Two hippies, Billy and Wyatt, called Captain America, had just made some money on drugs, so they turned the handlebars of their motorcycles eastward and rode from hot Los Angeles to distant New Orleans for a carnival. And this is the story of their carefree journey, where you can stop anytime to smoke a hit of marijuana, lubricate yourself in the provincial backwoods, or make uninhibited love to the local beauties. Nothing can be planned or predicted in advance.
One minute they're turned away by a distrustful receptionist at a shabby motel, the next they're having breakfast with a strange farming family, and a random hitchhiker momentarily diverts their path to the lonely commune of their allies. Here, new friendships are made easily and unexpectedly, and end just as irrevocably. As does their encounter with young lawyer George Hanson, with whom they spent some time together in a cell in a rural jail, drove a short distance, smoked a few cigarettes - and then were just helpless witnesses to his death.
All they had left was a credit card, the address of a famous brothel and feelings that even a stormy carnival night couldn't cover up. And so they embark on the final leg of their journey. Once again, there is a free ride and a free road ahead of them, and a van with farmers who have a peculiar idea of freedom and tolerance is just pulling in. The revolutionary message of the late 1960s has not lost its eloquence and urgency...
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