The perfect smell of pines. A grand blue lake. Sunny skies. White knuckle mountain biking and the pain of falling off a tube while boating at 50 mph. It’s been fun. See ya again soon Tahoe.
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This is My Northwest 
Wow, you should be paid for generating tourism buzz, I want to pack up my bike and book a ticket!
Ha, thanks. I think you just nailed my dream job.