Those were Gary's words as we pulled off the freeway with a flat tire on the boat trailer. Britt advised his Dad not to travel without a spare for the boat trailer - but we did.
Thankfully we were able to get off the freeway in a small town of Wendell Idaho. Brandon made it to a gas station just in time to watch a car park right in front of the air hose he was desperately trying to get to. He jumped out of the pick-up and asked them to quickly move their car.
By the way, whose dumb idea was it to charge for air anyway?
While Brandon & Greta kept feeding quarters in the air machine we took the bbow to the nearest tire shop...which closed at noon. It was 1 PM. The next one was also closed but Gary tried calling them for an after hours number. He was standing outside the door listening to the phone ringing inside. Nothing.
Gary and Brandon took off the tire and we prepared to head on to the next town for a tire when suddenly a tire man appeared inside the store. Yeah tire man! Not only was he there but he had the exact tires Gary wanted: two Trail America 15" D series.
Britt was right!
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