::A Lake that I can't remember the name to, somewhere up by Gumboot::
Our first camping trip of the season was over Memorial Day weekend. Granted we didn't go far (Lake Siskiyou, 40 miles from home), we still took the trailer out and had a wonderful famly time.
Saturday morning we headed out with a low tire, with plans to stop at the tire shop on the way out of town, only to find that he was shut for the holiday weekend. Plan B, drive 6 miles to the gas station that's right on the way. Get there, put air in the tire, it's not holding, rubber around the vavle stem is cracked; put on the spare. Off and running, stop to pick up paycheck that was supposed to be ready Friday, look in the envelope, check is wrong dollar amount, made out to wrong person, check out spare tire, its going flat. On our way, stop at the tire shop, fix original tire, air up spare, on our way again.
::6 miles from home, and already a flat!::
::My entertainment while tire changing is going on (the little 'soso' theif)::
::"Sishin, roun' it in" (2 year old for I'm fishing, reeling it in"::
::My try at something other than faces::