but once i got conned into doing so....
we had hitch hiked in the old -old days to INDIO, California....
wanting to attend the big Indio Date festival there....
so we get there and suddenly realize we missed it entirely
and some-how mis-read the date on the flyer....
so we start hitch hiking the 150 miles back west and south to
San Diego....ok - and now....... were stuck in Salt Lake City
out in the middle of friggan "
no where"...and this mexican guy in an old truck
gives us a ride....then
he wouldnt stop for nothin
and/or..... let us out.......
until i threatoned his life.....of course...
and took the ignition keys...
he friggan understood those words real well
so we end up walking ten miles back to the city
still a hundred miles or so from home...
next: we meet up with this motley crew
and we all conspire to pan handle for gas money
...and pool our money
gas was wicked cheap in those days
as they have a car .......but no gas left.......
so outside a restaurant : (i clean up )
i was getting: 1 dollar every minute on average and making more than $50.00 an hour...
then these real nice ladies were handing over $5.00 bills
like nothin...much to our amazement...
so now, we have plenty of gas
and we all pile into the station wagon
and head west... to San Diego
finally getting pulled over by the chippies!
[california highway patrol ] and they have all 8 of us lined
up against the guard rail for interogation at 1:00 am in the
morning....and as it turns out , these people had stolen merchandise hidden in the car...
we ended up walking
on any involvement because
we were just hitchin a ride...
it was quite the adventure
