Friday, December 24, 2004
Christmas Eve.
Have made it back to Santiago, after 17 nights under canvas (polypropolene actually) so still alive with all facalties still intact & working. 17 days & nights wearing the same clothes all day & all night results in me not looking or smelling my best, I have not smelt so terrible since Yvonne´s mother gave me some Hi Karate´ for Christmas over 20 yrs ago.
I am too tired to give a day by day account of my time attempting to climb Aconcagua, but tomorrow will give me a chance should any internet cafe be open. It will be a fascinating account of one man´s will to succeed against cold, altitude,hunger,thirst,wind,snow,in-adaquate* equipement, skinny legs, sore feet, porridge & a poor attitude to early rising.
Did I make it ? Do you care? Find out tomorrow,
A Merry Christmas to all my readers.
I am too tired to give a day by day account of my time attempting to climb Aconcagua, but tomorrow will give me a chance should any internet cafe be open. It will be a fascinating account of one man´s will to succeed against cold, altitude,hunger,thirst,wind,snow,in-adaquate* equipement, skinny legs, sore feet, porridge & a poor attitude to early rising.
Did I make it ? Do you care? Find out tomorrow,
A Merry Christmas to all my readers.
