My brother and I started out on a gorgeous day. We were hiking to commemorate my late Grandfather's birthday (he introduced me to hiking). I huffed and puffed most of the way, having just moved from nearly sea-level Korea less than a week before. Lots of snow on the ground, we post-holed the last 3/4 mile or so. Great day.
I started from the Squaw Road to the east. I reached summit of the adjacent Peak(hill) to the northeast and proceeded to lose the trail and get mixed up in some class 4 bushwhacking. The peak and canyon were veiled in clouds and the summit offered a surreal experience.
Beautiful night and winter conditions under an almost full moon. I was trying out a pair of Koflach mountaineering boots I had purchased at Hansen's Mountaineering in Orem. Peaked out at about midnight. Awesome night-time view of Utah Valley. Snow was fairly deep in places so I was glad I had gaiters. I did strain a groin muscle from all the post-holing that was involved. I had hiked this one 6 and a half years earlier (also by myself) on April 16, 1983 from the Squaw Peak Road.