Lake Tahoe's waters are an indescribably beautiful blue, with snow-capped mountains reflected on its surface, creating a dazzling white expanse. Driving around the lake, you'd stop every now and then to touch the water; it was icy cold to the bone. A fisherman sat on the sandy beach, seemingly unperturbed even after a long time without a bite. A mountain breeze swept through the forest, carrying a strong scent of pine. A small wooden cabin by the lake, with its kayak hanging nearby, lay quietly. As darkness fell, the water turned from blue to purple, the cold so intense that you'd shrink your neck and quickly retreat to your car.