Monday,
August 24, 2015 Sturgis, SD trip odometer 5,475 miles
(not
counting 74 miles Bruce rode on the rollback truck)
Well, I got an awful lot of knitting
done waiting for Bruce to be repaired. While putting the new clutch cable on,
they discovered my right front wheel bearings were shot, another safety
problem. This meant they had to call around for yet another part. By the time
it was done, it was 3:30-ish. I was feeling exceedingly grumpy and opted to get
as far east as possible in the daylight remaining.
As I went, I realized I was feeling
betrayed by Bruce. After all, I spent a good deal of money making sure he was
in tip-top shape before starting this trip. But, like myself, the car is past
its glory years, and has been working exceedingly hard, especially on the
mountain roads. The hole in the exhaust pipe was just me being cautious. The
flat tire seems to be holding and could happen to anyone. But the clutch cable…!
It could have been much worse. It could have happened on a long, switchbacked
downgrade. My new brake rotors, which already seem to be going bad again, would
have totally failed. I suppose I should thank Bruce, or my spirit-guide,
guardian-angel, or whatever, that it broke exactly where it did, where I could
park it safely and help was available.
Now that I can’t quite trust my automobile
partner in this trip, some of the delight has gone out of it. Still, we made it
to South Dakota in about 2 ½ hours. Perhaps with time our relationship will
heal.
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