Foto-n-T
Well-known member
I started my migration north yesterday from Arizona to Wyoming. About 20 miles north of Vegas on I-15 there was a loud BOOM and my TPMS politely informed me that we had a "problem". The tire on my center 5th wheel axle had decided to retire from service as well as perform a reasonable amount of body work on my rig. Given which axle the tire was on I elected to put that $149 a year that I pay Coach Net to use.
So a reasonable person would assume that when you call a road service that specializes in big rigs that what arrives on scene would be something rather large and full of tools. What arrived was a sedan with a guy dressed in a high-vis vest with a miniature floor jack. Long story short, we used his jack and my tools. I acted as technical advisor so I didn't wind up with a bent axle or have to witness the service guy getting killed and the service guy performed as muscle although I still wound up bleeding somehow.
I made it to Mesquite Nevada last nite just after dark after sweating that my ten year old spare would explode and leave me really screwed on the side of the road. Now I'm sitting in the shade while the tire tech at Wal-Mart replaces all six tires with new Carlisle E rated ST's.
All in all it could have been a lot worse. There was only cosmetic damage, my tanks survived the beating and all I have to do immediately is repair a broken brake wire on the center axle.
So a reasonable person would assume that when you call a road service that specializes in big rigs that what arrives on scene would be something rather large and full of tools. What arrived was a sedan with a guy dressed in a high-vis vest with a miniature floor jack. Long story short, we used his jack and my tools. I acted as technical advisor so I didn't wind up with a bent axle or have to witness the service guy getting killed and the service guy performed as muscle although I still wound up bleeding somehow.
I made it to Mesquite Nevada last nite just after dark after sweating that my ten year old spare would explode and leave me really screwed on the side of the road. Now I'm sitting in the shade while the tire tech at Wal-Mart replaces all six tires with new Carlisle E rated ST's.
All in all it could have been a lot worse. There was only cosmetic damage, my tanks survived the beating and all I have to do immediately is repair a broken brake wire on the center axle.