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The Mexican Caper – 1976

Mexico, 1976

Sunday morning, bright beautiful Mexican sunshine. Standing by the side of the road outside Guadalajara, solo hitchhiking through Mexico, thinking how easy it had been to arrive at this place. Big mistake.

For the next couple of hours, no one stopped. Mind you, it was still pretty early in the day, but one of the great hazards of hitchhiking is sooner or later a waiting game must be played.

I was totally burnt out- crispy in fact. I hadn’t had any decent sleep for over three days (one night on the train partying with the Americans from Nogales to Mazatlan, another aboard the Mexican fruit truck). Road weary, non-stop movement for 3 full days and nights since leaving Tulsa, not to mention the consumption of much liquor on the train down from Mazatlan.

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Photo Gallery One

A set of photos from our world tour in 1987…


Floridays- 1987

My love affair with all forms of travel began early; in this story I am only 17 years old.  I was bit hard by the travel bug.


In my high school years, during my wasted youth, Florida was the sunshine mecca during the traditional March break – if you had the cash!

The hot spot was Fort Lauderdale aka Fort Liquordale; rumour had it the beach was long, the sand white, the water blue, the babes bikinied- a place where like-minded students partied all night. As I looked out my window, up to my ass in snow, a trip to Florida was a no-brainer.

There was one slight problem: how to procure funds for the journey?

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