4 years of my youth (1948-52) was spent at Lake Tahoe where my step-dad was a State Park Ranger. I recall one winter when it was a good thing the outside door to our cabin opened inwards because we had to tunnel our way out so we could open a path through the snow….But overall it was a great experience for a kid.
One school day each week during winter we had mandatory ski lessons at Granlibakken Ski Lodge. https://granlibakken.com.
On weekends our mother was a waitress at the warming hut at the top of the chairlift at Squaw Valley Ski Resort so my sister and I got free skiing all weekend.
During summers I got up early and went fishing, and almost always brought back a limit of Rainbow or Speckled trout for breakfast when the rest of the family got up.
We had a pet fawn we named Zay. It’s mother had been killed on the highway so we bottle fed it until a neighbors dog chased it into the lake and it drowned. :o(
That’s where I learned to love nature, it shaped my character and my future and IMO why my life has always been Silverngold.