anyone ever HITCHHIKED?

tripledouble

i was in a suit, so i figured i might be able to hitch a 2am ride home last Friday. didnt work...caught a cab.but i got mad stories from when i have hitchiked...or picked up hitchers. what yall got?

street_muzik

Hitchhiked across the country twice in the early nineties.

LaserWolf

I did a lot of hitchhiking in the early 70s. It was a hip thing to do and the nations freeways were clogged with long haired kids trying to get a ride.

Maybe I'll tell some stories some other time. I traveled across the country several times and lived to tell about.

tripledouble

nice. id love to hear some stories. im a little too tired to type any up myself. maybe tomorrow.

i had memorable treks from albuquerque to denver and back. in 2002

as well as vermont to philly, one way in 2004

Swayze

Cross-boarding. Fun read.

tallbobsmoke

Hitchhiked in the Sierra Madres and along the pacific coast of Mexico a few times. My favorite was hitching a ride in the back of a truck full of ice cream sellers and their carts.

tripledouble

yeah,word. latin america is strong on the hitchhiking culture.

i remember hitch hiking in italy as a child with my mom. times when the busses werent running and we were out of town.

so i read "bomb the suburbs" and "no more prisons" before i set out to travel around the states for a while (ended up being two years). I swore id pick up any hitch hiker i saw. i did. so i would ask them about their experiences. crossing the country, i picked up some crazy motherfuckers...hippies, ol heads (black and white), two brothers running from the law, lunatics..i'm sure i wrote every instance down in my journals that i kept (i havent looked at them yet)

in seattle, i was going to go visit an activist's retreat center that a friend of family was establishing. across the cascades. 3.5 hours of driving sounded real tedious, so i fashioned a sign at my man Jimmy's record shop and set out. i made it there after dark, drunk, with a fistfull of weed in my pocket (all gifts along the way). some memorable rides no doubt.

couple days later, still high off the experience, i linked up with a friends old girlfriends who was in seattle. we decided to hitch up the olympic penninsula and go to the hotsprings. another memorable mission with lots of rides. the last guy bought us a rotisserie chicken for our "picnic" in the woods. to debunk shig's theory in the spermidermy thread, we did get picked up by a black dude...although we were his first "pic up" ever. memorable rides on this one too. for real for real

at this point, i was addicted and i was ready to hitch hike anytime i got the chance.
i'll drop some character sketches and stories tomorrow.

serg

i've picked up a lot of hitchicker, the last one was some russian mafia fucker that was tripping hard, dropped him off in austin after dude puked up a few 211's

Woimsah

hitchhiked on Nantucket all the time from when I was 11 or so until I could drive....not too threatening of a place though...

Snagglepus

Did sort of a cross country hitchhike in '98 with a friend of mine. Well ... we got one ride from Burlington, VT to Red Rocks, CO. Then we did some proper hitchhiking throughout Colorado, Arizona, out to L.A., then up the coast to Portland. It took 2 months. We got just about 100 rides and, surprisingly, were picked up by women more often than men.

I'd tell some stories if I had more time this morning. I'll check in on the thread later. In general, I fully recommend hitchhiking as an absolutely unique way to travel. You sacrifice convenience, but that is more than made up for by the quality of the experiences you have. You'll meet people that you'd never meet otherwise. You'll be shown places that you'd never see in a travel guide. You'll sleep in some unique places (highway medians, graveyards, etc). It can get a bit crazy at times, but such is life.

kala

from 12-16 all over ny/wastechester suburbia to get drugs and go to girls'houses

once me and my pal got picked up by our grade school principal while we were in high school just as we started to get off on great speed free acid
Mr Casparian had a huge nose and always wore a white captain's cap like norman connors or L.ron hubbard
my boy started laughing at him,point blank in the front seat,I was in the back trying to be cool
then my boy started laughing so hard he spilled a cup of hot choclate all over Mr Casparian's front seat ,at which point I started laughing ...uncontrollably hard and then it started snowing really heavily
he must have known we were on hard drugs
yay!!!
he dropped us off and we were still lauging at his hat and his nose
we had to walk home about 2-3 miles in a snowstorm trippin' but we didn't care
those were the days
thanks for the ride arron

then
from 20-24 all over europe

sabadabada

ny/wastechester

figures. your spot is blown.

rootlesscosmo

I used to hitchhike all over Israel. And pick up hitchhikers. Until that last couple years hitchhiking was ubiquitous. A little less so now but still widely practiced. In Cuba too.

tripledouble

I used to hitchhike all over Israel. And pick up hitchhikers. Until that last couple years hitchhiking was ubiquitous. A little less so now but still widely practiced. In Cuba too.

oh yeah, word. when i was in israel i got from nahariya to eilat thumbing it. that was 93 though

Phill_Most

hey, i skimmed through this and all i saw were positive hitchhiker tales... nobody has any hitchhiker adventures gone bad? i mean, why would anybody want to pick up a stranger unless the stranger looked cute in their jeans and the driver thought maybe he might be able to poke up in 'em a little? no stories about getting a ride from a psychopath wearing his mother's pantyhose with his stepfather's head in the glove compartment?

me and the gang used to play hookie back in high school then hitchhike to James Blue's house and watch porn loops on his pop's 8mm projector

tripledouble

what hitchers told me was. "dont get in the car with drunks and be prepared if a guy says some gay shit, what youre going to do"

this dude picked me up and he was cool enough. started talking about how i wasnt going to be able to get where i was going (over the cascades) cause no one was going that way at that time of night (he was pretty much right). i should stay at his house and his korean wife would cook some kim chee. no thanks said i...i'll walk it if i have to. i get out and wait and wait and wait for another ride. well a car pulls up and it was the same dude! except this time he told me a different name! and he mentioned something about "ever since my wife went back to korea"!! so i wasnt feeling this motherfucker at all. then he's just rambling and talking the "i'm not gay, but..." topics. he asks me if i spoke pot. "nope!" and he leaves me at the last town before the mountains, "i'm going to get some weed i'll pick you up on my way back"
so i'm hoping i get a ride, but everyone was indeed coming back from the mountains. finally, this guy in a nice pickup (not the down south gunrack type...this was a contractors ride) stops and i hop in. phewwwwww. first thing he says is "could you pass me one of those drinks out the back?" and points to a 6 pack of tall boys. awwwwwshit. we got a 40 minute windy road ride ahead of us. "you drinkin?" i look at the 6 and th eway he was pounding the first one and i quickly grab a beer. he ended up being crazy cool, we finished the beer over a lot of conversation. when he dropped me off in my destination town, he stretches his hand out and says, "youre gonna need this" and drops me a chunklet of smelly buddah! word!!!!

that was my closest brush with gaybird predators. had various other brushes with drunks and potheads