My mother’s friend, Diane, needed to take her airstream trailer to Spokane for repair. She called my mother and within an hour they hit the road. Airstream couldn’t figure out the problem right away, so they left the trailer and started home.
They took a road which meanders through the farmland near Quincy. That way, they avoid the 2 traffic lights and 25mph zones in Quincy. The White Trail road has few farmhouses, it’s mostly corn and beet fields. About 3 miles in, they heard a bang then thunkity, thunkity, thunk; Flat tire in the middle of farm country. Diane pulled into the nearest farm driveway. There is no shoulder on this road. Diane got out and discovered her husband removed the jack. So, she walked over to a barn light to use her cell phone, calling AAA. No one stirred in the farmhouses, there were two. Just then, my mother noticed the Beware of Dog sign. As Diane started back toward the SUV, two Rottweiler’s appeared around the barn. Mother yelled “Run, dogs” and Diane sprinted for the SUV. She made it just in time. The nearest AAA is in Moses Lake, so the wait is 90 minutes. Diane and my mother sat in the SUV, waiting and Rottweiler’s are quietly outside the SUV watching. Suddenly, a light appeared in the farthest farmhouse and a woman approached the SUV with a funny look on her face. Diane rolled down the window and explained about the flat tire, missing jack, and waiting for AAA. The woman said, “You’re lucky, we could have shot you, you didn’t have your flashing lights on. We’ve had lots of trouble with theft around here”. She offered to locate a jack but none of those fit. She did call off the dogs. AAA finally arrived, in a car, because gas is expensive and there are lots of miles between calls. 45 minutes later, Diane and my mom hit the road again.
Ever had a flat tire in the middle of nowhere? I haven’t, just in the Safeway parking lot (I never park in that space anymore) and outside my grandmother’s assisted living facility.