A little accumulation last night left the upper portion of the route a bit slick in places (especially the white rock) but generally it was in summer condition with the exception of one snow field lingering just below the summit. Fortunately that one is low angle and reasonably well tracked so I didn't bother to put my microspikes on. I was on top about 8:30 and the wind was really kicking up. From the knife edge to the saddle with Grays I was nervous about being knocked off my feet by the wind.
Dead dog still looked fat to me! Go get it kids!