Photo Credit…..Danny James
We had been hiking for almost two hours. Trekking as they call it here in Argentina. I was exhausted. Even my guide was not smiling. The weather was turning nasty. We were about three hundred yards from the top. The wind became so strong we had to walk backwards to go forward.
“We can return and go back the way we came or try to summit and go down the North face. Both ways are dangerous. Your choice,” my guide said
“What would my life be if I choose neither and camped here?”
“The word “hellisious” comes to mind.”