Left out a bit early for my tenkiller trip. Decided to head down there today after work and got to about Anderson Rd and I-40 and a trailer tire blew. No big deal I got a spare, right?

A spare I do have, but my truck jack is too big to fit under the trailer, so I call the wife up and she brings me her tiny car jack and I raise it up high enough to get the truck jack under it and then finally get it raised up and the spare put on.

Wooooohoooooo I'm back on the road dreaming of lowering them crappie lights down in the water tonight, right?

At shawnee the spare blows out. Its now 10:00 and all the tire shops closed and I'm F'ed till 8am tomorrow.

Oh and shawnee has an 84% chance of rain around 1am so I can't even setup my camp bed in the back of the truck, have to sleep in the cab.

Buying two new tires at 8am. I looked at my tires last week and thought to myself "man those look kinda cracked, I should prolly get some new ones pretty soon", but then I forgot about it this week in all the excitement.

It's always an adventure it seems.

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