It's easy to tell we're in the high, summer season on Mt. Whitney. I made sure to tell him to look up Barefoot Ted. I also ran him into the ground because he jumped up from a break at Trail Crest as I was about to pass by. (I may be old and gray, but I'm not slow... and not many things bother me anymore, but that does.)
Matt on the Whitney Main Trail with flip-flops and a sombrero.