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The Hitchhiker’s Guide To Hitchhiking

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My mother always said she had only two rules for me in life: “Never ride a motorcycle and never hitchhike. That’s all I ask. Everything else is up to you.”

The first time I rode a motorcycle, it took only five minutes for me to burn a hole the size of a grapefruit in my right calf. Mom drove me to the hospital. “Please, please don’t hitchhike,” she said.

But of course I did.

My first time was in the bed of a dusty pickup truck on a mountain road outside Vail, Colorado. “This sure beats pedaling uphill,” I thought, leaning against the frame of my mountain bike and watching the aspen trees breeze by.

The driver let me out at the trailhead and I sailed back to the valley on twisting loops of single-track. At the bottom, I stuck my thumb out again. I was hooked.

Since then, I’ve hitched rides with French hippies up the west coast of Japan, with Thai road engineers in the jungles of Cambodia and with park rangers across the Chic Choc mountains of Quebec.

Once, on the highway to Osaka, a taciturn man suddenly turned off on a mountainous back road and drove me into an abandoned gravel pit. I was praying for my mother to forgive me when he beckoned me out of the car and asked me to admire the beautiful sunset.

To Hitch Or Not To Hitch?

more hitchhikingHitching has always worked out fine, and led to memorable travel experiences. But am I pressing my luck? Are my mother’s fears justified? Is it really a good idea to stick your thumb in the air?

There are times when hitch-hiking is an appropriate means of transportation, and there are times when it would be extremely foolhardy to travel by thumb.

For strapping young males like me, hitching is fairly safe under most circumstances, but there is still a checklist of factors that are important to consider before soliciting rides from strangers.

Consider Your Location

In countries like Japan and New Zealand, where crime rates are low, people are hospitable and the standard of living is generally high, hitching is a very low risk activity. Just yesterday I met a young woman from Germany who told me all about her experiences hitching solo around New Zealand.

“Everyone couldn’t have been nicer,” she said. “Sometimes I would worry when the driver looked a little strange, but the oddest people were always the friendliest!”

Then there are countries like Cambodia, where most people live in poverty and the vehicles are often overcrowded and unsafe. It’s possible to hitch in the 3rd World - indeed, this is how many locals get around - but you should expect to pay for the ride, and only flag down vehicles that are relatively uncrowded and appear in good repair.

Even better, wait at a crossroads where vehicles tend to stop and approach the driver of your choice while he is getting gasoline or having a bite to eat.

Finally, there are countries like the United States, where hitching is safe in some places, but not in others. If you’re in a laidback mountain town, hitching is fairly normal, but the outskirts of larger cities can be dangerous, and trying to hitch in an expensive suburb will likely land you a ride in the back of a police car.

Are You Alone?

I do most of my hitching alone, but like I said, I’m a hunk of pure masculinity. Women can also hitch solo, and they’re likely to get picked up quickly, but they need to exude confidence.

Women can also hitch solo, and they’re likely to get picked up quickly, but they need to exude confidence.

Be mentally prepared to turn down sketchy rides and perhaps keep a bottle of pepper-spray handy, just in case.

In general, it’s a good idea to hitch with one - and only one - other person. A group of more than two people are unlikely to get picked up by anything except a public bus or Woodstock style hippie van.

With a trusted friend along for the ride you have backup in case things turn sour, and don’t need to bear the whole burden of interacting with the driver.

Why Do You Want To Hitch?

The act of hitching embodies many of my favorite elements of travel - going with the flow, adapting to situations on the fly and taking whatever comes with a smile and a laugh. The best reasons to hitchhike are to meet locals, get off the beaten track and give yourself up to the whims of the travel gods.

Sean hitchhikingAsk yourself honestly why you are thinking about hitching. Do you want to save money? Do you want to chat with a stranger? Did the last bus of the week leave yesterday?

I find that hitching is rarely a good way to save money. Most of the time, I chip in for gas and often buy the driver a meal.

The best attitude is one of total openness - hitching for the experience, without a fixed goal in mind. If you aim for a specific city, or hope for a certain kind of ride you will be disappointed more often than not.

This is why it’s rarely a good idea to write your destination on a piece of cardboard - if you do so, only drivers bound for that place will stop, and you’ll miss out on potential adventures.

Thumbs Up!

So, was my mother right? When it comes to motorcycles, she knew what she was talking about. As for hitching, I’m not so sure. It’s a wonderful thing to talk with strangers, and it’s often rewarding to bum rides with them as well.

Hitching is a green way to travel - you’re creating an instant carpool. It also enables you to inject a little piece of spontaneous wonder into a stranger’s routine, fulfilling one of the most noble of a traveler’s roles.

The world isn’t such a scary place, and most people are friendly, generous and kind. Use common sense, trust your instincts, open yourself to the horizon of possibility and - if all seems right - raise your thumb up high.

You never know where it might take you. (Also be sure to check out this useful video on hitchiking techniques).

BNT contributing editor Tim Patterson travels with a sleeping bag and pup tent strapped to the back of his folding bicycle. His articles and travel guides have appeared in The San Francisco Chronicle, Get Lost Magazine, Tales Of Asia and Traverse Magazine. Check out his personal site Rucksack Wanderer.

Have you ever hitched a ride? Is Tim’s Mom right to worry? Leave a comment

Tim Patterson

BNT contributing editor Tim Patterson travels with a sleeping bag and pup tent strapped to the back of his folding bicycle. His articles and travel guides have appeared in The San Francisco Chronicle, Get Lost Magazine, Tales Of Asia and Traverse Magazine. Check out his personal site Rucksack Wanderer.

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  1. Comment by Eva — January 4, 2008

    Hitch-hiking: Never tried it, always wanted to, but probably never will.

    It’s still relatively common in rural Canada (it’s actually how my cousin who lives in Northern Ontario got to and from uni every term) and plenty of my friends (all male) did it all the time when I was out east. And I’ve certainly had enough travel experiences to teach me about the goodness and generosity of most strangers you meet around the world. And yet….

    It’s kind of like Acapulco, right? Most Mexicans, I’m sure, are lovely and generous and kind. But a sin-city like Acapulco attracts only those who are looking to prey on drunk Spring Break-ers, and whether that means robbery, assault, attempted kidnapping, rape, or corrupt cops demanding massive bribes in US dollars, it all happened to someone I knew in the 7 days I was there.

    I guess I’ve always worried that hitchhikers are likely to attract some of the worst people out there as well as the best, too. Maybe it’s because I grew up reading news stories about BC’s “Highway of Tears”. From Wikipedia:

    “An unsolved series of murders and disappearances of young women in the vicinity of Highway 16 has earned the route the nickname “the Highway of Tears”. Since 1988, at least 32 women–31 of them Native–have been killed or suspiciously disappeared along the 800-kilometer (500-mile) section of highway between Prince George to Prince Rupert. These crimes have remained largely uninvestigated.

    As the result of a symposium held in Prince George in March 2006, aboriginal Canadians along the route are advocating better rural bus service that would help reduce the number of young native women hitchhiking. In addition, spurred on by native leaders, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police is officially investigating the unsolved murder or disappearance of nine women between the ages of 14 and 25 since 1974, most of whom were hitchhiking along Highway 16.”

  2. Comment by Laura — January 4, 2008

    Dear Hunk Of Virile Masculinity,

    I hitchhiked only once, but I didn’t mean to.

    While living in Florida, where I’ve had many misadventures, my husband and I took our 6 month old son out on what I THOUGHT would be a one mile loop trail (do you hear “a three-hour toooour…”).

    The loop never looped. The view turned from woodland trees to prickly shrubs to intercoastal waterway into open water into dusty sandbars. The small patch of woods we started in was a tiny dot behind us. We pressed on, thinking “Well, going back NOW would just be silly.”

    Seven miles later, with No Food, No Water, our infant son, and about 3 hours of hot Florida Sunshine we finally emerged on the main road, at least 2 miles from where we needed to be.

    At that point, hitching looked mighty appealing. We thumbed it, and were soon picked up by a an a older southern gent in a huge, shiny pickup truck.

  3. Comment by boldlygosolo.com — January 4, 2008

    Hitchhiking was one of the coolest things I’ve ever done. I was 24 and female (still am) when I hitchhiked from the Netherlands to the Arctic Circle in Norway with my friend Helen one summer. It was her idea. I was pretty nervous about the whole thing.
    Being small and female, as we both are, worked to our advantage. We didn’t seem scary and we were picked up by truck drivers as well as a nun, a teacher and a well-coiffed woman in a pristine Mercedes.
    The first night, after a long day on the road, an odd-looking guy in Denmark picked us up. We only hopped in because we saw a baby seat strapped in the back, although it would have been a clever item for a serial killer to use as bait.
    Turns out he was minister and father of three. He learned we were hungry and passed us a bag of chocolates, and then invited us to stay at his home. Where else were we going to go at that hour? In the morning we met his three adorable blond, blue-eyed children. One of them, a girl with a broken arm, took me to the yard to show off her guinea pigs and then we went for ride around the neighborhood on a tandem bicycle. She only needed one arm.
    We had offer after offer like this from drivers. People bought us snacks and meals. They opened their homes for the night. Five nights, in one case, when we finally reached our destination, Bodo, Norway.
    They showed us photo albums and beloved art projects. I fortunately had some gum and American coins to give children.
    Even back then, Helen and I knew these experiences were special and we were very lucky. We spoke about how one couldn’t pay for the kind of access we had and the brief, enriching connections we made.
    We did it again the following summer, hitching to Austria. With similar results. And then, that was it for me. No more hitchhiking opportunities. I was working full-time and unable to take off for weeks.
    I still wonder if I’ll ever meet someone again, who suggests we go hitchhiking. Not being a big strapping guy, I won’t do it alone.

  4. Comment by Kango Suz — January 7, 2008

    I love stories of hitching but I am comfortable enough with myself to say that I will probably never do it myself. I am just not that out going or confident with my own abilities to fend off unwarranted attacks. Perhaps someday with another person, but given that my hubby is not exactly the hitching type it’s probably not ever going to happen. Great article none the less!

  5. Comment by Melinda — January 8, 2008

    It’s so great to have your adult ‘child’ remember your advice! But even we parents don’t always follow our own rules… there was the time that four of us hitchiked in Boston, along with 2 canoes, and actuallly got a ride! Tim’s Mom

  6. Comment by Aimee Epp — January 8, 2008

    I have had many of my best adventures hitchhiking in places all over the world - Solo, with a male friend, with a female friend. Always keeping in mind local cultural nuances, it’s a great way to get around, meet people and blow your mind wide open!
    Exuding confidence is important, but more importantly - TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS!
    And don’t be afraid to say NO!
    ooooooooooh my thumb (and feet!) are getting itchy just thinking about it!! :D

  7. Comment by Turner — January 8, 2008

    Japan and Alaska have been kind to me for hitchhiking; although I lived on the Kenai Penninsula for three months without a car (and no public transportation), I managed to hitch every weekend to Seward, Soldotna, and Anchorage.

  8. Comment by Kyle — January 14, 2008

    Yeah, it’s a shame hitching has this association now that youll either get Rutger Hauer in your back seat or else you’ll end up in a cadillac with bat country with Depp and Del Toro. VBS.TV actually did a series of shorts hitching across the U.S. and meeting an assortment of awesome people along the way. It’s called Thumbs Up, you can see it here:

    http://www.vbs.tv/player.php?b.....U4X19FVEM=

  9. Comment by lauren — January 22, 2008

    Thanks for the link; I appreciate the advice. I’ve been thinking about hitchhiking when I’m in China and Elsewhere next summer. I’ve hitchhiked when I was in Santa Cruz, to get around the town and up and down campus, but not much elsewhere. The sweetest ride I ever got was the guy who had a brand new Prius and he was showing me all its tricks. I want to plan a trip to Japan in the next few years, so I’ll have to remember that hitchhiking is a great way to get around there.

  10. Comment by Clare Robertson — January 23, 2008

    What an interesting article. Glad to know NZ is one of the safer places! Sometimes it doesn’t feel like it, but I have to remember all the crimes on the news and in the papers are probably reports of all the crimes in NZ not just the tip of the iceberg as in the UK!
    My mother too always told me never to hitchhike, and I’ve only done it once in Costa Rica with a couple of friends. Have to say that it was some Americans that picked us up though, all the locals drove by making interesting hand gestures…
    On the other side of the story, I picked up my first hitchhiker a few weeks ago, a lovely French girl who made my 4hr drive to Christchurch go alot quicker! I wouldn’t be comfortable picking up a guy though if I was the only other person in the car. Sorry guys! Funnily enough my mother always told me never to pick up hitchhikers either…

  11. Comment by Freesy — February 3, 2008

    A man I know always hitchhikes to find a woman. He tries to find a car driven by a woman. Surprisingly a woman (almost always a single foolish woman) picks him up. He gives them a card, talks about his personal life, asking them their private life, although he always tells them he has a girlfriend so that those women can feel safe. After they arrive the destination, he always entertains women, as if he is attractive by them so that he can be invited to their home..and then you know what? He can find a place to stay..with food and sex!! So, please be careful about a hitch hiker!! There are always plenty of these ‘hitch hiker’ seeking foolish women!

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