I was just going to drop her off at the next town's animal shelter, assuming she would probably be put down, but it would be more humane than getting hit by a car. I didn't realize I was driving in a state park and there were no towns for the rest of the drive to the campsite. I went into town that night and called the local police (ZERO cell service at the site) and the police were on strike (???) that weekend. So, she stayed with us at the campsite.
I was about 2 1/2 hours away from my parents house and my mom only knew the rough location of where I was and had no way to call me. I pulled out of the campsite the next morning with the dog to head to town and passed my mom on the road. She had left at 6 am to drive down and find me to get the dog.