(That is Jack above me) Yeah, sometimes trail-finding was a little hit-or-miss. However, the views from on top were pretty spectacular.
On the way back down we got snowed on for about half an hour. The temperature was in the 50's, and it definitely wasn't snowing hard enough to stick, but it made me very nervous. The upper part of the trail follows a ridge line, and I was afraid of lightning, so I voted to stay below the ridge line. Unfortunately that meant we were on very loose rock. At one point a whole bunch of rocks shifted under my feet, causing me to take several stumbling steps forward before I caught my balance by falling against a different rock. No, I will not show you the bruise on my shoulder. But on the second stumbling step one of my (brand new) poles got stuck between two rocks, and...
Oh well. It was a great day overall.
