Thursday was my last day so late morning I headed up to Maple Creek for gas and a vet check for Jet's cough he started Nothing wrong with him so that's a relief. I took #21 to Spring Valley Guest Ranch to visit with Jim Saville. Had a lovely visit supper and breakfast and even watched a local Hutterite person artificially inseminate a cow! Friday headed towards Wood Mountain stopping in Eastend for a farmers market. On the road between Shaunavin and Cadillac I heard a fwupfwupfwup sound coming from underneath me. Long story short my tires were loosing their treads. In Cadillac a very nice family at a garage changed the one noisy tire to my spare and cautioned me to drive slow the rest of the way. I felt the loneliest and most vulnerable on this particular Friday and I got through it all by staying in the moment. Normally on the road Lee and I would banter back and forth and discuss things and if we came upon a problem we would solve it together. I ended up watching my breathing and calming myself down as I was literally out in the middle of no where with very few farms or ranches. Traffic was sparse. As an old girl guide I thought of all the things I could do if I were to get in a REAL pickle. Stop. Saddle up my horse and ride for help! Cell phones do not work in that area.
It all worked out I called Dallas and made arrangement to come directly to his farm south of Assiniboia so arrived there about 4 pm. Once again Dallas became a lighthouse in a storm.
Dallas grew up on this farm so knows everyone He quickly called a tire shop and arranged for me to get new tires to be installed Wednesday when I'll go back and pick up the bus. Dallas lent me a car and I left Jet and the trailer in his yard. Big adventure.
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