Not every day goes as planned, sometimes better, sometimes not. We were hoping to get underway for Myrtle Beach by 11, but instead enjoyed a leisurely breakfast of Carol's special wheat pancakes with 3-berry sauce and Bill's famous coffee followed by a few more hours of wonderful conversations. When we were getting up to leave, we were invited to go to a place called the Soda Shop in Davidson for barbecue. We could not turn it down.
We did get going about 1, and decided to follow Gretchen's directions for the fastest way to Myrtle Beach. This included mostly freeway using I-77 south to I-20 east. All was going well until about 15 miles east of Florence, SC, I noticed in the rear view mirror that the trailer was tilted to the right. I pulled over to discover we had a tire failure that had ripped off the fender (see photo). We called AAA, but it turns out we don't have coverage for the trailer. We had to change it ourselves. It took about 45 minutes because we had to remove the bicycles from in front of the tire and use the truck jack to jack up the axle. It was a real hassle. After we got going again, we stopped at the Wal-Mart in Florence for a tire. By the time that was changed, we decided to spend the night here, so here we are. Myrtle Beach will have to wait till tomorrow.
The irony of the situation is I just checked the tire pressure yesterday and added a few pounds to reflect the cooler morning temperatures. Hopefully, this will be the only tire problem we have.
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