Beautiful, crisp fall day. The snowmass was all powdery snow about a foot deep...made for lots of post-holing. We headed straight up the steeper gully closer to the summit which was an interesting snow thrash. Final ridge scramble was short and sweet. No problems. Descent sucked. Camp at Snowmass Lake was one of my favorite spots in Colorado!
"So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life."
--Peter Gibbons (Office Space)