Hey guys. Since everyone keeps asking, I'll post the explanation here.

I was on my way from the southern rim of the Grand canyon. I put Havasu Falls Trail Head into Google maps. I had 70 miles to empty not including reserves. I go down the highway leading from the rim and it says turn right before I thought it was the right road. I decided to trust Google and turn onto this ratchet dirt road. Google said I'd only be on it 40 miles before the next highway where I figured I could get gas well before the danger zone. Anywho. 35 miles in, it says to turn on a road that doesn't exist. I figured it may have washed a bit of the road away since they were primitive dirt roads. So. I turned anyway and figured I'd see the road momentarily. It was getting dark. I came up to a fence with no roads in sight. Panicked since gps stopped working, too. So I Panicked and tried to find the road again. Finally found it but was at 0 to empty. Parked by the first man made structure I found and decided to wait til daylight. Turns out my reserve was exhausted, too.

So I spent five days constructing various signs to help someone find me. Including an SOS sign out of rocks about four feet by ten feet. That wasn't working so I made a "HELP" sign on the third day that I got to about 20-30 feet tall for the letters. I also tried a signal fire but since everything was so dry, it burned too clean. I also made a road barricade after a truck driver drove past me without noticing. I had a flashing headlamp that I turned on every night. I rationed my food and water and when they found me I still had 16-18 days left. However, I got tired of waiting to be rescued.

I had no signal and no gps. So I pulled myself up by my bootstraps and hiked a total of 21-22 miles. I had to hike 11 miles east from my car just to get signal to call 911. Even then, the call dropped after 49 seconds and I had to pray they got enough info to find me. The helicopter found me about two hills away from my car on my hike back. Idk if it was a mile. Maybe less.

So they put me on the care flight and hooked me up to fluids and oxygen. On the bright side, I guess I got to cross riding in a helicopter off of my bucket list. Now I'm at a hotel in Flagstaff awaiting family and an escort. So yeah. Trauma and stuff.