Hitchhiking in the Digital Age.
While I share your sentiment about hitchhiking, and its many seedy and unsavory qualities--proselytizers, political and sexual wierdos, exposure to the elements, that sinking feeling that the bulk of humanity is without any modicum of compassion, etc.--I must say that I keep coming back to it again and again because I love to meet people at their best. The fact of the matter, at least for myself and all of my road doggs, is that the majority of people who offer us a ride are doing a good thing, even if they aren't usually the best of people.
Which isn't to say that I want to change the tone of this thread, because it's good to share the shitty stuff about hitchhiking. In fact, I think that my preferred method of hitchhiking is probably a shitty last-resort for many others. I like to put my final destination on a cardboard sign, secure it to my pack, and just walk the interstates. I might walk a bunch of miles on a given day, but I've never gotten better rides. I once got a ride in Calgary that took me all the way to Thunder Bay this way. Granted, it was fucking cold up there, and I walked from the West end of Calgary to the East before finally getting a ride. Oh, and when the guy pulled over, because he was a Tractor Trailer pulling three trailers of timber, it took him about a mile to stop, so I had to jog that with my pack on. All the same, there's nothing much more glorious than landing a ride like that after a hike like that. It's because of the suffering that I could savor the sweetness.
Peace and Love,
Dan