It was the 1960s, and the fruit of counter-culture was ripe in America. Allen Ginsberg had published his epic poem Howl in 1956; Jack Kerouac published On the Road in 1957, and a whole bunch of Americans saw hope in the eyes of Neal Cassady. So, the Beat Generation was launched, and they passed the baton to the Hippies.

The hippies sought to get away from the evil capitalist West, and the hippie trail led them into the depth of spirituality, or so they thought. Marred by the use of LSD (Lysergic acid diethylamide) and ganja, the proverbial third eye opened up to awake the consciousness of new generation. They rebuked the war, saw money as an evil mechanic, and marched towards the land where the sun rises with promises of salvation. One of the few epic journeys of our time, the hippie trail was a establishment-defying travel.