I took a few such trips when I was younger and had few qualms about grabbing a couple of friends and heading down,up. Sideways on the freeway to where ever it was going to take us. Always I'm some POS ride that most would be afraid to on a 30 mile camping trip. But most of you know how we were back then - full of adventure and abandonment. My most memorable was a spur of the moment trip from Mpls to Seattle - in the Winter. The car was an old dodge. Can't remember the make - small, old and ready for the bone yard. We had a few tools and a little know how so off we went. First time we broke down in Butte, Montana. Jacked up the car, loosened the motor mounts PoppEd put the starter and walked a few blocks to the nearest auto parts store. Dropped it back in and off we went. Made it the rest of the way stayed a few days, had a few nickel amd dime problems but nothing serious. Then on tne way back started to have starter problems again. Couldn't get it to start for thing but knew it was the starter. Pretty much out of money - just enough for gas. We were in MontAna again- in the mountains. No spare coin - I just remember pushing that rat trap to a decline and pushing- It down the hill until the starter engaged - so there it was we drove the car all the way from Western Montana to Mpls w/o ever turning it off again - even for gas. This was a long time ago and my recollection was that doing what we did and popping the clutch gave you ability to start the car - this car was an automatic but that old trick worked anyway - don't really remember why, But it got us home.