I'll be at Lake Tahoe in March for skiing with the family. I wonder how much the nightly rental for the $75 million house is?
"Over the last 10 years, monthly surface water temperature averaged 41.9˚F at its coldest in February and 65.7˚F at its warmest in August." The lake's temperature is rather cold even in a very hot summer. Anyway, it looks like 3 different houses/mansions and the smallest closest to the water would be just fine alone. A big storm with all those huge windows could be scary to look at...
I will admit that my version of an "ideal mountain home" is a little more modest..... "Pleasant location; cheery neighbors in the morning; good water supply; federally-maintained access."
Wow! Seriously?? It's maybe 10 miles, as the crow flies. That is amazing... This leanto is on the Appalachian Trail about 10 trail miles south of Fontana Dam (GSMNP border). Ooops. I just conflated Mr. Kazinski?? {"Ted" to his friends} with the numbnuts that murdered doctors and left a deadly bomb at the Atlanta Olympics. http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/story?id=129666&page=1 Murphy, NC. Eric Robert Rudolph -- it all comes back to me now..... The problem is?? As a long-distance hiker, we *all* look like terrorists -- here's a shot of me on that same hike, after 165 miles in the dead of winter.... Hiker humor..... Q: "What's the difference between an Appalachian Trail through-hiker and a homeless person?" A: Gore-Tex.
Kentucky Fried Pigeon is not good for you. Quitting fried foods and all fast food and junk food...is like quitting smoking, and learning to fly...it's so liberating. #Reborn2018
D'ya know what I love about that picture?? I am SO friggin' happy. That chicken (and it was indeed KFC) was warm, and given to me on the side of a mountain, by friends I did *not* know I would see, to spend New Year's Eve on top of the mountain in front of us (due S across the parking lot...) That chicken was the PERFECT way to finish what was a perfect hike. So LL?? You cover a bunch o' miles in the dead of winter, starting out post-holing through hip-deep drifts of oatmeal snow, finishing the last 50kilometers/1.5 days in 45°-50° weather[!!!]..... and THEN refuse a piece of warm chicken. Go ahead, . I dare ya. Get started though! Dark is coming. (Did I mention it was the dead of winter??) If you *make* it, I'll buy you your *own* bucket. Forrrrr sure.