You both would have hated it on Whitney about a month ago. The day Joe and I started up was the last day of the Badwater Ultramarathon. We ran into a ton of these gazelles in their trainers, toting their single water bottle. I wanted to shake 'em and yell, "It's a mountain dammit! You need boots, a pack, trekking poles! Don't you have any mountain etiquette?!"
