IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,
OUTSIDE NEWPORT, OREGON-
I reactivated my phone and so now I can post some new photos!
-ALL PHOTOS AND EDITS BY RUTH RADER-
Whether it's a pine tree giving the finger or a cop digging in on a Harley...photos are so much fun to take!
NEAR OGDEN, UTAH-
My new road trip began near the ocean in Oregon. I boarded several buses between Bandon
and Coos Bay, Oregon.
I finally moved far enough inland to the small city of Sweet Home, Oregon. I stepped off the last of the series of buses there and went looking for assistance. I quickly found it.
One minute I was walking down a sidewalk and the next minute I was eating lunch with a member of a church, in the Sweet Home community. He not only bought me a meal but he also bought me a room in a nice mom-and-pop motel, too. I stayed there overnight and the next morning, he drove me out to a good spot where I could begin to hitchhike from.
He prayed with me and then slipped me an envelope with $100 in cash in it. And then he drove away.
I was concerned about how I was going to get through Idaho, since that State is so hell-bent on giving hitchhikers a hassle. But the man assured me that God had heard his prayer and that I would probably get a ride right straight through Idaho.
But I got a ride to Cascade, Oregon first. I was propositioned by a local pervert and after I got rid of him, a man from a Nationwide tire company gave me a ride. He ended up driving me over 670 miles from where he picked me up at, to the pretty little town of Tremonton, in northern Utah.
The man drove all night. By the time that we reached Tremonton, Utah it was morning again and I was totally exhausted. So I said goodbye to my driver, checked into a motel and fell asleep.
The next day, I got a series of rides that eventually got me to "the other side of the mountain." I traveled to Interstate 84 and a ski area known as Heber City, Utah.
Heber City eventually led to a man who works in a huge oil fracking patch in Utah.
After work, he bought me a room (where I stayed by myself) at a Best Western hotel in Vernal, Utah.
The next day, I took a short ride on a Greyhound bus to the small, spit-in-the-sand town of Dinosaur.
I finally made it to the crazy State of Colorado.