Those lakes are very meaningful, Timmy. One day back in May of 97, we drove up the Gold Lake Highway where the road had been cleared to and took a hike to Snag Lake. A big old Plumas County blower was parked up there waiting to go for the next shift when a huge snow squall came upon us. Near the lake, I tackled Svieta onto the ground and as snow flakes melted on her eyebrows, she said yes…
Those lakes are very meaningful, Timmy. One day back in May of 97, we drove up the Gold Lake Highway where the road had been cleared to and took a hike to Snag Lake. A big old Plumas County blower was parked up there waiting to go for the next shift when a huge snow squall came upon us. Near the lake, I tackled Svieta onto the ground and as snow flakes melted on her eyebrows, she said yes…