6+ FEET of fresh snow that had fallen in Lake Tahoe after a series of big storms. (I *heart* to ski.)
That's obviously a huge amount of fluffy stuff, but per ususal, as I drove east into the alpine heights of the Sierra Nevada mountains along Interstate 80, the roads were plowed to hard-pack perfection — even though the snow was still falling.
sublime, thankyouverymuch, but it wouldn't have happened if the roads had been closed because of all the snow. So I send my gratitude (once again) to the intrepid "Sierra Snowfighters" from the Caltrans Kingvale Station for enabling my euphoria.