We were tired and hungry, but we instantly began questioning our decisions. We hiked into Base Camp under blue skies. Evil looking clouds still haunted Cerro Torre, but the pressure was high, and we feared we had blown our chance at catching the weather window. We were in poor spirits last night. Other climbers in Base Camp assured us that even if the weather was perfect, there was still too much ice on our route to climb it.
Some people here say it needs a day or two of sun to clean it off.
My head was swirling as I tried to sleep last night. I watched my barometer for a few hours, then woke to rain this morning. A forced rest day due to bad weather. So here we are in Base Camp. The sun is out, the wind is blowing, but Cerro Torre has come back out of hiding.