Word. My friend and I were hitching from Sierra Nev. College last winter to ski at Squaw (everyone else wanted to go to northstar). It was a wednesday, so we got in for SOOPER cheap with our discounts. We were walking through stateline, about a mile from the border when some sheriffs deputy pulled over and told us to halt and asked us a shitload of questions.
He searched us, and luckily my friend had nothing on him that day. He asked us where we lived, we said we were staying at the college. He made us get in the car, drove us back to the college and told us if he caught us doing that again, he would give us citations and blah blah blah.
So we ended up staying inside and played guitar hero all day and chilled with snowboarder girls on campus. It wasnt even a powder day or anything anyways, and it ended up being an okay day, but we were still pissed because of how lame the law is in Washoe.