I remember that trip with Jason and Mizuki well. Funny story; we were descending down the NE shoulder, picking our way down along rocks and snowfields. At once point we hit a snowfield that rolled off steeply and across a narrow snow bridge that looked a bit sketchy. We put Mizuki (the lightest of us) on belay and sent her down first. As she’s going over the snow bridge she’s saying “It’s very narrow, it’s very narrow.”
Of course we thought “yeah, we know; just do it.” I think it was my turn to go over next , and as I’m cramponing down this snow bridge I realize “Oh, she meant it’s THIN.” As in about 3” thick and maybe 18-20” wide. And if it busted, you’d do a wicked pendulum fall into this big overhanging snow cavern and get bashed up. Yeah, “Jason, tread lightly on your way down!!!”