First year of TAY for me here in the PNW. My ridiculously low standards for snow quality (I grew up in New England happily shredding ice and dirt in -40 windchill for years of my childhood) has helped keep things in perspective - as in, any skiing in summer is good skiing, and any skiing with friends and beer is also good skiing, thus this must be good skiing! Naturally I returned to my mountain mistress, Ms. Rainier, to get Sept done.
Snow starts around Pebble Creek. If you wear headphones (or let your ski partner hike 50 feet in front of you), people can't stop you every 3 feet to ask/exclaim "Are you going skiing??" Skinned to about 8500 feet before deciding the suncups might swallow us whole. Snuck out skier's right towards the top of Nisqually Chute, chugged a Fremont Fresh Hop in the sun, and then did a surprisingly lovely 1500 feet on minimally tracked corn over a few exciting streams and one 100' shale downclimb. Highly recommended way to spend an afternoon, especially when you worked the previous 24 hours!