Just before leaving Holbrook, we were chatting with the owner of a
collection of for sale VWs. (These included a camper on a bug chassis.
Sorry, failed to get a digital picture.) when he spotted a bulge on the
right rear tire. That made us think back to a rather violent encounter
with an ugly gang of punk pot-holes earlier in the day. Most likely, that
was the cause.
A Chevy dealer in Winslow directed us to the biggest tire dealer in town
and he, in turn, directed us to the Discount Tire, Co. in Flagstaff. On
the way, we spotted a Goodyear store and, although they couldn't handle
the 18" Run Flat, they provided better directions to Discount. The
local store did not have a replacement but located one in a store in
Phoenix and told them we were on our way. After driving through rain and
past two accidents (one with an upside down Cadillac) we got to the store
in Phoenix and were put right in good time. Thanks to John D and the whole
crew in Phoenix and to Tony and the other helpful folks in Flagstaff.
This was a 260 mile side trip that did nothing good for our "ET to
the coast" but is the only real problem encountered so far. Not happy
about the time, miles, or money but realized that we've been rather
fortunate overall. We returned to Flagstaff and, after dodging the biggest
elk in the world, settled down to grab a little sleep. We'll still make it
in time.
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