I woke up at 7:30, and got Cory up. It was a cold morning, and we had a hard time warming up. We sat at the rest stop for about 4 hours asking for rides. One guy who drove in front of an oversized load vehicle said that the guy was going to Mexico, and we could get a ride with him to LA. We even made a few bucks spanging before the hippies woke up, we weren't really even asking for money, just Cory said "Chance" like "Change"...
First ride. Eventually, we gave up on the idea of getting to LA, and got a ride with a girl to Roseburg. We talked about how her friends hitchhiked for a spring break trip, and she was bummed she missed it.
We then tried to get out of Roseburg for a while, even trying out dance routine again... no luck. So we went back up to town, and got batteries at Fred Meyer for Cory's GPS. We spanged a little there, and met a guy who told us a bit about Roseburg, he was homeless, but got a job up in Boise and was headed out. Eventually Cory decided he wanted a lighter pack, and we went to a thirft store, and he got a small messanger bag, I got his old internal frame pack (for $50), and we gave the rest of our stuff, away to the mission. We lightned our loads, and helped others out. We ate at the mission, and a guy told us we could get out of Roseburg if we hopped on the train that leaves everynight at 11pm. So Cory and I head for the tracks.
As we were walking down to a hidden spot by the tracks, a guy walked down the hill and yelled at us. Scaring us pretty bad, he then walked down the tracks away from the station. We waited at the tracks from 8:20 pm to 2:30 am with out sleeping. We then were too cold to try to stay up, and got in our sleeping bags.
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