Climbed on a cold, windy day after a 2 foot dump of light fluffy powder the day before. Thin early season conditions with hardly anyone else around. The crux was perhaps digging through the chest deep powder over icy boulders to get up to the ice from the train tracks.
Took the main line a few years ago and could hardly find a place to put in a screw since every piece of ice already had a screw hole in it! Went up std. left last winter. Nice variation with some good turf shots when it's thin!
"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