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My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - madanthony - 2013-08-27 Some copy-pasta from my spiel on reddit. tl;dr Go travel. Travel is good. The short story: I graduated from Michigan State last May, had a job almost in my field for ~8 months but really despised it. My dad half-jokingly recommended I start planning an AT thru-hike, but I decided the parks out west held more interest to me. So I quit my job (a little too early money-wise, way too late mental well-being-wise), spent a month or two mulling around, a month or two planning, then left on May 22nd out of the Detroit area. Got back on Friday. Hell of a trip. By the Numbers
Money Overview
On the road spending splits into:
So I ended up about $800 over budget. I attribute this to a $120 camera snafu, a $70 night in a hotel, and extremely poor diligence in cooking my own meals. I think that $1463 could easily be cut in half by someone better about doing their own cooking and not drinking as much booze. I do have a line-item expenditures list, so if requested I'll try and get a decent number for what I spent on alcohol. I'd estimate it was $250-$300 store-bought. I did not classify my $50 night at the bar in North Dakota under "food". My Brand Spankin' Old Corolla I rock a 2000 Toyota Corolla that my Grandpa took meticulous care of for 10 years and 80,000 miles that I have since treated like an absent parent who neglects to do anything beyond feeding their child and putting a roof over their head some of the time. Left home with ~108,000 miles. I initially budgeted for 10,000 miles (About 8,000 miles on the main tour loop and 2,000 miles in and around the parks) at 30mpg and an average gas price of $4.00/gal. That's an estimated $1333 in gas. The actual result was 13,486 miles at 35.5mpg and an average gas price of $3.83/gal. So I guessed way wrong on the driving I'd do to and from destinations but ended up compensating by getting my mpg and gas price wrong in a good way. $1453 spent on gas. There are some car costs I'll be covering later down the road. The plastic cover for my front-right blinker disappeared somewhere in Colorado. My Engine light came on the week before I left, and I was assured it was just some irrelevant emissions problem. So that's on, and there may be other Check Engine bullpomegranate of non-importance that started during the trip. In Glacier, my handbrake light came on and hasn't turned off since, but to no obvious effect. Wiring problem I assume. And for good measure, I got rear-ended by a chain-smoking waitress (who - judging by her reaction and response - seems to blunder into minor accidents on a fairly regular basis) at the only stoplight in Greybull, WY. This prompted the only night I spent in a hotel, because no one wants to wake up in a sleeping bag to discover that their whiplash developed into a bigger problem of soreness and pain. Which it didn't. Yay. Route [URL="http://goo.gl/maps/quqbu"]The Final Route [/URL] (Some of the route gets cut off for me, can someone let me know if the northern driving route is not visible?) My route during planning: Gonna throw up the Google Maps I made while planning for the moment. Yellow markers are parks. Dark blue are potential camp grounds, generally cheap and near the parks. Light blue are campgrounds with showers... which I basically never used. Most of the parks' concessionaire-run general stores and/or campgrounds had showers. Not quite as many had laundry. Detroit - San Francisco San Francisco - Glacier Glacier - Grand Forks, ND I winged it from Grand Forks back down Michigan. The initial plan was to take my sweet time through Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Michigan but I was well over-budget by then so I just went to the three major Michigan parks I wanted to see. I spent one day driving across Minnesota and Wisconsin, then two days each in Porcupine Mountains State Park, Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore, and Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore. Pictured Rocks and Sleeping Bear were the only parks on the trip that I've been to before. Camping and Lodging
Hiking 400.5 miles total for an average of 4.6 miles per day. Did my heaviest hiking in Yosemite, Olympic, and Glacier. Since I was out solo in new territory and I am a backpacking novice, I did not do any backpacking/overnighters. The longest day I had was a 15 mile hike in Glacier. Always allowed enough light for a 1.5mph pace including all stops but was in the 1.75-2mph area for most hikes. I've got mileages and brief notes for every hike I did, but a few highlight trails:
I ended up loving alpine meadows as a hiking setting. Definitely not something I get in Michigan. Pictures The TL;DR Album 70 of my favorite vistas, flowers, wildlife, campgrounds, and oddities throughout the parks. ~700 of the best by park My favorites by park. 20ish-70ish per area. Things I'm glad I brought and a few things I wish I had I bought a Nexus 7 a few weeks before leaving and it was simply the best thing. I bought a little $5 offline map app that had KML import so I could put all those campgrounds in my above route maps on the tablet. I had the Motor Vehicle Use Maps for pretty much every national forest I came within 50 miles of which aided a great deal for the dispersed camping. I stocked up on a ton of books and read a few dozen (All hail Neil Gaiman). It was good to have an absurd amount of ebooks and a cheap hammock. And having something more usable than a smart phone while in Wifi range was nice. Paper maps. I got AAA maps for the states out west and highlighted the rough route I was taking and probably got more use from those than the tablet on long driving days. Quick and easy for country driving. And let's face it, I should've put some porn on the tablet. I think the two times I was lucky enough to get 4G in national forests where I could choke the bishop and not risk a human encounter were proof that god exists and he wants me to be happy. I think spending more nights in paid, developed campgrounds would've been a good thing. I could've met even *more* weird people than I did. I kept my camping pretty damn cheap, but paid for it by meeting fewer people than I wanted to. Sinfire cinnamon whiskey. I can never drink Fireball again. Got questions? I've got answers. I kept a Captain's Log of gas fill-ups, more or less everything else I spent money on, each camping location, and each hike. If you want more detail on any of these subjects, I've got it. [MENTION=1562]Throes[/MENTION] Pictures are done My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - Five Second Pose - 2013-08-28 Your driving route stops short of Price Canyon. What "weird people" did you meet? What is a bear can? How did you not see any bears at all? How's your car holding up after this accident? EDIT : wait no it stops in Arizona My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - madanthony - 2013-08-28 Five Second Pose Wrote:Your driving route stops short of Price Canyon. What "weird people" did you meet? What is a bear can? How did you not see any bears at all? How's your car holding up after this accident? Bah. Damn maps. A bear can is a hard plastic container with a goofy lid to keep bears out of your food and smelly stuff. Typically used for backpacking in areas where bears have learned how to beat hanging systems and no permanent bear boxes or poles are available. I didn't see any bears because of good/bad luck. Beats me. Car trunk latches, but doesn't totally close. Still waterproof but not dustproof. Weird people include Frank, who gave me the samba CD. John of Nebraska, who lovingly cursed at his kindergarten to middle school age children (Which one of y'all motherfuckers just pomegranate themselves?!?!?). James of Phoenix, who wasn't actually weird but fed me a steak in Zion. I hiked a bit with a backpacker (another John) in Yosemite who was bailing on his hike due to blisters, then drove him to where his car was. He admitted to liking Nickelback (*gasp* But mostly Soundgarden. He really liked Soundgarden). Picked up a hitchhiker for a few miles in the Redwoods, Steve. He must've been at or near 70 and was out wandering because he was sick of chemo. He had a massive 60lb pack and a chihuahua. Writing a book of course. I partied with people from a Portland brewery at Crater Lake on July 3rd. One of my Portland friend's roommates supposedly has something like 32 personalities. I only experiences two of the normal ones, but apparently she thinks she's a hyena now and then. Met a pair of Germans at the north rim of the Grand Canyon having an intriguing conversation with a woman from South Carolina that quickly turned to religion. The German woman explained that she thought the bible has nice morals and lessons but is largely a book of law specific to an ancient time, written and rewritten by man. The SC woman made an about-face then and went from person with reasonable and understandable faith to disappointing fundamentalist. I eventually couldn't keep my mouth shut when it got to, "Did you know there are fossils of sea creatures in the Himalayas? How did they get there if not by the great flood or the hand of god?". "*cough* Millions of years of tectonic uplift". Got a great blank stare from the woman for a few seconds, then she continued for a few minutes. She left, the Germans left, I caught up to the Germans, "I feel like I should stick up for the other side of the coin and encourage you to research carbon dating. It does work the way we think it does." They told me, "We know. And thank you for the tectonic plates bit. We just didn't want to sit there arguing all day". I proceeded to have one of the most fascinating conversations I've ever had for the 5 miles back to the parking lot. Differences between the USA and Germany on college, real estate, tipping customs, language in general, names of cartoon characters (He isn't Scrooge McDuck. Even though most Germans know the Scrooge reference). Stuff like that. And the king of them all - John Bridge of Washington. He's been a painter, a pharmacology student, a limo driver, a hearing aid technician, and now he lives out of his truck - about to start what sounded a lot like a painting scam with a local. He's been surfing with coke dealers. He's met a pot dealer who killed a bear, had its teeth made into dentures, then eaten the bear with its own teeth. He once escaped arrest while drunk, high, and naked in his limo by invoking the name of Frank Sinatra (whom he had never met, but knew his daughter "Nina". Perhaps he meant Tina. Or I misheard). John then picked up Frank ("Call me Francis") and his wife years later and they had a good laugh about it. He drove for Bob Hope, slept on Bob's couch, and nearly got Bob's maid fired by drinking his liquor. He's dated and screwed one of Bob Dylan's ex-girlfriends. And the whole night I talked with him, he would break into a song on his guitar at random. But it was always the same Mamas and Papas song and I can't figure out which one because his singing was incomprehensible. And a special shout-out to the trendy Asian kid wearing a shirt reading "COMME des FU'CKDOWN" in the Old Faithful cafeteria. My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - Five Second Pose - 2013-08-28 madanthony Wrote:And the king of them all - John Bridge of Washington. He's been a painter, a pharmacology student, a limo driver, a hearing aid technician, and now he lives out of his truck - about to start what sounded a lot like a painting scam with a local. He's been surfing with coke dealers. He's met a pot dealer who killed a bear, had its teeth made into dentures, then eaten the bear with its own teeth. He once escaped arrest while drunk, high, and naked in his limo by invoking the name of Frank Sinatra (whom he had never met, but knew his daughter "Nina". Perhaps he meant Tina. Or I misheard). John then picked up Frank ("Call me Francis") and his wife years later and they had a good laugh about it. He drove for Bob Hope, slept on Bob's couch, and nearly got Bob's maid fired by drinking his liquor. He's dated and screwed one of Bob Dylan's ex-girlfriends. And the whole night I talked with him, he would break into a song on his guitar at random. But it was always the same Mamas and Papas song and I can't figure out which one because his singing was incomprehensible. Is this the painter from the tl;dr album? My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - madanthony - 2013-08-28 Five Second Pose Wrote:Is this the painter from the tl;dr album? Nah, no clue who that guy was. I was camping with John Bridge in North Cascades NP. John Bridge was a house/building painter, guess that detail was important. My Summer Escape - Costs, Analysis, Pictures - Zelkova - 2013-08-28 Well this is all very interesting. |