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Highlights
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Cross-country roadtrip from NY to Portland, OR in eight days
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Visit five different national parks and a national monument
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Leave the materialistic world behind. Live with the nature!
The Journey Begins:Friday, 10th of Aug, 2007. It was a bright
and sunny day in NY. In addition to the entire next week, I took even
this Friday off from work. Had to pick up my cousin from the airport
and also get the last minute shopping and packing done for the long
drive. After dropping off my cousin at his place in NJ, I picked up the
food and drinks we were planning to take with us along with other stuff
like trash bags and toilet paper. Only thing missing was my Canon Rebel
XT's extra battery. I ordered one on eBay but unfortunately did not
receive it yet. So I rushed to BestBuy
just before they closed and picked one up for $50. This was a ripoff as
one can get a brand new battery along with a charger for $15 on eBay
including shipping. This broke my heart but I felt it would be worth
every penny spent when I capture the real beauty of the heavens and the
earth, the bird and the beast. My friend and his wife packed everything
at their end and we were all set for the long awaited cross-country
road trip. The plan was to pickup the car from Hertz as soon as they
open on Sat, come home, dump everything into it and take off.
Day 1: NY to Chicago
"Bye
Bye!" It was 11:00 AM on the 11th of Aug and my friend and his wife say
their god byes to New Jersey. As for me, I would be back again in a
week, so no emotions. We switched on the GPS device and punched in our
friend's address in Chicago. It's not that we do not know the route but
one feels that obligation to do justice to the gadgets available,
whether needed or not. We knew that it was going to be an uneventful
day. All we would be doing was to drive, pullover into rest areas for
food (for both us and the car) and drive again. During the planning
stage I decided that I would capture all possible (possible being the
operative word) Sunrises and Sunsets on our trip. The first Sunset
happened to be in Ohio. This was captured while cruising at 85 mph on
I-80 W.
 "Don't
give way to that asshole. He is trying to squeeze in. We are not idiots
waiting here forever being good drivers" I shouted to my friend who was
driving. It was midnight and we were still stuck somewhere in Indiana.
We could see lights flashing at like a mile ahead of us. There seemed
to be an accident and the traffic was moving at snail's pace. We
finally reached our destination at around 2 in the morning. Our good
'ol buddy in Chicago was waiting with his wife for our arrival. We
chatted for a while and crashed into deep slumber. "It is going to be
another long day driving once we wakeup tomorrow" we thought.
Day 2: Chicago to Badlands, SD
We
woke up at 7 AM the next day. Hardly four hours of sleep we were still
tired. If it were just any other day when I'm supposed to go to work, I
would have said "screw it" and snugged back under the covers to catch
up another couple of hours of sleep. But this day was different. I saw
an exciting schedule ahead of me and the energy oozed out of nowhere
into my body. Our hosts served a nice breakfast and also something
to-go for lunch on our way. We jumped into the car and set out on the
second leg of our journey by 9.
Our next stop - Badlands
National Park, South Dakota ('mon... don't count the rest areas). The
distance was just over 850 miles and we were aiming to reach there
latest by midnight. We got out of IL pretty soon, in and out of WI, cut
across MN and entered SD. Not surprisingly there was one car that
passed us for every million of them we passed. Jeez... these guys stick
to speed limit like leeches. "Look at that crank head from NY" other
drivers might have thought of us. But who cares, I loved it :-). The
change in the landscape as we passed each state was wonderful. We had
to cut the entire width of South Dakota to get to Badlands. We already
crossed one time zone and I knew we would cross another one before
reaching our destination but not sure where. Halfway into this vast
barren state we saw the Sun setting. Just as we took an exit to get
some gas, there was the Sun god right in front of us kissing the earth.
"Wow! The heavens meet the earth" I thought to myself.
We
ended up in this gas station that did not have a slit to insert my
credit card. "What the hell..." both my friend and I exclaimed at the
same time. The whole ground started to shake as soon as we started to
pump the gas. Then the expression slowly turned into a smile. "Boy, I
loved this!". Still we were clueless of the time zone. Not even the
other lady pumping gas at the gas station or the guy who owned it knew.
"Well, who cares about the times zone. Let us go by the Sun" we
concluded. But wait a minute, unfortunately we had to go by the time to
wakeup the next day, start our tour of the park and to do almost
everything thereafter. Alas! The world has become so complicated (I
think we are working towards making life simple with all these new
fancy "technology" stuff right?) that one can not completely depend on
the nature for anything anymore. We continued our journey till the
point when our tummies started to rumble. Our biological clocks said it
was time for dinner. We pulled over into a Subway near a town called
Chamberlain. "Can I have a 6 inch veggie patty on Italian Herbs and
Cheese please?" I asked the guy at the counter. "Sorry sir. We don't
have that". He told me all the Subways don't necessarily carry the same
menu. Ooops isn't the whole point of "chain" is that you find the same
damn thing anywhere you go and hence makes you feel like you are at
home? I guess not. "I get that pretty much everywhere in NY" I
muttered. "What? Are you from NY. I'm from Brooklyn man". I could see
the glow in that guy's face. He was so excited to see another person
from there. Then he explained how he ended up in SD with his mom and
said he was planning to go back to Brooklyn as soon as he earns some
money there. "This place is dead after 10 dude. I don't know how anyone
can live here. Back home I could just walk out and get a beer even
after midnight." He complained. I could see his point. Personally I
don't think I can survive there. But I feel the people who have been
living there forever think the same way about NY. Every place has it's
own personality and it's just a matter of getting used to the
lifestyle. We once again took off after dinner and reached the gates of
Badlands by 1 AM. It was pitch dark and we couldn't see a thing. Then
all of a sudden there appeared the faint outline of a sand dune sort of
thing in the light of our car's headlights. We got out of the car and
saw a couple more around us. Now not in the light of the car but under
the light of the millions of starts in the absolutely dark heavens. It
was extremely beautiful. Never did I see so many stars in my life
before. I could actually see our Milkyway. Looking at the piles of mud
we thought some construction was going on and drove down to our cabin.
The place looked pretty plain and barren except for the mounds. Too
tired we called it a day and crashed in to the bed.
Wait a minute... there is the Sunset alright. Where did the Sunrise in Chicago go? Give me a break! I was too tired to get one.
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Leave a Comment
Michael Neril at 2:41pm on Oct. 13, 2007
over 2 years ago
This is a great roadtrip description! I actually drove from San Francisco to NYC in 51 hours in 1998! Stopped once for lunch in Lincoln, NE (in addition to normal stops for gas) --- felt like cannonball run. Reply...
bachibambo at 5:41pm on Oct. 13, 2007
Wow! That's amazing. I-80 E all the way I guess. Reply...
Michael Neril at 11:18am on Oct. 15, 2007
Yep! Spent 3 weeks though driving from Boston to SF -- loved the Great Smokey Mountains. Reply...
sunny at 12:03pm on Oct. 15, 2007
How many bottles did you have for storing urine? Reply...
Michael Neril at 9:31pm on Oct. 16, 2007
We actually made normal pit stops. Just stopped for lunch though in NE. Reply...
sunny at 9:37pm on Oct. 16, 2007
Check this out -- a record cannonball run http://www.wired.com/cars/coolwheels/magazine/15-11/ff_cannonballrun?currentPage=1 Reply...
bachibambo at 6:57pm on Oct. 18, 2007
Ooooo... That's more like a "Bazooka Blast" than an cannon ball run! Reply...
David at 9:25am on Oct. 13, 2007
over 2 years ago
You definitely win for the most extensive and engaging narrative on SpongeFish so far! Thanks for sharing this journey! Reply...
bachibambo at 11:50am on Oct. 13, 2007
Thanks David! I'm glad you like it :-) Reply...
David at 9:22am on Oct. 14, 2007
Your travelogue made me nostalgic for my cross-country trip years ago. My buddy Don Coder and I got a "Drive-Away" car: for a $50 deposit you picked up a car and dropped it at its destination, often cross country. In this case, it was a convertible Thunderbird with all electric options. Sweet ride at the time (1972). Our only instructions were that we weren't allowed to open the two mysterious cardboard boxes in the trunk. We spent the whole trip speculating what kind of contraband was in them: drugs? body parts? Wads of bills? Started in Boston, picked up I80, then dropped down to I70 in Indiana. Went through Colorado. The hood broke in the Rockies. Froze our butts off in the mountains and the desert at night. Got stopped for speeding at the Nevada border with California and I remember to this day how much the $100 fine hurt, since that was our spending money. When we got to L.A,, we begged the owner to tell us what was in the boxes. He laughed, took out a razor, opened them up, and a whole tangle of leather lingerie popped out, teddies, sexy underthings, you get the idea. He paid us our $50, tipped us another $50 and we went on our way. Reply...
bachibambo at 5:47pm on Oct. 14, 2007
$100 in 1972??? OUCH! I feel the pinch. One wouldn't be happy to pay that even today. Looks like you had a great trip though. It is difficult to imagine to do this without Google or Yahoo! Maps but obviously it was possible. Sometimes I really feel that resorting to modern technology steals the fun out of certain things. Well... this is just my opinion. Reply...