Take the Long Way Home*
Okay, so maybe we jinxed it. We were leaving Whitehorse and we said to each other, what a great day it is! Beautiful day for a drive, we have water and gas tanks filled and waste tanks emptied, just shopped for food – everything in place. Then about two hours out of Whitehorse, a trailer tire blew. Not just a flat, but a bang, like a gunshot. I uttered an extremely unladylike expletive, pumped the brake gently and pulled over. I guess I’ve watched too many cop shows, because I wondered why I didn’t lose control of the vehicle. A little swerving was easily corrected. I suppose it’s because it was a trailer tire, not on the tow vehicle. The tire had exploded; there was literally shredded rubber all over the place. LCR began the process of changing to the spare – we had never used it, so it was a bit of a job just getting it out of the bracket on back of the trailer. A passerby stopped, put on his coverall...
