8:30 AM to 4:45 PM
Odometer: 5,177 – 5,177
Average Speed: 0 mph
Climb: 0 ft. — Descend: 0 ft.
40-65° F : Winds and light rain All day 10-20 mph.
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Today is THE day I have been thinking about for weeks: time to change the rear scooter tire, again.
This time I am attempting a field repair on my own.
I’m not sure if it’s possible, but I hope to accomplish the task before it rains.
This is the “field workshop” beside my campsite. I have no idea how to make this site a suitable work area, but that is exactly what must happen if I am to replace the tire and continue on the Journey.
Eventually I would discover that God had already provided everything that I would need to accomplish the task.
But first He needed to open my eyes to see what was available.
Wood to make a stand to elevate and support the scooter.
Dry powder bags of masonry to rest my knees on instead of kneeling for hours on the hard concrete.
A scrap piece of water pipe to leverage the ratchet wrench to loosen the previously-overtightened lug bolts, AND to smash the tire together enough to apply the zip ties.
All the tools necessary to do the job, including the ones I brought along plus the newly purchased zip ties and allen wrenches.
The project took from 11 AM to 5 PM, including struggling almost two hours to remove one of the stripped out disc rotor bolts and get the new tire onto the rim.
I replaced the original brake disc rotor with a new one that I had brought along, but with no replacement bolt available, I don’t plan to use my rear brakes until I get all new rotor bolts installed.
At 3:30 it was drizzling rain along with the steady cold wind that had been blowing all day.
I was wet, cold, and shivering, and I just gave up.
I simply couldn’t figure out how to get the extremely stiff, small diameter tire over the rim while it was attached to the scooter with the power cable.
I wasn’t angry, but I was discouraged, disheartened and defeated.
I took a break and simply told God that if I couldn’t get the tire on by 4PM I was going to try to rent a vehicle of some sort and load up everything and drive back to Colorado, end of story.
Five minutes later I met Dave, a local Volunteer Fireman and carpenter.
With his two hands plus my two, we pushed the tire onto the rim in less than a minute!
A visible reminder, once again, that God IS GOOD ALL THE TIME!
Not only did He send Dave to help and encourage me, but He has also given me an idea for one more tool to carry along that would make it possible for one person to replace the tire easily.
I’ll be trying this when I get back Colorado and attempt to change out the front tire.
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