When I did that track it was under 1m of dry snow, and I was stuck in a whiteout... I was mostly hoping I would miss all the cliffs.
Ahhh, you be young and foolish again.
On the topic of foolish endeavors, I would like to go back and sleep on this little perched bowl above the cliff when tassie opens up again.

Men wanted for hazardous journey. Low wages, bitter cold, long hours of complete darkness. Safe return doubtful.