The Longest and Worst Night Ever
I’ve recently come home from a 3 week camping trip. That’s right three weeks straight. It was awesome fun and great to get further away from civilization. I still popped in now and then on Twitter and Facebook since my workstation is very portable.
There were four days where I had zero signal though–we camped out on a national wildlife refuge with thousands of acres of wilderness. This place is where the vacation was to begin.
On Tues night hubby and I was going to take the camper and get in line to get our favorite spot. It’s not a small camper; it’s big and very heavy. It’s like the claims race in the movie Far and Away Early Wednesday morning. We usually spend the night in the camper and wait for the gates to open. My in-laws and other camp mates come into camp the following morning.
So we head out Tues night shortly after dinner. We ate before we left. We don’t maybe less than half way there when we hear what sounds like a shotgun blast.
We just had a blowout, but that isn’t the good part. Yes, we had the spare tire–that isn’t the problem. We had two flat tires. One spare–two flat tires. We have to get on the horn to get some help. However help is about 30-45 minutes away, so are all the tire stores that are also closed :(. That’s kind of what sucks when you live out here. Even self reliance has been tested here.
Houston we have a problem.
Time painfully passes as hubby and I sit on the side of highway 16. The people whose house we were stranded next to checks on us. A police officer even stops by to check on us. My brothers and law scramble to find a solution. We finally was able to put a normal truck tire for one of the flat tires. We’re saved!
Um, not yet.
The tire needs air or we risk another blowout.
My poor brothers in law have to find a store with some air. Meanwhile the same friendly officer checks on us and directs my brothers in law to the nearest convenience store which is about ten minutes away.
Hubby, I, and the dog get to wait some more. We had been stuck about 3 hours now.
The finally come back and we are finally able to get moving again. We arrive at Piedmont Nation Wildlife Refuge about 2 am. For me, hubby, the dog, and my two brothers in law it was the longest and worst night ever.
The rest of the vacation was great.
About the Author
AK Taylor is an award winning YA author who has been writing novels since age 16. Beekeeper, outdoor sportsman, avid adventurer, and animal lover. Taylor lives in the backwoods of Middle GA where she continues to write stories.