Up more I met the crux which was 15 feet of vertical ice. I started
climbing it in a dihedral on the right delicately placing my foot into a
hollow sheet on my right and whacking away with my tools trying to get a
decent stick. The ice was just shattering and shattering and continued to
pummel Blake at the belay. A couple minutes later, using the steps of ice
I’d just excavated as positive foot holds, I was over the bulge, and after
a grovel through a cedar bush I was on top bringing Blake up.