Chapter 1

Ah yes, young, dumb and full of cum - that described me pretty well. I was just out of the military and decided I wanted to see more of my country, again, but at my own pace. Hitchiking (on a limited budget) seemed like a good idea at the time (the summer of 1967). It was a world that I really knew nothing about - much like being a hobo. My plain white-bread prior existence had not prepared me at all.

Ok, enough ramblin’...

I was up on the main highway in a northern wilderness, standing there with my thumb out, hoping for a ride. A VW Microbus pulled over and a long haired hippy told me to hop in - so I did (shades of Alice’s Restaurant). His female passenger seat partner welcomed me in and made small talk for many miles.

We commenced a two day joint travel with the highlight of nude swimming in a small river. To my chagrin, I ended up with leeches between two of my toes and still have the scar from one of them 50 years later. I found out what “free love” meant in an up close and personal way. Turns out his lady partner in the bus spotted me at the side of the highway and instantly decided she needed to know more about me.

He gave me no indication that I was unwelcome in her sleeping bag and she very clearly wanted me there, so who was I to disagree. It was different, but no sparks for either of us and I was too young and dumb to improve things so the next day I got dropped off outside some community in the middle of nowhere, wished them well and waved bye - never saw them or heard from them again.

Still remember those hours of naked gamboling in the river with much affection - hope their lives had love and fulfillment in them - bless’em both.