I figured that there are a lot of stories and pictures to go with those stories from our trip that may not have been reported earlier. This section will report those stories, one by one, so that everyone can get the full story of our trip. This is the first.
The Flat Tire.
As we were rolling out of the driveway in Saskatoon, literally seconds from beginning our trip, Bonnie's mom noticed a badly damaged right rear tire. We phoned U-Haul (who were actually quite helpful, strangely) and 2 hours later we were on the road with a new tire. We didn't get into Winnipeg until midnight that night, and we felt that our trip was destined to be excruciating.