
We were burnt out by Sunday and decided to just cruise/eat our way around town and check out Tamarack Lodge. We had lunch at Campo, which I have heard mixed reviews of, but I absolutely loved it. Refreshing beers, nice outdoor patio, and killer food. We went back to the hotel for a bit to relax before we headed to dinner. One of my friends had a hankering for fish, so we decided to find the best place for it in town and we were not at all let down. I had been to Jimmy's Tavern, a Greek restaurant, before and enjoyed it and after meeting the wine connoisseur earlier in the day, we decided that would be our final mountain meal. Although it is probably the least "mountainy" place in Mammoth, the food and service were phenomenal!!!
5:00am Monday morning, we grudgingly stumbled out of bed and hit the road. I almost passed out driving on the way to Bishop, so we stopped at Schat's Bakery and, thankfully, Anni drove for a few hours. Once we saw that thick, black air, we knew we were home. An epic weekend to keep the three of us surviving through the daily grind had come to an end and I went straight back to work at 3:00pm. The end.
We left at about 5:00am on Thursday to make sure we had enough time to hang in Tahoe City that afternoon. Along the 5, we stopped in good old Sac town to pic up some new Rome Madison's for me (thanks Paul!) and at one of my favorite fruit and pistachio stands, so we could stock up on goodies. We took a brief stop in Truckee for bloody mary's at Bar of America and finally arrived on the West Shore around 4:00pm.
Annie, me, Ola at Bar of America
There's a feeling of overwhelming love and excitement that only ex ski bums can truly understand. Some frat kids probably feel it when they go back to college, some people feel it when they go home, but as I pass Squaw on the 89 towards Tahoe City, as cheesy as it sounds, there is an undeniable magic in the air.
Fannies at Fanny Bridge
We pulled up at Kerry and Joey Dubbs' house (greeted by Bear dog) and got ready for some serious grilling. Within 5 mins of one friend showing up, almost every person I had been dying to see had showed up. And in true Tahoe style, drinks were flowing and handles were polished off in moments. After a few hours of rough housing, drinking, music, and food (always the best from Kerry), we headed to into town to continue our party at Fat Cat. It magically happened to be karaoke night!!! We partied, we belted out the usual classics, "Come to My Window" and "Love is a Battlefield," ran into some more friends and did God only knows what else.
Kerry-o-kee
New friends are made-Anni and Patty
We woke up early the next day because when you are excited enough and running solely on Kahlua and coffee and you have a day of heavy Squaw shredding ahead of you, who has time for a hangover? The Funitel, Gold Coast, hot laps on Shirley, Emigrant, and Mountain Run, intermingled with stops at the bar to see Tahoe's favorite bartender, Mona Bona (who made the best drinks we had all weekend), made for one hell of a day. We topped it off by dinner at Bridgetender and called it a night.
Anni overlooking her kingdom
Shred sticks-Ola on Bataleon, Me on GNU, Anni on Arbor, Kerry on Lib
Girls and boys-Anni, Ola, Me, JR, Joey, Kerry
Ladies on top! Anni, Ola, Me, Kerry
Big Blue is cool, but it's no High Camp
5:00am Saturday morning we began our venture to Mammoth via the 395. I could have stayed in Tahoe forever, but the sunrise over the East shore and the hills of Carson City made the drive a bit less painful. We arrived in Mammoth, changed our clothes in a bathroom and met up with the girls from Boarding for Breast Cancer for a day of awareness and fun. They held a yoga session, a lap a thon, a tribute ride, and had a band and party at Underground in the evening. We just cruised all over the mountain for most of the day and met up with B4BC periodically and had a blast.
Good Morning Ola!
B4BC!!!
Cheers from the Campo deck!
5:00am Monday morning, we grudgingly stumbled out of bed and hit the road. I almost passed out driving on the way to Bishop, so we stopped at Schat's Bakery and, thankfully, Anni drove for a few hours. Once we saw that thick, black air, we knew we were home. An epic weekend to keep the three of us surviving through the daily grind had come to an end and I went straight back to work at 3:00pm. The end.