Blatant Obfuscation

I have done it. I need not do it again. It was a long long day, and there is nothing anybody can do or say that will cause me to want to return to the summit of the mountain.
I mean I cover all of the basis for the climb. Technically my friend Nels was the one who planned it all out. It was a matter of hiking up one side and then returning down the other side. So early Saturday morning we travelled north and met some other friends. After some car shuffling [we left a vehicle at the down side] we went to the Apsen Grove trail head and started to ascend at 7:20 am.
In the group of 6 going up, I knew 3 of the people. I hiked near the lead of the group which meant that setting a decent pace I was with Javier, one of the new faces, for the hike. We got 30 minutes into the ascent and discovered that the other 4 were no longer right behind us, so we waited and let them catch up. It was going to be a long day. You could just tell it.
Once we met back up, Javier and myself decided to just go and hope they kept up. We had a steady pace going for the next two hours until we hit what I am told was "the Lake". Looking up from the nice clear waters you could see the summit. The rescue people stationed at the lake said it was to be another 2 hours to the summit. So Javier and I waited for about an hour at the Lake for the group to catch up.
With no sign of them, we continued to the saddle and summit. We crossed a decent ice field heading to the saddle. I found a nice flat rock large enough for me to lay down on and took a nice longer break. It was long. It was really really long. I got down enjoying the cool breeze and continued slowly [the ice made it interesting] towards the saddle. The last 100 yards contained a nasty verticle spot where every 10 feet or so you had to stop and regain your balance.
We hit the saddle about noon time, and there took a nice long break. It was lunch time and I snack on energy bars. There Javier and I waited for a good half an hour before beginning the last leg to the summit. It was fun. Long hard and hot, but the end result was cool, sitting on top of the summit and looking over Utah Valley.
After a while we headed back down the path to the saddle. [I was informed at the bottom of the Timponeke trail that you could slide down the glacier] and from there down the other trail. What took a good 5 and half hours to climb took a good 4 and half hours to hike down. Each point along the way was long and hard.
On the way up Javier and I ended up meeting up with a new friend Matt who had been left behind by his group and so we three had bonded over loosing our respective groups. On the way to the saddle from the summit, we ran into Nels and he spouted something about "a lazy day". Matt Javier and I headed to the saddle and continued down the trail [Timponeke] to where was planned to head home. It was a long long hike.
We got to the parking lot about 5 ish. Here is where the split second decission comes into play. We realized that Nels and the other 3 in the group were kind of slow. Javier and I had a choose of waiting like true friends for them or getting an early ride south with Matt. We choose the latter option. I wasnt gonna wait for the next hour to two hours for them to get down the mountian.
From the day, I got too much sun, sore muscles, and a desire never ever to return to the summit of TImp.