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    >   I forget when I first hitched a ride, but it a lot of it was in my 20s   
    > and 30s.   
    >   Never had a problem.   
      
   Same two decades I was hitching -- yup, good times, if you have some common   
   sebse & basic street smarts. . . :)    
      
    >   One time I was hitching home from college (about 200 miles) and about 30   
    > miles from here it was grew dark and cold.  A couple in a pick up gave me a   
    > ride, in the open back and supplied a blanket.   
    >   I recall being stuck in one spot for over three hours.  I pass that place   
    > and think of that long day when I would drive back to Morgantown.   
      
   I never stayed in one place -- I have walked backwards 30+ miles more than   
   once! But those 30+ milers were a long boring wait; I get it; funnything, in   
   thecold winjter, I tended to find a spot with lots of light & within walkng   
   disabce of a 24-hour diner, & just hitch from there, styubbornly, until picked   
   up.   
      
   One sweet waitress, when I was headuing back out to try again, after I drank a   
   half dozen(free refils on a 50c coffee-- remember those?) cups of coffee, to   
   wake up & warm up, said I could comeback in to warm up if Ui hads no lucj &   
   have some more coffee; I pointed out tyhat I'd just used my latr 50c for this   
   cup, & se said, "No problem; refills go all night long!"; I did take her up on   
   the offer in a few hourts of standing in one plce in '40 temps, & rare traffic   
   & none even slowing down to get a better look at me (some of those might stop &   
   reverse to me)   
      
   Third time out hitching was the charm & I got a ride to me next decision   
   point/town, where I decided to heck with winter I'd never seen in my 17 years   
   growing up in southern BC, & stuck it out all the way back to Vancouver.   
      
   i had a fun adventure, for sure. . . not all aspects (e.g. -50 below, catching   
   hypothermia while sitting on the end of a grain train, going 5 days without   
   sleep or food(once only, thankfully))   
      
    >   One ride I got to here from Morgantown was with a old station wagon full   
    > of aging hippies.  When the door opened smoke rolled out like a Cheech and   
    > Chong movie.  They were all smoking pot, one joint after another.  They were   
    > all rather mellow.  :)   
    >   I once got a ride in semi and liked the view from way up there.   
      
   I had my smoker rides, too -- seems those who pick up hitchhikers are in the   
   same Venn intersection as those who indulge while driving & like to freely   
   share with their passengers.   
      
   My best semi ride (those were rare, asd the laws were tight up here, & the   
   companies had computers in the truclks that noted every unauthorised(i.e.   
   pickup or dropoff stop) I had was going through the Rockies in a near blizzard.   
   Visibility was no more than a single car length in front, & we drove steadily   
   up & down through snow-packed hairpin turns in the pass.  The snow coming at us   
   looked, to me, like warp speed depictions in scifi movies.   
      
   We steadily drove onward, never slipping.  I noticed most cars coming to wards   
   us were in our lane to start with, but he just drove straight, letting them   
   figure out the jneed to get out of theway.   
      
   I asked him why he didn't swerve to avoid them & he said doing so mostly   
   guaranteed the truck would jackknife, if not go off the cliff (half mile down   
   the rocks to the river below) & hwe's not going to risk killing us both because   
   they dn't know where their lane is.  He said he'd risk a laydown, only if he   
   saw kids in the car ahead, because no child should die because his daddy's an   
   idiot.   
      
   Seemed a fair philosophy to me.   
      
   I enjoyed it most becaise it was a long single trip, & the driver & I had good   
   cionversation.  We discoivered, while playing a game, that if one of us   
   described a person we knew in detail (personality, especially) the other could   
   usually guerss their first name in one or two tries!   
      
   Fits my theory of personality thesis I'm working on. Needs more data, though.   
      
      
   Your friend,   
      
   <+]:{)}   
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