#5010
I came across an article in the
Wall Street Journal, "He's Just 18 And Drove a Jeep in 49 States In 64 Days," covering 43,000 miles. The kid lives "just outside Vail, Colorado," and Daddy bought him a Sahara with 4,000 miles. Here he is:
His father accompanied him driving from Vancouver to Alaska, to avoid border problems, and he flew to Hawaii to include that in his bragging rights. Nice to have money! A number of posters in "Comments" complained about Jeep (un)reliability, including one who offered this acronym:
Just
Empty
Every
Pocket
This is what I posted in the comments section:
Ah, hitting the road, Jack Kerouac's spirit lives on! Wanderlust bit me, too, when I was his age. Not having a Jeep, I did have a thumb, and hitchhiked 31 states and seven provinces standing on the side of the road (or on-ramp). I've been on all of US-66 before it became "historic." Hopped trains in two states, got arrested in three, and was hauled into a southern sheriff's office who wanted to know if I was "one of them demonstrators, those marchers, y'know?" I had a bedroll, a handgrip with a few changes of clothes, and lived on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
What I got, but Mr. Bentley didn't, was meeting and talking with a wide variety of people, from truckers to salesmen to ranch wives to horny men to a car full of "Beetlemaniac" teen girls going to the Astrodome in a convertible Chevy!) to see their idols. A guy in a convertible XK-E picked me up on US-101 (before I-5 was complete) and asked me to drive so he could nap. And quite a few people bought my meals, allowing me to subsist on under $1.00/day (peanut butter was cheaper back then).
Now I drive a Bronco Badlands Sasquatch, and can get to those exotic, remote spots I could only view from a distance back then.Thumb, bus, Jeep, freight car, Bronco, whatever--we're blessed with a magnificent country. Enjoy it, folks!