God bless Texas----------------------- Old 300 I will remain what i am until the day I die- A HUNTER......Sitting Bull Its not how you pick the booger.. but where you put it !! Roger V Hunter
I hitched across Australia and New Zealand in my youth and a bit of the American Southwest. I wouldn’t do it in the US now. We do pick up some hitchers who are obviously hiking The Colorado Trail and are needing to get backto town and supplies, otherwise I almost never pick up hitchers anymore.
About a month ago I picked up a very drunk 40ish cowgirl stumbling up a winding canyon road with her thumb out. She got in reluctantly like she was going what the hell was I thinking. Asked her were she was going and she said the church. The church is not near any residential and no services at 2am..I thought ok and took her to the church a short way up the canyon/ Pulled in and she got out and says "at least neither of us died and closes the door"
In the 60’s we use to hitch hike very often. It was pretty sure you’d get a ride, and yes fairly often a woman would stop. Pretty much, everybody trusted everybody else. I once got a ride from Willy Shoemaker (famous jocky back then) He had a Huge Cadillac.....
Old Fishermen never die, we just get reel tired.
May you build a ladder to the stars and climb on every rung. May you stay......Forever young
once i was was hitching from SA back to Corpus and there was some bad ass storms, i was going to sleep in a culvert under the highway then decided not to and found me a place under a mesquite tree. That was the storm that a church bus was wept into a creek and a some of the people drowned. i was lucky i made that choice
God bless Texas----------------------- Old 300 I will remain what i am until the day I die- A HUNTER......Sitting Bull Its not how you pick the booger.. but where you put it !! Roger V Hunter
once i was was hitching from SA back to Corpus and there was some bad ass storms, i was going to sleep in a culvert under the highway then decided not to and found me a place under a mesquite tree. That was the storm that a church bus was wept into a creek and a some of the people drowned. i was lucky i made that choice
I was working for the Kerr Co. Sheriff's Dept. when that happened.
Guadalupe river took a church bus down stream.
Worked for 27 hours straight pulling dead kids out of the river and searching for live ones.
I've hitched a couple of dozen rides, and probably picked up half that many. Most of the folks who picked me up were great-- ranchers, families heading to the mountains, an Alaska court judge in a vintage Mercedes who took me all the way to Seward from Anchorage, prison guards, contractors, nurses, etc. Nice cross-section of America. Also had a fair number of drunk, high, weird, and f'd up rides. Those are less fun-- but memorable!
Best ride? Peru during a trip with my girlfriend (now my wife) back in 2001. Were trying to hitch back to town after spending the day at a wildlife refuge. An hour or two goes by with no luck, then a fire-engine red Landcruiser screams by, brakes hard and pulls over. We hustle up to the truck and notice the white cross against the red paint. I ask "Red Cross?" Yup. We hop in and the driver floors it again, passing everyone on the road. I ask, what's the emergency? Turns out we were delivering toilet paper to the next town! Sure enough, I look in the back and there's a small mountain of TP. Some emergency!
I hitched around Alaska for a while. Met some interesting people.
Picked up a older guy dressed in wool coat and jeans, looked like a rancher, one time in Idaho. Drove him all the way to Ohio. He told me he didn't take any backpack or extra supplies because he found he got rides easier without them. He was right.
_______________________________________________________ An 8 dollar driveway boy living in a T-111 shack
Was fun 40 some years ago, good memories. Had a almost new 350 HP El Camino, had a job was paying for it, and would get a ride down to the freeway on ramp with a buddy and play hippy. Catch a flight, then hitch hike home. Long time ago and far away, now I might pick up a guy that looks like his rig broke, but that is about it.
might do it again someday, just for the hell of it.
God bless Texas----------------------- Old 300 I will remain what i am until the day I die- A HUNTER......Sitting Bull Its not how you pick the booger.. but where you put it !! Roger V Hunter
