The modern hippy is far cry from the origins of the word “hippy.” Most times you find hippies on the road, they’re more like transients and a lot less like the anarchist, peace and love, robe wearing garden lovers of the 1970s. If you’ve ever been exposed to the personality of a member of the original hippy movement – like maybe grandpa still loves the Grateful Dead and sneaks a joint here and there – than you know what I’m talking about.
Still, there are some nooks and crannies left in the world where true hippies, filled with unconditional happiness, peace and contentment can roam around proudly boasting their tie-dyed shirts. It’s no surprise that one of the hippy meccas of the country is a quaint and yet to be gentrified town located in Northern California, where the hippy movement has never really fizzled. Kind of.