Guardian Angel Working Overtime

Today we knew we were in for quite a journey.  The worst stretch of the AlCan Highway was ahead of us, and although we thought we knew what to expect, we had never driven it.  We had already taken a hit from a rock that put a chip in the windshield . . . a bad one.

After we hit our first really rough patch, we came upon a turnout that overlooked the very impressive Kluane River.  We decided to stop, as it was possible we would see grizzly bears. As Chris exited the door of the truck, she heard a hissing sound.  So did the rest of us. Sure enough, one of Katie's tires was going flat.

Our guardian angel made sure of a few things:

1.  That we had a cross tire iron.  Doug Lhoff sent one with Katie when we were in McCall.  If we had not had it, none of us could have gotten the lug nuts off the tire.  Since we had no cell coverage, we would have had to unhook the Jeep and drive somewhere to get help;
2.  That we stopped at the turnabout when we did.  We caught the tire problem before it had gone flat, which saved Katie from ruining a brand-new tire, and worse yet, enduring a possible blow-out of the other tire on that side;
3.  Just when Don needed help lifting the tire, a Special-Ops military man came along to offer his help.

So, within about a half hour, we were off and going.  I continue to be grateful for the TLC our guardian angel is giving us.