Last night was the best nights sleep I have had since arriving. It's 7am and we're in the taxi on the way to the cable car and then the train to the base of our climb. The weather this morning is spectacularly beautiful. It is unfortunate, as had we had been at the refuge last night it would have been perfect weather for summiting. Fellipe is still the bearer of bad news and tells us that tomorrow is still forecast to be bad and it looks very unlikely that a summit attempt can be made. So we're still no nearer knowing, which is extremely frustrating, but if there is still that window of chance that we can summit we want to be in the right position to take it.
He has also said nothing about delaying a day either, but to be honest I am not sure how much more cheese I can take, its constant lunch and dinner, cheese, cheese, cheese.
I have a headache this morning, not through altitude though, I stupidly nearly knocked myself out whilst storing my bag in the luggage store. I hope it goes away as it is pounding at the moment! I again feel a strange mix of excitement and nerves. This is it our attempt. I try not to let myself ponder over the climb ahead and how the weather could thwart this. PMA, positive mental attitude or at least just don’t think about it! Denial is good! .......
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