Psh, sleds.

Dad and Bro take the speedy way home, glissading off the Castle-Conundrum ridge.  Glissading is awesome after all that trudging...except for the numb butt, the epic wedgie, the pants and socks full of water (what, gaiters?) and the little ice balls that you find in your pockets and any crevice or opening on your pack.  But still very, very worth it...who wouldn't want to eliminate a mile's worth of walking in about 45 seconds?  Plus, we would have had to re-summit on Castle and that's just silly.