That's a long way to hitchhike, James. I like the details of your stories. How do you remember the highways and exits after so many years? The only hitchhiking I did in my youth was when I either ran out of gas or the car broke down. That happened a lot in those days and someone was always willing to give me a ride to the next gas station.
I like maps so that helps keep memories fresh. I don't recall ever running out of gas. But I did stop for gas at a station that had run out. : ) Gas was .22 cents a gallon - yep, a long time ago. My car has broken down but I was lucky enough to be near home for a rescue ride. Thank you, K.C.!
I never put more than a buck or two of that 22 cent gas into the tank at a time. It seemed I was always running on empty. I admire your guts to head out for California with only seven bucks in your pocket.
Whoa.. James, you did it again...putting me back in the day... oh yes, hitching here and there, all the world a highway to the next stop, or something like that. Got stuck on an onramp for 5 days, sleeping in the bushes at night, Tulare or Modesto or one of those towns in the big valley. Nobody wanted to stop, maybe my hair was too long...:)
Like Jim C. says, part of the adventure. Fun times, thanks for the memories. Yay!
I got more enjoyment and bang for my buck hitchhiking than most other things I've done. 5 days - wow! But I can see it going thru that area, you would have been a stranger in a strange land, indeed. Thank you, Victor.
You have a way of bringing me back to my youth, when a destination was all that was needed and plans for how to get there were sketchy and dependent on the kindness of strangers. You knew things could go sideways but that was a part of the adventure. Thanks for bringing this one back, Ron. I'm gonna put on some Grateful Dead tonight.
Thank you, Sharron! I visited here, left, and time and chance brought me back again. I've been in the area since. I would truly miss it were I to leave again.
That's a long way to hitchhike, James. I like the details of your stories. How do you remember the highways and exits after so many years? The only hitchhiking I did in my youth was when I either ran out of gas or the car broke down. That happened a lot in those days and someone was always willing to give me a ride to the next gas station.
I like maps so that helps keep memories fresh. I don't recall ever running out of gas. But I did stop for gas at a station that had run out. : ) Gas was .22 cents a gallon - yep, a long time ago. My car has broken down but I was lucky enough to be near home for a rescue ride. Thank you, K.C.!
I never put more than a buck or two of that 22 cent gas into the tank at a time. It seemed I was always running on empty. I admire your guts to head out for California with only seven bucks in your pocket.
Done it again Ron! Like a smooth whiskey that's gentle on the mind, followed by fire in the belly.
Gonna write some hitchhiking memories before I forget.
Cheers, Ron.
Hi, Bob! Thank you very much. Yes, get those stories down, I look forward to reading them.
Cheers!
Ron, forgot to compliment you on the song! Wonderful. I'll listen a few times to that.
As my fingers have gnarled up I've given my stuff away to my sons, except for an '82 Strat and a keyboard.
Thank you, Bob! I always liked that song. Sorry about those fingers. That's got to be tough. Yes, hold on to that Strat!
A road trip is just another ride in a car unless something breaks down, then it gets real.
Thanks, Ron.
So very true. Thank you, Switter.
Whoa.. James, you did it again...putting me back in the day... oh yes, hitching here and there, all the world a highway to the next stop, or something like that. Got stuck on an onramp for 5 days, sleeping in the bushes at night, Tulare or Modesto or one of those towns in the big valley. Nobody wanted to stop, maybe my hair was too long...:)
Like Jim C. says, part of the adventure. Fun times, thanks for the memories. Yay!
I got more enjoyment and bang for my buck hitchhiking than most other things I've done. 5 days - wow! But I can see it going thru that area, you would have been a stranger in a strange land, indeed. Thank you, Victor.
You have a way of bringing me back to my youth, when a destination was all that was needed and plans for how to get there were sketchy and dependent on the kindness of strangers. You knew things could go sideways but that was a part of the adventure. Thanks for bringing this one back, Ron. I'm gonna put on some Grateful Dead tonight.
Those were the days for sure. A little gumption is a good thing! Thank you, Jim. Turn up that volume! : )
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Thank you, Mr. Ma. 🙂!
What a fine odyssey, Ron! I love it when your stories are in the part of the world I am most familiar with. Thanks for bringing this back! Cool!
Thank you, Sharron! I visited here, left, and time and chance brought me back again. I've been in the area since. I would truly miss it were I to leave again.
Great story!
Thank you, Jim!
Wild times! Imagine doing something like that today.
Hi Jim. Naivete can take you a long way. : ) But today, only if I had to, that's for sure.