We ran into Tom Horbein "hiking" up Poo Poo Point (to paraglide jump off). He and Jack Baker and friend passed us while we were dumping brush/logs onto a lazy fat sucker shortcut switch back (cursing long and loud). They applauded our efforts and continued on. We passed them later as we motored on up the trail. Perhaps it was the demented gleam in our eye, who knows, but somehow conversation ensued and the topic turned to climbing. Tom (he still hadn't introduced himself) asked what WE had done in the N. Cascades. I demured and said I wasn't going to talk about what I had done in the presence of someone who had done so much. My husband piped up at that point and said, "Are you Tom Hornbein?". He replied yes and then immediately introduced his friends. We chatted a little more. The guy is incredibly modest and a real class act. Their (with W. Unsoeld) feat is probably one of the greatest in mountaineering history in my opinion. It was a thrill and honor to meet him and shake his hand.
