We were eating "dinner" at the summit of Wickersham Dome in this little windshelter when I saw this guy (or gal) crawling around on one of the rocks. I went approached slowly to get a better view and it turned out he didn't really mind my presence at all. Usually they whistle a few times and go hide under a rock. I sat down, about 10 feet away and just took pictures for a few minutes. I got up and left before it did.