Climbed all of the peaks along the kettle crest. Exhausting but gorgeous.
Did a winter trek with four back-country ski buddies. Tough breakable crust at the top. One of the guys sprung an ankle. He and two others took the trail back down. Mils and I dropped off the sunrise slope and skied to the road below the Hwy summit. We all met up later for hot toddies in the parking lot.
Some definite thrash and bash from Sherman's summit. Quite a large cairn on Snow.
While trying to take a nap in the parking area after the effort, some Captain Greymatter who finished his day decided to smack his hiking shoes together several times and talk up a storm. Knucklehead.