It’s Saturday the 15th….and I’m OK.
But yesterday. Oy vey is such a good phrase.
So there I was, on I70, cruising along about 70 or so, and pulled out to pass something. I must have been next to them, trying to accelerate, but the truck seemed to be having trouble picking up speed. I started to pull back, glancing in the mirror, still slowing, eyes widening, smoke billowing from the left trailer tire, pieces of tire tread flying…
Luck is a good thing to have at a time like this. I was on a straight road. There was nobody on my right. The shoulder was wide, and there was room to pull all the way off. All things came together to allow a safe landing.
There’s nothing fun about changing a tire 6 feet from the roadway with big rigs zipping by at 75 mph. But it went quick and in 10 minutes I was on the way. Nervous, but on the way. I called T to have her look up the nearest WalMart. Three disconnects later we manage to communicate the location of the closest two stores. I went to both, but no correctly sized tires. I wonder if the spare is the original tire? How rotten is the rubber? How much air is in it? Nervous.
I pulled into the campground as the rain began. I was very efficient, not wasting a second outside and I had the camper up in minutes…As I was drying off and getting the inside squared away, the rain stopped. Figures.
This morning, after a nice hot shower, a call to the WalMart national number locates the nearest Walmart just 6 miles from the campground. A quick call and I am told they have four tires and rims in the correct size. I won’t count the chicks yet, but I am optimistic. The damage from the tire wrapped around the axle appears to be one disconnected brake control wire and a disconnected pipe bracket. Easy repairs.
There’s a fishing lake here, so I may be able to have a nice little vacation.
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