Friday I was running later than I wanted to, and I got stuck in local traffic in Chicago due to an accident (so I heard) on the Dan Ryan Expressway. I ended up driving locally to get far enough south before getting back on the highway.
About 20 miles from my destination, still hoping to catch most of the evening's faculty concert, I had a flat tire. I called a couple local places to find out if they were still open and/or if they repaired flats. To make a long story short, nothing was open that provided the service I needed. I put the limited service spare on, ate a light dinner, and made it to camp at 10:15 PM.
I was too tired and frazzled to attend any jams that evening. The next day the morning was blown on finding a replacement tire, as the stricken tire was beyond repair. I ended up having to drive to Lansing to find a shop that carried my size of tire. That blew the entire morning on Saturday.
Lesson learned: when traveling far afield, ye must needs have a full size spare. The next week I ordered one, and I'm still waiting for it to arrive. From now on when I travel far from home, I will take with me both my full size and limited service spare tires.
Remember the Boy Scout motto: be prepared.
This time, the flat tire won. Next time, I will be better prepared.
on “Midwest Banjo Camp vs. flat tire”
Monday, June 30, 2008 @11:44:00 AM
With you there, Michael. My SUV has a full size spare, but I couldn't figure out how to lower it from underneath, so I wound up crawling around under the muddy underside of the truck in my good clothes poking at things till I figured it out. For some reason my truck didn't come with an owner's manual and I didn't figure that out for a year and a half and they wanted to charge me $36 for one.
You know I do believe in all that "be prepared" stuff, but it's getting where being prepared is just too danged expensive!
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