This week there has been much ado and anticipation about this week’s big storm. There was a small taste earlier in the week, but not enough to invoke the six-inch rule.
With lots of buzz over its arrival yesterday afternoon, I was beginning to wonder on my drive home from derby practice last night at 10.30. I saw a few snowflakes, and heard lots of wind, but where was the two inches an hour fury?
Oh little grasshopper. Your skepticism after all these years in the Tahoe basin? This is what I woke up to this morning.
Yep. Over a foot here. I’ve never been so excited about shoveling snow. There’s another storm expected to hit Thursday night into Friday, which should make for some hilarity with the hordes that are descending upon us for the holiday weekend.