I guess it was finally time for me to climb Y Mountain. The mountain was crowded with people going to see the Y. I probably should have went on Sunday instead. I lost the trail which was buried in snow and just decided to climb straight up the mountain. Great view from the summit. I forgot my snowshoes so it ended up taking longer than I expected.
I've hiked or ran to the Y probably 20 times, but never hiked to the summit. Back in the 70s, you used to be able to drive to the Y (according to my father).
According to some very old notes I had kept, I hiked this one the first time with Macae Krogh the day before my 19th birthday in 1980. Later after reviewing the USGS map, I realized I had only gotten to the top of the second highest peak of "Y" Mountain. I hiked it a second time with a large group of guys from "Q" Hall in Deseret Tower dormitories at BYU in April of 1983 intending to reach the true high point. It turns out that both times I hiked to the top of the more westerly peak which offers much better views than the easterly highpoint which is actually 30-40 feet higher. There was too much snow to slog through in April of 1983 just to achieve the true high point.
I had hiked up to the Y several times, but this was the first time I continued on to the summit. The colors of the trees up behind the mountain were amazing, with several different shades of yellow, green, brown, orange, and red leaves. The view from the top is comparable to the ones found on Cascade Mountain and Mount Timpanogos.