Wherever you are, Be There

The northern end of Washington turned out to be barren of wineries. I was shocked, as the southern BC wineries had run right up to the border. On this side however, the land was given over to fruit trees. We drove past them, searching in vain for a tasting room. Ah well, maybe in the next state. As we had been fussing the RV that morning, I had chanced to look at the drivers front tire. We had been mucking about with the airbags that assist the front suspension, and that had given me a good chance to see the tire. I had known there was some inside shoulder wear on that tire, and had taken pains to check for a loose ball joint when inspecting it before purchase. I hadn’t found one, the RV drove straight, so I wasn’t much worried. However, it appeared the wear had accelerated rapidly during our last BC trip. The inside shoulder was now dangerously worn down. Well, RV tires may be expensive, but towing an RV is even more expensive. We stopped in the town of Omak, and set about finding two RV tires. Two hours and a little over a thousand US dollars, and we were on our way again. The cost stung, but we congratulated ourselves on avoiding the tow bill… well, avoiding it this time for this reason. I won’t tempt the car gods by claiming to have avoided a tow bill altogether! The future is uncertain, especially where older RVs are concerned.