Part way up the second drainage, even with our blind route finding, it became obvious that we were one drainage to the west. Not to be deterred, however, we continued up meadow and gained the southwest ridge of the peak, which we followed to its join with Kane's south ridge. The terrain along the ridge was actually very good, with some pleasant scrambling on firm (yes firm) rock. Scree devotees could, however, turn anything that could possibly be perceived as difficult or exposed on the left.
From the ridge, I was able to point out Rick's and my route over Evan Thomas Pass to Highway 40 in the winter of 1998 (I think) to the others in my group. I was also able to describe in detail the bottomless snow, complete lack of any trail through the bush, and the particular spot where my dog's heart almost gave out (his tongue was purple). Apparently, this also courtesy of Collier, dogs have very small hearts. But I digress.
Too soon our southwest ridge dumped us unceremoniously onto the talus of the south ridge, and from there it was a simple plod to the summit. From the minor bump along the ridge to the top we saw one other party of two on the southeast ridge (similar route finding skills?), but... To see the full trip report you must login as a paid member. Use the Login Page. (message p3)
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