The End
A Volkswagon Beetle never picked me up. Neither did a Mini Cooper, nor a PT Cruiser, nor a Porsche, Jaguar, Beamer, etc. Ironically, I never rode in a VW van, either.
Rushing to a Wedding
I dropped my pack over the barbed wire fence, followed by my sign, and then the sandwich and iced tea my last ride had given me. Dusk had ended half an hour ago, and right now, a spot behind the only tree in sight looked like a good enough place to pitch my tent. The...
The Loneliest Road in America
Five hours in bristling Nevada heat. Five hours of drivers whipping past, unsmiling and unwaving. Five hours of suffering on US50, the “Loneliest Road in America.” Half the vehicles that passed me were semi trucks or white work vehicles with emblems on their sides,...No Interstates
Land is abundant in the central western states, but people are scarce, and so roads are scarce, too. Flip through an atlas and compare Utah with Michigan, or Illinois, or even Kansas. In any state east of the Mississippi, cow pathers have options. Roads crisscross to...
The Million Dollar Highway
Hitchhiking is easy in the Colorado mountains. In Dolores, I caught a ride with Kai and Haley, modern-day hippies without peace signs or tie dye. He drove with aviators and a blond goatee, in a 4Runner packed with camping gear, food and beer, guitar and banjo....
Drugs, Switchblades, and Mysteries
Dustin made me nervous. The combination of a tough-guy goatee, black-on-black sunglasses, and oversized gangster shirt with way too much gold lettering made him someone I wouldn’t have smiled at had we passed on a sidewalk. A cool chin lift, maybe, but not a...Traveling on Trust
Through online research and personal experience, I have discovered a few tricks to effective thumbing, so you, too, can hit the road.
Attraction and Repulsion
He touched a violent pimple and the skin around it turned darker. The kid closed his eyes. He put his fingers to the inside corners of his eyes, left them there a moment, then scratched the bridge of his nose to give an excuse for the motion. He looked at his reflection again. Now his nose was red.
Working for Free, Full Time
“Brother, this town is delicious.” Heather leaned forward to peer farther out the windows, looking like I do when I drive through mountains. “Can you believe it? Get a look at that building.” More than twenty artist-owned galleries fill the...
Whitewater Hitchhiking
I’ve had many “first experiences” in these past weeks. Seeing the North Dakota oil fields, sleeping in a semi truck, riding in a car going a hundred and ten miles per hour for half an hour. But the most unexpected was whitewater rafting. Outside...
Two Hikers and a Crazy Man
I had my first group hitchhiking experience of the trip with two Colorado Trail thru-hikers and a crazy man. I met the hikers in Buena Vista, a town shadowed by fourteeners and well trafficked by rafting companies. The two brothers, Brian and Seth, had hitchhiked into...
Small-Town Snapshots
Norton, Kansas Established: Feb. 26, 1867 2010 population: 2,928 Julie Winters had a good life. Good enough to feel guilty about, she said, then added, “I’m paying for it now.” That morning, like every morning, she visited her husband. They married...
The Cop and the Hitchhiker
A sheriff’s truck pulled into the nearby lot, and a cop got out. He was young, with short, military-style hair. “Hello!” I put my thumb down and rolled up my sign. “How’re you?” He nodded. “You’re technically...