I met these two gentleman waiting for permits in Lone Pine, California. My wife and I arrived at 7 am to beat the lines. These fellas’ had been there since 3 a.m. The night crew was supposed to leave them a permit out the night before, however when the gentlemen arrived no permit was to be found. They patiently watched the sunrise with us and told us stories of perilous mountain passes, loose rocks, and tight wound women.