Last weekend I narrowly pulled off a visit to the summit of Sahale amid deteriorating weather. I say "visit to the summit" because that was one of the few things we could actually see: we made the ascent inside of the proverbial ping pong ball. The only real proof of our summit was the copper survey marker on top...which of course identifies the peak as Boston. But with excellent snow conditions and a still-friendly glacier, we could hardly complain. Gianlucca, Barry and Tim all seemed to enjoy themselves, even if they had to take my word for it about the incredible view. The rain set in on the way down, and the learning objectives of our Mixed Mountaineering course began to seem in jeopardy.
As wise alpinists we retreated to the east side. At Vantage the boys got a crash-course in rock work; Tim went big and dove right into his first lead. Watching the gray wall of storm rolling out of the west, we felt glad to be off the crest and in a reasonable learning environment. Thanks to the crew for a great time! Looking forward to reuniting when the snow begins to fall.