The summit is buried in a thrashing of brush and
a few oak trees. Unlike tons of 
other places along the ridge trail with
great views, there is 
almost nothing to be seen from this weak
summit. We backtracked to 
Goat Rock where we set up a rope down its
South Face to give 
Steve and 
Tom a taste of rappelling.
Neither had ever done this before, so it was a fun time giving them the
opportunity. The coaching must have been excellent because Tom went down the
first try in good form, without mishap. Steve wasn't coached quite so
well because he 
flipped over backwards almost immediately and found
himself hanging upside down against the sandstone wall. They each took a couple
of turns at it before we called it a day. After packing up we enjoyed our
wine and 
picnic lunch at the Interpretive Center a short
distance to the north. Not a bad way to spend a Friday afternoon...