The time - January 1978, the place - Colorado. I had been visiting friends in Durango and was hitchhiking back to Leadville to meet another friend who would take me to the airport in Denver the next day. My ride dropped me off about 3 miles South of Buena Vista. It was dark, cold, and snowing. I am walking up the right side of the road with my thumb out when a car stops about 100 feet behind me. I start walking back and am confronted by 2 Colorado State Troopers with their guns drawn! I stop (even as a young man, I was pretty savvy). They check my ID, ask me a few questions, tell me that if I want to walk I need to be on the left side of the road, if I want to hitch on the right side, I would need to stand still. I did not let them know that I would turn into a popsicle if I didn't keep moving! I asked them to give me a ride to Buena Vista (you don't get if you don't ask!) and they declined. I then said, "Guys, you scared me damn near to death, why did you draw your guns on me?" Their reply - "We figured that the only person STUPID enough to be hitchiking in these conditions was Ted Bundy!" He had escaped from the Glenwood Springs jail the week before.
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"You're not a g*dda*n looney Martini, you're a fisherman"
R.P. McMurphy - One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest