Mount Chester is a scramble that is less marked than most. One follows the route to the lake but must find your way to a faint trail found only if you spot the winter snowshoe route markers. Then you move towards a coal bed scree fest. A heard of 13 male big horned sheep were sleeping and resting in the upper pasture. We moved along the left side ledges to the col and everything above was lose. There were cairns along the left hand side of the ascent with occasional use of slabs for some stability. In the upper part it looked as though there were fossilized barnacles but they could also be something entirely different. For the return we crossed over the first col and made our way down a grassy slope into an avalanche gully. We discovered the route went and traveled down a dry creek bed which eventually intersection with another river. After a quick crossing we intersected the winter snow shoe trail and followed it out for the last kilometer. Wild strawberries and buffalo berries grow all along the trail.