It’s big at 4,634 m (15,203 ft) high and, after a few days acclimatizing, we took 3 days to climb it.
On day 1 we walked up the valley and across the dry glacier to the hut (on the buttress just below the first snow patches in the first photo). We spent a pleasant afternoon at the hut before bivouacking a few hundred meters up the buttress, so we could get ahead of the hut crowd.
Day 2 dawned early and we gave it a good shot, but Steve suffered altitude sickness when we got above 4,000 m and onto the summit ridge, so we wisely turned around. This is one of the few times (only time?) we turned around on account of Steve and not me 😉
Next day, we gave it another shot and had a fantastic climb along the ridgeline to the summit, way up above the clouds. It was incredible. I remember feeling a wave of relief that the steep descent colouir had a fixed rope down it, so we could wrap a prussik loop around it to protect ourselves.
This was a big day out and I remember feeling completely beat by the time we finished the trek out to the valley, having started the day at 3 am.