Our first day was spent gaining the NE Ridge of Ausangate from the labrynth of glacial terrain beneath the mountain.
Once on the N.E. Ridge, we climbed moderate terrain along the gorgeous crest towards the main peak.
Looking down, the lower NE Ridge winds its way back to the glaciers in the shadows below.
We spend a peaceful fifth night on a narrow bivi ledge near the crest of the ridge.
A telephoto image of the upper East Face and South Ridge (descending to the left) of Ausangate. We were forced leftwards onto the Upper East Face by cornices on the spine of the NE Ridge (the ridge on the right). We traversed into the face from the ridge between the vertical serac horseshoes appearing on the right side of the face among black, rocky sections in this photo. We then climbed up the East Face, past the huge hanging serac near the top by skirting it just to its right.
Don manages to eat a well earned meal shielded beneath an ice cliff before tackling the steep final pitches on the East Face
We climb numerous pitches of ice around the right side of the huge hanging serac on the East Face.
As the sun set on Day 7, Don and I climbed the last meters to the top.
Don and I reached the summit and made our eighth bivouac there. The next day we descended along the South Ridge and down the Spanish Route that I had help pioneer in 1977 with my teammates from Huesca, Spain's Peña Guara Club.