Hit the road listening to “Wait wait” (Paula Poundstone and Kevin Bacon!) an made it to/ through Canyonland. Stopped to take some photos then headed on through until I lost phone reception (and tire #3) Managed to get tools and spare liberated as well as 4/5 wheel bolts before I had to surrender, pray and grab a handful of white kleenex (to flag down a Samaritan) Had stopped in an awkward place so a couple dozen passerbys did just that. A kind fellow making his way cross country on his motorcycle finally came to my aide. Ken (originally from Georgia) said his mom always told him to stop for ladies in distress (Thank you Mom.) I rewarded him with souvenirs- “super strong manly mints” for being my hero, and “mints are a girls best friend” for his bride and hit the road again…
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A true Georgia boy to the rescue…nice to read.
Are you sure it wasn’t Alton Brown checking out the “eats” again?
It is quiet here; so lovely to read of your adventures.
I got a facebook invitation to Mary Shaw’s 50th. I’ll try to make it…all the way to Sanford.
May the wind continue to be at your back.
Don’t forget to pack a lunch if you go all the way to Sanford! Have a wonderful time… I miss my good friend, Janice.
Don’t forget to stop in Arches on your way. Camping is a way of life there, you’ll fit right in. 🙂 Keeping my fingers crossed that your current tires get you at least to Portland!
Three should be enough. Hope you make the rest of your trip without another flat. I hope it was always a different tire. If yes, you shouldn’t expect more than another 1.
Take care.
Three is definately enough! Replaced the flat one as well as the 12 yr old “spare” the odds are definately in my favor 🙂 Thanks for the well wishes 🙂