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Hitch hiker
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Jerry    Posted 12-28-2004 at 13:58:21       [Reply]  [No Email]
While you are on the topic of hitch hikers I will admitt I have no qualms about picking one up. The last one I picked up it was two A.M. on a very dark stretch of interstate. It was winter maybe january I know it was very cold out. I had already driven past this young man and his car before I saw him. I stoped and backed up to give him a ride. His car had quit running as he was driving down the road,(ignition module probally). And this young man looked like someone you would not want your daughter dating. I took this young man to a gas station to stay warm until the station across the road that did repairs like that opened up. I would do it again. I was given a ride once when my car broke down on a -25 degree morning. I was dropped off a mile from my house. I can walk a mile in 25 below weather not ten. I still appreciate that. The back seat of a Cadilac with an older man and his wife going down to Iowa to visit their daughter.
I just read a story about a plane going down in the mountains with three people in it . One of the men walked maybe 20 - 25 miles out of the mountains to a major highway and tried to get a ride. Took him several days to do the walk with no food. After several cars would not stop for him he went to the middle of the road and a commerical truck stopped and gave him a ride to a truck stop or cafe where he was given food and made arrangements to fly back into the mountains to bring out his friends. His friends did not make it.
Some good people are on the side of the road Because of bad luck .


DCM    Posted 12-28-2004 at 19:13:56       [Reply]  [No Email]
A late friend of mine picked up a couple of young looking toughs on his way from a drilling rig, but old Phil was burly and pretty tough himself, after relaying the story at the UAP store one of the fellas asked him "weren't you scared, Phil replied no, but I think they were. Dan in AB


....strange things can de    Posted 12-28-2004 at 18:05:06       [Reply]  [Send Email]
.....i left early from work on a spring saturday to drive to joplin mo to pick up my new colt combat elite .45 auto that i had bought and had just gotten the permit for late fri afternoon. i picked up the pistol and headed home. going down a two lane state blacktop road i was about to cross a bridge that is right on a spot that we call deadmans curve, a lot of folks have been killed there when they did not see the curve in time and ran off the road and crashed down by the creek.as i slowed down for the curve a man ran from below the curve waving his arms and yelling. i thought he may not have made the curve and wrecked his car. i slowed down and he waved me toward the creek and ran back that way, so i followed him down the access road to underneath the bridge. i nosed my truck under the bridge expecting to find a wrecked car. instead i found a man on each side of my truck and one behiind it.
as it was a warm day i had both windows down, and at this point a man hanging in each window.i couldnt go forward because i was up against the bridge base and i couldnt back up without running over the man leaning on my tailgate.
i knew i had screwed up! i smelled booze. no vehicle around.three of them one of me.i was pinned in.bad trouble!
i asked the man at my window could i help him? he said they were fishing and said they had run out of smokes. he said got any smokes and i said i dont smoke. his buddy on the passenger side said okay got a light? i said no i dont. then he reached in the window and started digging around in the stuff on my seat.
i said wait a minute i think i do have a light and i pulled that colt from underneath my coat where i had put it when i picked it up at the gun shop. those two saw the gun and remembered where they left their lighter and backed away taking the dude behind my truck with them. i backed up and got out of there fast. i dont know where i would be now if i hadnt had that colt that day.
my point is always be ready. for any thing any time. as long as your ready, you can deal with any problem that arises
..........the pink panther


You would have to be an i    Posted 12-28-2004 at 17:42:24       [Reply]  [No Email]
You would have to be an idiot to pick up a hitch hiker today. But then maybe you are.

-Salmoneye


Jerry    Posted 12-28-2004 at 19:09:51       [Reply]  [No Email]
About 20 years I was driving out of Kansas heading towards Iowa in an F600 when I picked up a man in his 20s He was a big man probally 200 pounds. At the time I probally went 145 pounds. he was carring a bag of some kind with something on the bag. He got in the truck and we were rolling down the road I asked him if he was afraid when he hitch hiked. He was sitting with his bag on his lap and on top of the bag he may have had a magazine with a towel on top of the magazine. His bag was more of a brief case. When I asked the question he pulled back the towel to reveal a hunting knife with at least an 8 inch blade with the business end pointing at me. We continued to talk and tell jokes, stopping for lunch a few times. I drove all across Iowa and into southern Minnesota Where he got off at I-90 so he could go east, I was going north on I-35.
Times have changed since then but I would probally still pick up a hitch hiker or someone who looked like they were in distress. Maybe I am an idiot. Ships at sea are probally idiots to for picking up people in small disabled craft or in no craft at all.


ratface    Posted 12-28-2004 at 17:17:32       [Reply]  [No Email]
First off don't read anything racial into this. Myself and a buddy hitching on Michigan backroad trying to get to corner store to buy beer. Corner store is miles away. Two young black guys in an El Camino pick us up. El Camino does not have much room behind front seats, we're smashed in there. Both guys are drinking beer. The passenger is teaching the driver how to drive. I'm watching the speedodmeter creep toward 100 mph. We arrive just fine. On return trip we are hitching again and get picked up by same two guys. This was in the 1970's. great memories. Funny at the time. Wouldn't get in today.


Zenia    Posted 12-28-2004 at 16:55:12       [Reply]  [No Email]
Back in my youth I picked up a hitch hiker with a dog. It was a sweet pitt bull. About 10 minutes into the ride, the dog tried to climb into the front seat and this guy punched that dog full on in the face, and I mean HARD. I found an excuse to get rid of him, quick. It was stupid for me to pick him up. He was the last one I gave a ride to. I learned shortly after, that single women were hitching, and had an accomplice following. The idea was to get out in a rural area, say she had to go pee, and the male accomplice would pull up & rob the driver.

I grew up in a hippy era, my family picked up hitch hikers all the time. Met lots of interesting people. I sometimes long for those simpler days, when giving a stranger a ride was a pleasant adventure and we didn't worry about thugs, car jackers and ax murderers.


Times have changed    Posted 12-28-2004 at 16:54:22       [Reply]  [No Email]
There was a time that hitchhiking was the only way for us broke kids to get from point A to point B if there was any distance involved. It was nothing to bum a ride with a stranger or pick up a total stranger for a few miles (or longer). Lots of bad things happened back then too but it was not so emblazened on the news.

Nowadays the freaks are in greater number and tne news folks are just waiting for a story. Would I pick up a stranger? Hmm, tough question. Depends on the scenario and my mood at the time. Sad to say but its true.

Chas did a good thing. Sure a little risky but the guy was harmless at least for the ride. Chas even went so far as to offer his jacket to the guy. Obviously the conversation during the road miles was decent enough to convince Chas to offer the coat.

The reality of the situation is that Chas decided to offer a ride and a garment to this person. What a noble thing to do!!! He could have been a freak ready to shoot him or he could have been recently released from prison as described who wanted to start over.

Very nice jesture Chas. I hope I could make that choice to help out if the situation presented itself like it did for you.

- Peanut


mark    Posted 12-28-2004 at 15:01:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
Picked a kid up in Portal N.D. on a cold rainy
afternoon. Him and his sister were heading to
Alaska but he couldn't go into Ca. because he
was busted for minor consumption a couple
weeks before. His sister threw him out of the
car without a dime and went on her merry way.
Took the kid to a church in Minot to wait for
another family member to come get him.

If you've never been to Portal it's the best place
in the world to avoid, talk about a land God
forgot.


Bob    Posted 12-28-2004 at 15:48:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
What's so bad about Portal???!!!

I live 180 miles East/South East of Portal and pass through there occasionally.

High temp there was nearly 20, tomorrow's forecast high is 26.

No smog, no traffic jams, God's Country, for sure!!!


mark    Posted 12-28-2004 at 16:15:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
It's a wide open space of nothing .... well
maybe an oil rig here and there. I do like that
long valley south of there, too bad it has all
those dates on the hill sides that kind of
detract from the scenery


MikeT    Posted 12-28-2004 at 14:36:14       [Reply]  [Send Email]
I got a ride once when in the army out at Ft Ord CA (had my uniform on). Guy in a pickup gave me a ride over the costal mountains into the valley. The back of the pickup was covered with a canvan and the guy was nervous as heck about cops and never once went over the speed limit. From the smell, I think he had a load of pot!

Anyway, he dropped me off at a "Y" and I walked/ran 30 miles to my final destination arriving there at 5:00 am with the temp at about 25 degrees. My aunt picked me up at the one store in Patterson CA. They were closed but had a pay phone out front.

Never will forget that weekend cause my cousin got me a HOT date!!!!!!!!!

People ask me how many kids I have and I generally say "four that I know of"!!!!


Willy-N    Posted 12-28-2004 at 14:23:25       [Reply]  [No Email]
A local Wood Cutter picked up 2 Hitch Hikers near us when they wrecked there car playing in the wood. Later it was found out they had stole the car. You see they decided to shoot the guy in the head sell his load of wood and joy ride in his truck! They are now awaiting trial in our Jail for murder!! You never know nowdays who you are picking up. Mark H.


Pitch    Posted 12-28-2004 at 15:46:07       [Reply]  [No Email]
In 1970 I hitched from NY to Ca I spent two years bumming around the country. Beside the occasional gentleman of the alternate life style I can only remember one bad ride. Goin from Bakersfield to San Diego a semi pulled over about one oclock in the morning. I thought great, a long distance ride, usually all a trucker wants is conversation to keep him awake. When I grabbed that handle an swung open the door I found myself staring down the barrel of a revolver. Then the guy put it down and said he was just makin sure so I went ahead and climbed in.Bad idea. We took off careening and I mean careening down the freeway then his speed or whatever kicked in. He started waving that pistol around swearing how he was after some guy messing with his old lady thought I was gonna die. Finally he pulled into a union 76 and I slid off into the night.
Another ride was a load of pot. These two mexican guys stopped and picked me and some chick that I had hooked up with somwheres driving an early sixties Studebaker. Naturally they were all over themselves lookin to impress this gal she mentioned something about gettin high so the pasenger reaches over and yanks the door panel off. That car was stuffed with herbs! We had us a good ole time and got dropped off in Needles with our pockets full.


Willy-N    Posted 12-28-2004 at 21:20:32       [Reply]  [No Email]
In the 70s I hitch hiked from California to Washington State with my dog and a girl. It was fun and I allways wanted to do it once. A trucker picked me up and was wanting someone to keep him awake! He fell asleep behind the wheel a couple of times and scared me to death with a trailer in tow! I helped him unload some stuff at some places and he pulled a big bag of stuff out from under his seat so in my younger years it was a wild trip! Made it to Washington but some of the people that picked me up were strange!! Mark H.


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