Yesterday I got up before dawn, staggered around the house, and gathered up all of my skiing possessions in the hope of a day of snow induced bliss. This sadly did not happen.
Quite the opposite happened, actually.
After it was all finished, the people going spent about 9 hours in transit to-and-from Tahoe only to be taught a recurring lesson: Ski resorts lie about their weather conditions. It was raining and windy, and 50 F at the mountains, completely unsuitable for skiing.
I will wait for the weather situation to improve before trying to travel up to Tahoe again, that is for sure.