Sometime around 2003.05.10
(Commentary, as usual, by B. Lee.)
Amy looks at the tram. Instead of me. Because it's not like I was doing anything important.
The view from the top. I'm told I don't appear in enough of these pictures, so here I am. In fact on this trip it was hard to avoid since I had my own camera to distract me. Anyway, notice Lake Tahoe in the background.
For a few minutes I got Amy's camera away from her.
Some of the rocks we passed on the tram.
Lake Tahoe.
Lake Tahoe again.
Eagle Falls in Emerald Bay on Lake Tahoe, with some people in the foreground.
Fannette Island in Emerald Bay on Lake Tahoe. The small structure on top is a tea house. No, really. Apparently California has attracted slightly odd yet rich people for quite some time now.
Emerald Bay. While we were taking these pictures, some woman said, "It's too bad there are all these trees here, it would be so pretty if they weren't in the way."
California's history on display. This is from Placerville, whose city seal appears to be a guy panning for gold with a tree with a noose hanging from it in the background.
He does not seem to be sipping a cup of espresso, I guess they need to update it.
We drove through the infinite windmill farm on the way home.