Do you remember the first time you heard someone mention Tahoe? I do. When I finally drove through here en route to San Francisco, I knew right away it was a place I wanted to visit again. What I did not know then was how much I would come to love it. The City by the Bay proved to hold much opportunity, but could not fulfill the desire to connect with the Lake and the surrounding mountains. Alpine vistas invaded my waking dreams, as if a fire had come to life inside.
The threshold between Spring and Summer in the Tahoe region is an interesting time. A season meant for exploration, the rushing streams and snowcapped peaks seem to beckon the locals out from under their winter dwellings. To catch the bug, all you have to do is turn your gaze westward—to the Desolation Wilderness—and the siren song of the mountains will call you home.Driving around the southwest corner of the lake, there are innumerable trailheads, some more obvious than others.