I was anxious to get some ski turns in August and had missed the last 3 weekends to get out into the high country. I awoke early to get up high before the sun came over the mountains and was treated to a beautiful sunrise on the drive up Little Cottonwood canyon. I parked at the end of the paved road and hiked toward the Gunsight chute. The vegetation was thick and the flowers were gorgeous. As I viewed the chute from a distance I was a little sad that there was so little snow. Since I had already come that far I forged ahead and ascended what was left of the narrow snowfield. My crampons worked perfectly to get me safely up the snowfield. I was able to see some grazing deer next to the snow. I tried to video my decent but quickly gave up that plan. I needed all my faculties to get me down the narrow shot and avoid the rocks and debris. If the skiing would have been only a pinch better I would have gone for another lap but it wasn't so I didn't. By the time I got to my car there were big crowds of hikers arriving. Time to get to back to Connie and the yard work.