On The Road in America - Part 1
Posted 06-25-2011 at 09:41 AM by Hevithan
Well since this blog option is available, I may as well utilize it.
I was thinking I would chronicle my time I spent hitch-hiking the grand ole US. Roughly 4 years, in which I saw plenty of states, met tons of people, and did things most people have only read about or dreamed.
During this tour of adventures I was banned from National Monuments, stuck on a mountain at 11,000 feet with no more then a $20 tent from wal-mart, spent $3,000 dollars at a convinence store, and found myself purchasing a scalped greyhound ticket (Only $8!).
I guess I should start at the beginning (by that logic I should finish at the end.)
About 6 months before my 18th birthday, my friend Shaun came back to Washington from California. When he came back, He told about what a fun time he had in Humboldt County. Now I was born and raised in WA, and had lived here and never left in almost 2 decades. So it only made sense that when Shaun left, I went with. Our first ride was kind of a cheat (in that we didn't hitch), We went to Craigslist and used ride share, Which landed us a ride all the way to Cali for about $15 each, with a guy who was delivering dirt bikes to San Diego.
We got dropped off in Arcata, Northern California at about 9:30 at night, in the parking lot of the Food Co-op. the layout of Arcata is so tiny I can do it here:
|________| | [co-op] town sq = town square
|town sq.|--| | dons = 24 hour doughnuts and smokes
|________| | | bar and co-op= Well, as they say
[bar] | [dons]
So we are at the co-op, almost 10PM and we walk toward Town Square. We are almost there when this lady starts screaming for help.
Now Arcata is a little lacking in the street light department so it is creepy dark, Like Halloween creepy , and here is this poor woman yelling ... So of course Shaun and I go towards the yelling, and out of nowhere people start pouring out of Dons and the bar ... and suddenly what was a deserted street is now a mob. Turns out some guy was trying to take her purse. Us and about 70 other people are all slowly walking towards him, he drops the purse and turns tail and starts to run. A little mini-mob of about 10 people or so took off after him and we continued on our way. Arcata is a mostly hippy town, and it is filled with traveling kids, So we hung out mingled and eventually found our way to the redwoods to get some sleep.
That is my first out-of-state experience, and I loved it. Things only get weirder from here ....
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Posted 07-07-2012 at 11:22 AM by tg3793