After what seemed like an eternity, I
finally scrambled up to the ridge crest just north of the first gendarme.
Despite some exposure, I surmounted this obstacle without too much
trouble, but what I saw from the top was not encouraging. A series
of pinnacles separated me from the south summit, and scrambling over each
pinnacle would require some serious route-finding as well as significant
gains and losses in elevation. If it had been earlier in the day, I
would have gladly tackled each pinnacle directly, but I was quickly
running out of daylight and decided to bypass all the pinnacles by
traversing below the ridge crest on the west side. This in itself
was no cakewalk either, but at least I could keep moving more steadily to
stay one step ahead of the annoying mosquitoes. The sun was
disappearing behind Mount Temple as I stepped up to the cairn on the
south summit. Fourteen minutes later, I was on my way down the west
slopes descending a mix of crappy scree and the odd snow patch.
Reaching Upper Consolation Lake, I had to bushwhack a bit along the east
shore (not fun in the dark!) before finding a fairly good beaten path
leading to the boulder field separating the two lakes. Rock-hopping
back around the west side of Lower Consolation Lake was trickier in the
dark, but I eventually regained the access trail and made it back to the
eerily quiet Moraine Lake parking lot (round-trip time of 7 hours).