On tonight's episode of "Undercover Boss" on CBS, president and CEO Andy Wirth gets a makeover and goes undercover to Lake Tahoe, Calif. The Squaw Valley mountain is famous for hosting the 1960 Winter Olympics and the epicenter of big mountain skiing. Alpine Meadows offers a family-friendly atmosphere with excellent snow sports for the entire family. The founder of the empire was Conrad Wirth, Andy's grandfather, who was the Director of the National Parks Services for eleven years. When Andy took over, he purchased Alpine Meadows to give the two resorts a more family-friendly atmosphere, where Squaw Valley mainly catered to the expert skiers. Again they slow down, then stop, look about, they hear the water slapping the bank from the Great Lake again, but can not see it. The breeze from the lake is picking up, as the window is rolled down they can feel the breeze, there is a chill to it, so they roll it up a bit more. Trees are swaying.

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