Once on the summit, however, the excitement was far too great to sleep - for Evan, the milk bar opened for a little snack, and Bryden became deeply fascinated with some of the local fauna - I believe he was attempting to use one of the native languages of the region when he happily chanted over and over "buppy gog, buppy gog, vuv vuv!" (For you non-parental types out there, I believe this loosely translates to "Puppy dog, puppy dog, woof woof!", referring to the mooching golden retriever that was greeting each new climber, checking to make sure they had at least one of the ten essentials - extra food). After a few obligatory summit photos, the climber's attention turned to the geological aspects of the summit - I believe Bryden determined that the rocks making up this summit massif bore a strong resemblance to the rocks found in our local climbing gym, at least from the aspect of taste, which is where his realm of expertise lies.
Although the weather was wonderful, we did not want to linger too long on this airy pinnacle, so forsaking the summit we started the descent back to the trailhead, knowing we had a supply of fresh diapers waiting for us there. Filled with excitement from his recent zoological and geological discoveries, Bryden decided to take a decidedly botanical bent on the descent, and insisted, as only a 14 month old can, on touching every tree that grew alongside the right hand side of the trail all the way to the base of the Little Si climbing area. There are a lot of trees along the right hand side of the trail between the summit and the climbing area. Evan took a much more sensible approach, and napped.