Thanks for stopping, it's always taking a chance. I wager to say I've more experience than most with tires a needin changin. Before I started haulin commercial I double towed my 5er and boat. Chances are anytime you're a running round with 14 puny tires you have a greater chance of one blowing. I carry a homemade ramp made outta 2x8's. That has been the easiest way for me to change trailer/5er tires. Also carry 10k bottle jack, usually have to stack 2x8's under it to get the height outta it I need. Easiest of all was Good Sam ERS. . . I used it so much they cancelled me. But was great while it lasted. Once over some mountain pass road, no load, dam right front came up flat. Farmer and his son drove over to see if I needed help. God Bless um, but I was already letting it down. I'm always thrilled to death when God sends a "Road Angel" youngin to do the change for me. At 61 I ain't as nimble as I once was. Once had a right rear blow on a little bitty tag trailer. Christian youngin stopped and changed it out for me. Wouldn't take any money till I suggested he throw it in the collection plate for me. Same trailer 400 miles later the right front blows. Now I ain'ta gotta good answer. Called the dealer and told him I couldn't deliver today, but could drop the trailer and take the first blown tire and get another tire mounted on that rim and be in the next day. He insisted I drag it blown tire and all the last 5 miles to his dealership that day. So I done it, about 5 mph the whole way. Obvious solution would have been to have him run me out a wheel/tire, but I wasn't thinkin clear. He acted like I'd done something wrong to have the tires blow out. I told him cr@p tires was the cause. They were using Load Range B. Running I-10 Baton Rouge, LA to Rialto, CA I came accross a van with Florida plates on the side with flashers on, just past aways a guy a walkin. I pulled over and rolled the passenger window down. Couldn't really understand him, wasn't english, but I got the idea he was outta gas. What goes around comes around. . . his lucky day, I carry 6 gallons of mid grade gasoline for my little generator. He dumped it in the van and ask me what I wanted for it, I said how about $10. He gave me a $20. That van was piled high with mattress and everything else he owned. Was a hurricane victum family moving from Florida to California. It's really a sad sight running I-10, a real "Grapes of Wrath" going on these days. Makes you feel good to help somebody that needs it though. Merry Christmas everybody, hope you're with your families, I am.
Cheers,
OTR PU