Rewriting log entry lost to glitch: I succeeded in making my way through the tall brush to the summit with my dogs on a cool day in late June. That and getting back are enough effort for a day due to the bushwhacking, but this particular trip became a major ordeal when one of my dogs got lost in the brush and ended up having to be retrieved by retracing most of my steps the next day with a dog whistle. Marley was found safe and sound!
After seeing the Grey Rocks from I-5 at Castella for years, I started to research various routes to the top. A few years and five attempts, I finally found a reasonable way to the summit. Prior attempts had all ended in failure due to intense brushfields and time. Made the summit with my friend Mark and was proud knowing that from start to finish, I had figured this peak out entirely on my own.