Yeah, I too am having difficulty with this thread, and have been for some time. To me this would make sense if only limited access highways / freeways / Interstates / expressways, or whatever you want to call them, are considered — if and only if such roads had only exits and on-ramps to leave or enter the road. Then, if you miss your exit, the only legal way you could recover is to take the very next exit. If that is many miles away, you’re screwed.
Th OP seems to be satisfied by a marked route that has two sections of limited access (hence marked exits) separated by a very long stretch (hundreds of miles) of non-limited access. Not sure what the point is, but it’s.what they have made clear is what they are looking for.
The word “legal” there is doing all the work. Which is certainly fine as to the OP’s essentially arbitrary definition of what he’s looking for.
Of course out in reality, every limited access highway that has exits few and far between also has cut-throughs where vehicles going one direction can safely cross the median and begin going the other direction. These are provided for police, fire, and road crew use. In some areas they’re paved, in other areas they’re just marked crossovers across grass or dirt or whatever semi-natural surface.
They’re pretty much all marked with some variation of “Authorized vehicles only” or “Official use only”. But as a means to avoid “being screwed” if you passed an exit and lack the fuel to make the next one, or simply don’t want to drive 3 hours out of your way to avoid a trivial traffic violation, those turn-rounds are available.
I’d sure use one, even right in front of a highway patrolman before I’d drive on into the desert certain to run out of fuel in the middle of nowhere.
I’d sure use one too, and I think if an LEO were to stop you, it should be easily explainable and should be forgiven. Should be. Doesn’t mean that it would be. But a polite and respectful conversation should lead to no ticket being issued.
Reminds me of a story a Minnesota radio host told about his trip to Yellowstone. He and his buddies stopped for gas at one of few towns in the middle of Wyoming. It was raining, so after they got gas and ate, they waited a few minutes before getting back on the road. About five miles down the interstate highway, he thanked his friend for paying for the gas. His friend said, “I thought you paid!” Seeing that the next exit was over 20 miles away, they used the emergency-vehicle-only turnaround, since the road was mostly empty. Of course, thirty seconds later he saw a trooper’s lights in the rearview mirror.
“Whatcha guys think you’re doing? Your U-turn back there is illegal,” the trooper said.
“We forgot to pay for our gas back at Mel’s truckstop, so we were going back to pay.”
“Tell you fellas what, I’ll follow you back to Mel’s to figure out what happened.”
So they both drove back to Mel’s exit and went into the truckstop, stopping at the front counter. “We forgot to pay for our gas, so we came back to pay,” he said, while the trooper watched. The cashier said, “Yeah, we wrote down your license plate number and were just about ready to call it in.”
The trooper turned to the guys and said, “You fellas have good day,” and left.
A great story.
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A good lawyer.
If that doesn’t work, call Saul.