An entry from a tattered journal found on the shores of Lake Tahoe… “According to local lore, tucked deep in the snow blanketed Sierra Nevada mountains, rests a cabin secluded from the masses. After days of searching the shores of Lake Tahoe, I find a path of footsteps in the snow that winds through the moss laden trees of the forest. After hours trudging through knee-deep snow, I find myself gazing up a cabin where smoke is billowing from the chimney. Read more on