One of those days...tire, scrape.
Checked my tire pressures yesterday at the park and they were all good in back but needed some air in front. So this AM went over to a Love's station for air. Rear inside dual was totally empty! Zero pressure! Yikes! And I'd been on the freeway for a 1/4 mile at 50MPH.
Limped four miles over to a Les Schwab (never over 25MPH) where I'd bought the tires and had the valve extensions put on a couple years ago. Yep, it was the valve extension sealing washer. Apparently, with an extension, you shouldn't check the air pressure because it'll cause them to leak! And I hadn't done anything stressful to it either, like hanging my pressure tester at an odd angle or something. No charge for the repair though. I like that.
Since then, I've been on the road & freeways for a couple hours and checked the air and all is good.
The type I have are those nice solid brass pipes that are mounted in the wheel. And I love them. They've made checking and adding air soooo much easier then what was in them before.
But, when will the next one fail???
Then, I get here to Seaside Oregon and the nice cool weather. Pays my money at this RV park and the gal that's been here for 12 years guides me into my space since it's such a tight squeeze. Keeps directing me over...over...over until my passengers side gets close and friendly with a giant cement service tower. Wanted to stop following her directions but also didn't want to insult her by ignoring her hand signals. Scraped my plastic wheel well surround almost off and wrinkles one of the basement door surrounds. Pulled out several screws but didn't break the plastic on the wheel well surround.
The handyman use to work in a body shop so he's going to put it back together for me.
Not a good day today. But the weathers great here, nice and cool in the 60's and great WiFi here in the park.
Waiting for the 3rd shoe to drop. (It comes in threes, doesn't it?)