George Edward Mannering, With axe and rope in the New Zealand Alps… (1891)
“ All around us is snow, either freshly fallen or merging into névé. We begin to walk down, and at first, upon the steeper slopes, cross a few large crevasses and bergschrunds by means of snow bridges; then, as the incline becomes less steep, we walk for six miles or so upon a smooth surface of névé, or perchance knee-deep in fresh snow, and scarcely a crevasse exists. At the beginning of the great turn we gradually leave the névé and find ourselves upon hard, white ice, and soon transverse crevasses appear ”
