Crystal River FL to Perry FL
Today we pulled up stakes and moved to Perry. I was driving and things seemed to be going very well.
About half-way to our destination, another driver gestured at me to roll my window down. She yelled that my trailer tire had a bubble. Oh joy and happiness. We pulled into a big parking lot and started the day’s true adventure.
Today we pulled up stakes and moved to Perry. I was driving and things seemed to be going very well.
About half-way to our destination, another driver gestured at me to roll my window down. She yelled that my trailer tire had a bubble. Oh joy and happiness. We pulled into a big parking lot and started the day’s true adventure.
The tire had a bubble on it the size of a baseball. I’d never seen anything like it. We actually wondered whether we could limp into the campground, but barely voiced the words before accepting the reality of the situation. We unhitched the trailer, popped it open, removed the wheel well cover, and changed the tire. The sun was blazing hot; there was neither shade nor breeze. We kept reminding ourselves that it was not a dark night; it wasn’t raining; we were in a very safe spot. Still, we weren’t having much fun. After changing the tire, we drove across the street to a tire business (spotted AFTER we’d already taken the tire off the trailer). They checked the pressure for us and assured Kelly that she’d gotten the lug nuts on correctly.
We arrived at the Perry KOA sweaty and dirty, but pleased that we’d dealt with the problem. I will be eternally grateful to that woman who spotted the bubble before it popped.
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