To summit you have to hit it at the right time of year. My Dad, brother Ryan and I tried to summit before too many storms hit, but we were a little too late. We got up to about 9,000 ft when it just got a little to sketchy to move on. One slip or slid without an ice axe to stop your fall and you would be sliding all the way down the face. Just not worth it to continue, and we would have to wait till next summer.
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