Written by Dave
The road through Kofa was quite rough due to washouts from monsoon season rains. Slow and careful driving brought us in, but didn’t quite get us out. Who knows when the tire flatted out as the road was too rough to tell. We hit pavement and immediately realized something was wrong. Surveying the van revealed a flat tire.
Luckily it was only about 100 degrees as opposed to the recent 115. We were down to 1 and a half water bottles, so the spare tire needed to get us out of there. Too far to hike back to some civilization, and only a distant hope for a car to maybe pass by. Nancy was a little excited to have another adventure to blog about, but I was a bit concerned given our location. As we went through the van, we realized our car emergency kit wasn’t with us, including the air pump.
It was an adventure just trying to find the spare tire and jack in the Honda. Refined Honda engineering hid everything almost too well. I found the tire, and Nancy found the jack. It was a good start.
I almost couldn’t break the lug nuts loose. Good thing I’ve been hitting the gym while in Yuma. So far so good.
We get the spare on, and slowly lower the van back down. Quickly realization struck that the spare was quite low on air. I became more and more concerned as the tire kept sinking, but it finally stopped with about 1 inch between the rim and the ground. It was a slow journey at 40 MPH home, but we made it. Two new front tires in place, and we are ready to continue on our adventures.
You guys were lucky mostly God was with you.
Wow. Glad you folks made it safely home. Great example you’ve set for the kids, too. I’m sorry I couldn’t help smiling at your phrase “flatted out”. Is that a mid-western tern? Looking buff, Dave!
That’s scary. So glad you were safe and made it home.