For the 1,500' ascent up the gully from Iceberg to the notch, we had divided & short roped into two teams of 3 & 4 members + guide. After everyone had assembled at the notch, Ryan roped up and went around the blind corner to set a belay for the first pitch of the final 400.
Because of the snow coverage, there was no way we could even inch towards the drop-off to peek around in order get an idea of what to expect. You can see the different route options from this image - the bottom horizontal line leads to the so-called class 3 'easy' walk-up when completely dry. We took chute #1, but because we were 3-5' higher standing on snow, it was a seamless move around the corner.
So, if you can imagine a scene where SWAT members are huddled behind a corner before launching a blind assault, Brian, Alex and myself were standing there waiting for the 'on belay' command. Once we started, turned the corner and looked up to see where we were going, Brian instinctively let out "whoa, this is the real deal!"
Air all the way down; vertical slope above. No rocks, no handholds, only deep snow to kick-step and axe anchor as if your life depended on it. Ryan was sitting above around 150', anchored to the first pitch, calmly talking us up while providing a light, constant tension as he took in the line. Two more pitches where it seemed like time had slowed down & stopped, and our only reality was climbing this slope forever, and we were finally standing on the summit plateau.