Hitching no longer seems to be 'the way' does it Mr.Anderson? ....
or to add to the general discussion about hitching these days ....
Went up from Swanley to Swindon the other day after the fiesta eventually died to buy a new car from a friend of a friend... one of the worst days hitching I've ever had, took 9 hours (should have been a shade over 2 to drive I think). Bad junctions, being dropped off at a motorway junction (those nice highways policemen moved me to a marginally better place), heavy rain (no coat as I'd left it in France), and just long waits at every place I could have got an easy lift even.... (people just don't like stopping these days. Worried? In their own little private kingdom on 4 wheels?? Too many scare stories and occasional dodgy films?...??)
... I actually wasn't even hitching when I got my first lift, having given up (the shame!!), and was walking back through Swanley when some lost kid pulled up and asked him if I could lend him a quid for the Dartford Crossing as his boss had sent him out with no money......, I said ...yesss..... would you mind giving me a lift then in exchange....
Maybe not so great a move as the day panned out, but did get there in the end.
Otherwise haven't really hitched and twitched, although I did manage to stop off and see a Lesser Scaup at Cotswold Water Park on its first proper day on my way hitching back from Sheffield Uni to Somerset back in the 90's.
....Oh yes, and the dodgy lifts..... a few... absolutely paedophilic truck driver in the US :eek!: , being in the back of 2 door cars (escape route.... umm ...eek!) with horny swingers in the front on one occasion and drug toting indians in the middle of nowhere on another... but did escape unscathed.
But mostly just great.
