On the side of the road, I noticed hitchhikers with large backpacks. I was driving too fast and passed them. Then my gut told me to go back and see if I could help them with a ride.
The highway of tears is a 450-mile stretch of highway in Canada where many women have gone missing and have never been found. It runs from Prince George to Prince Rupert. There are lots of billboards highlighting the dangers.
I stopped for two hitchhikers who needed a ride into Alaska. I questioned them a lot. Giving a ride to a fellow backpacker is one thing. Bringing unknown foreigners into the US is another story.