Ten people met up at Silver Fir for a little informal night racing. Uninvited, were the two security people from the Summit Ski Area. A flurry of phone calls, ended with a no-go, for the race at Central. A stealthy retreat was made, and we regrouped at Hyak. Race-on. Route was from just above the OLY can to the top. Whoever made the most laps in an hour gained all the glory. Of course, finding the top, in the wispy fog and pitch black evening, was a little tricky. Happily no one got too lost, and everyone had a good time.