Arthur and I climbed just to the left of this couloir. We went up the SF Trail to DryLake then went straight up. Pretty much hugged the ridge all the way to the summit plateau. We bivied on the summit for the night.
"After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world."
--Oscar Wilde on Absinthe