I'm not sure if this counts as a funny story, but it's true.
I was 28 yrs. old. It was the morning after my first Mt. Whitney summit. It was about 5:00 a.m. when I was awaken by a tiny, petite girl standing over me, acutally she was jogging in place (I slept under the stars - no tent). As I looked up, she asked me which way to the top, I pointed to the trail & towards Trail Crest. She was the cutest young woman with perfect blonde hair (not a hair out of place), she had on a black t-shirt with the word AVON rhinestone studded across her breasts, with full makeup (lipstick, blush, mascara and eye shadow). She took off in the direction I pointed. I was dazed and confused waking up to such a sight. Next thing I knew there were more runners coming. I had no idea that people actually ran to the summit of Mt. Whitney let alone while wearing makeup and rhinestones. I wish I had taken a picture.
