We picked out two recycled plastic sleds for our trip, and my older son decided he also needed a new winter beanie at all costs (despite us already having about six in our bags), so he walked out with that, too. We only needed to charge for 20 minutes but by the time we unbuckled and fed the kids and had fun roaming the aisles of REI, we ended up being there a bit longer, gaining 155 miles. Sometimes it’s not your range, but your kids and letting them work their energy out that tells you how long you need to charge when you stop.
Even with the 7,000-foot climb up Donner Pass on I-80, we didn’t need to stop again, so from the Sacramento charger, we headed straight for our little cabin in the woods above Lake Tahoe. It gets me every time how the vehicle seems to float uphill — it’s so effortless, the way the energy is released.
You officially enter the Tahoe National Forest just east of the gold rush town of Auburn. Shortly after that, I-80 shrinks down to two lanes, and you begin to pass campgrounds, hiking trails and plenty of scenic pull-offs.
It's become a little bit of a tradition, every time we pass back and forth from the more lush lower elevations in California to the cold and the trees of the mountains, to roll down the window and take a few deep breaths and feel the transition — it’s a really distinct smell.