Hitchhiking - when did you last?

[glasgowcyclist]

I like to pick up hitchhikers. When they get in the car I like to say, "Sooo, how far did you THINK you were going anyway?", or "Put on your seat belt. I want to try something. I saw it once in a cartoon, but I think I can do it."


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[PaulSecteur]

After a few days in Cov you will see him with a new sign at the side of the road...

"ANYWHERE"

 

[Haitch]

Picked up a hitcher last month. He'd got off the bus about three miles too soon and was in a bit of a panic as he was on his way to sit an exam for his naturalisation. So I told him to sit on the rack and hold on to the seat post. Nice guy, hope he passed.

 

[AndyRM]

Picked up a hitcher last month. He'd got off the bus about three miles too soon and was in a bit of a panic as he was on his way to sit an exam for his naturalisation. So I told him to sit on the rack and hold on to the seat post. Nice guy, hope he passed.

Nowt can top that, close the thread!

 

[Cubist]

Used to hitch around Europe as a teenager, from the age of sixteen I spent every summer bumming round the German speaking parts of Europe, staying with an ever-growing list of folk I'd met over there on voluntary work placements and so on. Between A levels and Uni I spent eight weeks over there, didn't have to pay once for a bed for the night, and spent the princely sum of £130 in total, mostly on food beer and fags. I met some incredibly generous people, did a lot of DIY, gardening and farm work to repay favours, could speak German so well that people refused to believe was English. I only ever felt threatened once, by a fat bloke in a big car who wanted to discuss corporal punishment in English schools in a little too much detail.

My record lift was from Pisa to Coventry in one go.

 

[slowmotion]

Around New Year's Eve on the island of Colonsay, twenty five years ago. It was the only way to get to the hotel to celebrate. All the drivers had a bottle of Scotch on the go and drove at a reckless 8mph....with one eye closed on the journey home.

I couldn't beat @Cubist's hitch but I got from Ostend to Munich on an artic delivering Ford car parts. once. In the night, it turned out that Mr Yorkie Bar had distinctly wandering hands. I politely declined his advances and we drove on the next day without rancour.

 

[AndyRM]

8mph? Must have been terrifying.

 

[slowmotion]

8mph? Must have been terrifying.

I think the canny drivers were terrified of spilling their amber nectar. The roads were a little bumpy. They seem to double up on roads signs up there. Odd that.

 

[Foghat]

Last year - in Glencoe, though it was more of a request at the youth hostel pinned to the board than an thumbs out at the side of the road...

My last hitch was Glen Coe too, in 2003.

Drove up from Winchester in the morning, did Aonach Eagach with a dog in the afternoon, then couldn't be arsed walking all the way back up the glen to get the car, so hitched from just down from the Clachaig Inn. First car stopped. "Still got the hitching magic", I thought - turned out my climbing companions had collared someone just leaving the inn and said "give him a ride up the valley, would you?"!

My record was Dieppe to Padova in Italy in four lifts (in winter with all the lakes in France frozen over).

 

[Flying_Monkey]

Probably around 1994. Used to hitch regularly when I was a student. Had some very amusing rides, never anything scary.

 

[cyberknight]

1986

 

[spen666]

[QUOTE 3292810, member: 45"]Let's just say, we won't be hearing from Spen any more..[/QUOTE]
Really, tell me more?

The Masonic handshake works for me

 

[slowwww]

Back in the 1980s. I was working in London but had got rather drunk (i.e. hammered) after work and by the time I'd left and separated from my work colleagues I realised that I'd lost my wallet including all my cash, cards and train ticket. Not fancying sleeping on a bench, I set off with the intention of hitchhiking the 30-odd miles home.

It worked pretty well, and I got home at about 5am after 3 lifts, including an off-duty taxi driver who had finished his shift and was on his way home.
However, I woke up the following morning to a horrendous smell in my bedroom, and it was only then that I recalled that the last lift was in a fish van heading back from Billingsgate.
It took me 3 dry-cleans to get the smell of fish out of my suit!

 

[Cyclopathic]

After a few days in Cov you will see him with a new sign at the side of the road...

"ANYWHERE"

You are Gary Larson aicmf!

 

[Cyclopathic]

A little over 20 years ago I hitched down to that London. Ricky from Eastenders drove past me just outside London but did not stop to give me a lift. Thankfuly.