The story starts below, as father and son watch Aconcagua which was covered with clouds. We traveled all this way to see the tallest peak in the western hemisphere, and it was shrouded in storm clouds. After a quick silent prayer, the clouds began to break for just a moment, and the peak which is center between the clouds poked through for just a moment. As we were walking down the hill the clouds filled the whole sky. We were later in a huge hail storm and had to seek shelter under the entry arch of the Hotel Uspallata.