Very true, people up here are usually prepared.
Many years back a flood took out almost all of the bridges between us and Anchorage, right when we were going into the cold days of fall. We are on the road system, and that is how all of the groceries get to our town.
It took weeks for all of the bridges to be rebuilt. They redesigned them, so they wouldn't all get washed out again.
It was funny going into the stores... only things left in the grocery store were the things people don't like...like canned spinach, and canned kina beans. But there was also always milk, cheese, and baby formula. those were brought in by plane.
Everything was fine...no one had any issues. We all just had to eat Salmon and hardtack. Boring, but fine. I ate the last salad in town.
DH just called me outside and pointed at the van. Sure enough. Same tire as the Mercedes, flat as a pancake. I swear somebody sees me coming and throws a handful of nails out in the gravel ahead of me.
I'm starting to feel a bit picked on.
Sheesh! Sure you don't keep clipping a curb with that one tire? Very frustrating!
Fer real! Population 1300. The first time the tire went flat, DH found a horse shoe nail in it. Second time, he thinks a sharp rock took it out. This tire is on the same side and designation as the first tire. I swear that I'm hitting nails or other debris in front of one of the Amish businesses that I pass along the way. It's a machine shop/small motor repair place that looks like Fred Sanford's front yard. Machinery, lawn mowers, engines everywhere waiting to be gleaned for parts or repaired.
