There is nowhere, to us, more indicative of the magic that is Lake Tahoe, than Emerald Bay.

We began with a picnic, at the overlook, while we witnessed young lovers become engaged.  I admit I was a little teary.

We then hiked to Vikingsholm Castle to see it in all its winter splendor.

"At last the lake burst upon us--a noble sheet of blue water lifted six thousand three hundred feet above the level of the sea, and walled in by a rim of snow-clad mountain peaks that towered aloft three thousand feet higher still! As it lay there with the shadows of the mountains brilliantly photographed upon its still surface, I thought it must surely be the fairest picture the whole world affords." -Mark Twain, 1861