As usual, Bob is too gracious. The two he was to meet was me, and a ski patrol buddy of mine. We fairly made a mess of our trip, getting a phenominally late start on thursday, only getting up as far as Lone Pine Lake. The snow really got started about there. A number of day hikers were hiking up to the lake in summer hiking boots, with no trouble. We got up somewhat late the next morning, not really expecting the weather we were to encounter. In retrospect, we think Bob actually passed us, before we got going.
As we moved up, the weather started to get more serious, as it started snowing, and eventually, some of the surrounding peaks were hard to see. There was no sunlight, and the temp dropped and the wind was picking up. We got as far as the ridge above Mirror Lake, when we decided to leave Marsh for another day. But now we had a problem: I had arranged, stupidly, for Bob to just bring up some extra fuel, but to use our stove, rather than his having to haul another one up. I assumed that Bob might want to continue up and camp as we'd planned. I also assumed that he was behind us some place. Knowing that there were alternate routes up, we decided that we'd split up and go down different routes, and pass the stove off to Bob (anything to get someone else to carry weight!) Problem was, we didn't encounter him. I planted my axe on a couloir that I thought he might ascend, with a note, while I hooked back up with my partner. When the clock got to 3, I knew he couldn't be below, if he was on the mountain at all. So we took off, only to find his truck at the Portal (sigh).
I left a note, and as we were leaving, a climber came down that had seen Bob getting to Trail Camp about 1pm.
I must say that we thought the snow was amazingly good. Perfect corn, for the most part. My partner did not even bother with crampons on the way up, although I felt more secure with mine on.
Never broke through the surface. Coming down, when it was a lot colder, the snow was icy, and the crampons helped a lot.
Of note, there was an REI commercially guided group at Mirror Lake, training for Denali. They had gotten there the previous day, apparently, and decided to go no higher because of the temperature and weather, and came out. I don't know about Denali....
I am amazed at the time that Bob made it up the mountain, particularly with a winter pack.