No More Dreaming of a White Christmas


For those of you that don’t know this about your Sierra snow reporter, I was born and raised in South Lake Tahoe. My most fond memory growing up here was the massive snow storms that would come through; leaving FEET of fresh pow behind, before Santa and his reindeer set out to deliver all the presents!

The 46” this storm has brought in so far has definitely brightened my spirit. I’ve been spending lots of time wrapping goodies for my loved ones, shredding endless pow lines at Sierra Resort, and I recently spread some holiday cheer around South Lake Tahoe with a little late night Caroling. As Buddy the Elf would say, “The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear!”

Late Night Carolling in South Lake Tahoe

Last year was the first time I’ve experienced Santa delivering the goods and finishing all his cookies without any snow to play in. To be blunt….I was NOT happy about it and I’m sure Santa would agree. I’ve spent the last 364 days dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know. Yes, those were the winters where treetops glistened and I was totally one of the children listening to hear sleigh bells in the snow.

Total White Out in West Bowl

I hope I’ve inspired a little holiday cheer in you, but there is no need to dream about a white Christmas this year, it’s a done deal! Thanks Mr. Claus!