I was leading a group of 5 a few years ago. Along a narrow trail with a dropoff somewhere on the JMT, a young man was charging up the hill wearing earbuds.
I could not hear his music, but he was oblivious to me and the coming possible collision unless he looked up and paid attention.
Concerned about getting bumped off, I was miffed , so I yanked the earbuds off his head and said, "listen to the rocks!"
He seemed non-plussed. "Oh, I have seen this before." Maybe he was stoned, and I don't mean the rock type.
