As a general rule, I don't pick up hitch hikers.
Made an exception several years back.
Was driving south past Summer lake Or. and passed a van setting on a jack with a missing tire, and a Woman inside.
We pulled in to Paisley, and there was an old guy with a tire & wheel with his thumb out, heading back toward the van.
So we turned around and gave him a ride back to the van.
Turned out he was the local Preacher in Silver Lake, and owned an alfalfa field.
We were hunting sage rats, and he invited us to hunt his property.
Our good dead was repaid many times over.
Virgil B.
