On the second day of out trip to Lake Tahoe, we awoke to the majestic mountains surrounding Mammoth Lakes.
Due to a last-second change in plans, we were fortunate enough to stay at the Village at Mammoth Lakes. It was a beautiful hotel, with shops that encompassed the area, and a gondola that takes skiers directly to the ski resort.
The deck outside our hotel room overlooked the courtyard and pool area.
Joseph looked much more relaxed than the night before during the bear scare.
Dad could not pass up the opportunity to start taking pictures out on the deck.
Josh looked stoked to be missing school for a few days.
The family, minus Benjamin, who was still recovering from the previous night's ordeal.
The Sierra Nevada were incredible as we headed north on U.S. 395 toward Carson City.
Josh and Joseph were clowning for the camera in the back of the van, with
Allyse taking the shot.
Allyse took a snap of Mono Lake as we zipped past.
We arrived in South Lake Tahoe just in time to check in at the
Lakeland Village.
Lakeland Village is situated on the
lakeshore at the foot of Heavenly Valley ski resort.
Two of the pools overlook Lake Tahoe.
Away from the shore, the condos felt like they were in the middle of a forest.
The main pool and spa became the favorite place for the kids to play while at Lake Tahoe.
After we checked in,
Julene dropped me off at
Harveys for the seminar that I had to attend. She and the kids drove to various points around South Lake Tahoe, with
Allyse taking the photos. I can't imagine that I would have taken the picture of
Raley's, but I included it since it seems to hold a special place in the hearts of the Waite family.
A smile returned to Angelina's face after being carsick and going through the bear scare the night before.
Friday began with yet another glorious day at the lake, and Brad stuck in another morning of seminars.
Angelina came prepared for mountain weather, on the beach.
Josh and Joseph were trying to figure out how to commandeer a ship and start committing acts of piracy on Lake Tahoe.
This amphibious vehicle just about became victim to Josh and Joseph. It turns out that both of them were too short to reach the gas pedal.
Josh looks like he just read my comment about him being a pirate. Argh, me matey!
Ditto for Joseph.
At lunch time, the family picked up Brad and we went to play miniature golf.
Josh scored his first hole in one, and looked like he was ready to soar. Way to go, Tiger!
Joseph's form was perfect (for a seven-year-old playing miniature golf).
Angelina's lucky pink shoes propelled her to . . . well . . . last place.
Julene's form looked great. Her putting didn't look bad, either.
Angelina made herself at home on the revolving 17th hole. She became yet another obstacle on what was already a difficult hole.
The card doesn't lie, although the scorekeeper might have. Let's just say that without resorting to funny math, I was able to keep my pride intact, barely.
Later that afternoon, we had a picnic down by the lake shore.
We followed up the charcoal grilled hamburgers with s'mores.
What follows is my photo essay from that afternoon on the beach.
