On my first attempt, deep snow hampered my upward progress even below tree line. This time, most of the lower mountain was dry, and I had no serious problems in getting up to the main avalanche slope just past some huge boulders. I soon reached snow line and predictably sank to my knees after the first few steps. This was short-lived though, and the snow conditions improved enough to hold my weight until I reached the lowest of the runout zones--essentially a sea of big, tumbled snowballs. I put on my crampons here to improve my traction and began the long slog upwards. As I had anticipated, hiking up the runout zones proved to be easy--almost too easy. The ascent started to get a little monotonous after awhile, and I would scoot outside the runout zones every so often and post-hole for a bit just to remind myself that monotony beats post-holing any day! At least I had ample time to think of a limerick for the summit register.
An eternity later, I reached the base of the final gully leading to
the summit ridge. I was starting to tire at this point, and this
last section seemed to take just as long to ascend as the rest of the
mountain. The terrain is also increasingly steeper here, and I
chose to veer over to climber's right further up. Cornices on the
summit ridge required some care to negotiate, but I managed to work my
way safely to the summit cairn. I spent about half an hour on the
summit photographing, reading and writing (sounds like stuff I could do
in the comfort of my home) before beginning my descent. Although I
was too chicken to glissade down the steep gully just below the summit
ridge, there were plenty of excellent glissading opportunities further
down. That and a generous amount of plunge-stepping down the
avalanche runout zones had me back at snow line in no time. After
removing my crampons, I quickly descended to tree line and out the
drainage. My round-trip time was 7.5 hours.