Saturday, I took a mountaineering skills class from Colorado Mountain School.  Coincidentally, we went to the exact snow hill I had been to the day before.  Thunderstorms moved in and we were chased down to our cars twice.  Finally, we went to lower elevation to avoid lightning and to practice moving as rope teams.

Saturday night, I decided to go into town to Estes Park to eat a real dinner before Sunday's climb.  After a massive meal, I headed back to my campsite.  I awoke at 4 AM, took down my tent in the moonlight as quietly as I could trying not to disturb the other campers, and left RMNP for the school in Estes Park.