Wow, James, quite an adventure. You put yourself in the hands of a higher power when you step out like that with limited resources. I never hitchhiked, per se, but I did snag a few rides into towns or truck stops when I'd run out of gas--once on a snowy Christmas eve night. Looking forward to part 2.
It was at a time when hitchhiking was more common, before it became a real risk. I would hate to have to hitch these days like I've seen some old fellows. I hope you had AAA on
No AAA back then. A family gave me a ride into town. When they exited the interstate, they caroomed off the guardrail a few times while making the loop.
What an adventure, Ron!! My brother took a similar hitchhiking trip from Santa Cruz to New York, when he graduated high school, in 1967. His guitar was smashed to pieces by a stranger high on something-or-other, as many young people were, back in the day. He let the guy play it, and I guess he got carried away...My brother did complete his trip, though. I was always afraid to hitch-hike, due to the young girls being murdered in our area in the early 1970's, and I graduated in 1969. You were a brave soul. I can't wait to read part 2!
Hi, Sharon! Thank you. Very cool for your brother. Things can happen. Sorry to hear about his smashed guitar. I always thought a woman hitch-hiking was taking a huge risk even when knowing the dangers. You were smart to follow your instincts.
What an adventure. With all this criss-crossing, maybe we ran into each other at some point..:) My hitching days are long gone, but you bring back the memories. Spidey sense alright! Gotta have it.
Hi, Victor! "With all this criss-crossing, maybe we ran into each other at some point..:)" - I think it is entirely possible. It is a small world that way. In Europe, I ran into three people I'd seen in other cities, each of us traveling by train. "My hitching days are long gone" - mine, also. Those were the days, my friend. : )
There was a long stretch when I moved around a lot. Didn't want to stay where I was and wasn't sure where I was going. So glad I was able to travel. Thanks, Jim.
Wow! What an adventure, Ron. I loved traveling along with you on this journey. I hope there is a part 2 and 3. Please don't tell me you lost your guitar... that would break my heart.
But...$20? Seriously? Jeez, man, that was brave. The things we embark on when we are young and invincible!
It was fun. There is a part 2, and my guitar survived. $20 went further back then. : ) It was both adventure and, "What do I do now?" Thank you, Sharron.
James, it should be federal and state law that anyone seeking public office must spend a year as an apprentice at a trade and must also hitchhike from one side of this great land to the other with only $20 in their pocket.
It might help to restore some common sense and an idea of this great country.
Hi, Switter. I think those are good ideas. I wish I had gone to trade school. I remember the trades as being for those who didn't fare well in regular school, as in less capable. Those in public office need a thorough grounding with the real world and less advanced and lawyerly degrees. imho : ) Thanks for writing.
Wow, James, quite an adventure. You put yourself in the hands of a higher power when you step out like that with limited resources. I never hitchhiked, per se, but I did snag a few rides into towns or truck stops when I'd run out of gas--once on a snowy Christmas eve night. Looking forward to part 2.
It was at a time when hitchhiking was more common, before it became a real risk. I would hate to have to hitch these days like I've seen some old fellows. I hope you had AAA on
your Christmas Eve run out. Thank you, K.C.
No AAA back then. A family gave me a ride into town. When they exited the interstate, they caroomed off the guardrail a few times while making the loop.
Oh, boy, memorable for sure.
What an adventure, Ron!! My brother took a similar hitchhiking trip from Santa Cruz to New York, when he graduated high school, in 1967. His guitar was smashed to pieces by a stranger high on something-or-other, as many young people were, back in the day. He let the guy play it, and I guess he got carried away...My brother did complete his trip, though. I was always afraid to hitch-hike, due to the young girls being murdered in our area in the early 1970's, and I graduated in 1969. You were a brave soul. I can't wait to read part 2!
Hi, Sharon! Thank you. Very cool for your brother. Things can happen. Sorry to hear about his smashed guitar. I always thought a woman hitch-hiking was taking a huge risk even when knowing the dangers. You were smart to follow your instincts.
What an adventure. With all this criss-crossing, maybe we ran into each other at some point..:) My hitching days are long gone, but you bring back the memories. Spidey sense alright! Gotta have it.
Hi, Victor! "With all this criss-crossing, maybe we ran into each other at some point..:)" - I think it is entirely possible. It is a small world that way. In Europe, I ran into three people I'd seen in other cities, each of us traveling by train. "My hitching days are long gone" - mine, also. Those were the days, my friend. : )
You are certainly a free spirit, Ron. I did my share of hitching but always local. I'm enjoying the journey. Looking forward to the next part.
There was a long stretch when I moved around a lot. Didn't want to stay where I was and wasn't sure where I was going. So glad I was able to travel. Thanks, Jim.
Wow! What an adventure, Ron. I loved traveling along with you on this journey. I hope there is a part 2 and 3. Please don't tell me you lost your guitar... that would break my heart.
But...$20? Seriously? Jeez, man, that was brave. The things we embark on when we are young and invincible!
It was fun. There is a part 2, and my guitar survived. $20 went further back then. : ) It was both adventure and, "What do I do now?" Thank you, Sharron.
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James, it should be federal and state law that anyone seeking public office must spend a year as an apprentice at a trade and must also hitchhike from one side of this great land to the other with only $20 in their pocket.
It might help to restore some common sense and an idea of this great country.
Hi, Switter. I think those are good ideas. I wish I had gone to trade school. I remember the trades as being for those who didn't fare well in regular school, as in less capable. Those in public office need a thorough grounding with the real world and less advanced and lawyerly degrees. imho : ) Thanks for writing.