
I used my last full day in Massachusetts to make a pilgrimage to Jett’s grave in Rockport MA. I wanted to see how her engraved headstone looked (pretty good, I think) and to say all the things that, in retrospect, I should have said while she was alive. Like “thank you for a wonderful life together.”
I took Rusty and let him see the grave, against cemetery rules. He was unimpressed.

I was also hoping to get some candy at Tuck’s. But it is peak tourist season in Rockport and my truck is huge, so it quickly became apparent that I would be unable to park anywhere near the store. My consolation prize was a clam strip lunch at Woodman’s of Essex, one of the finest fried seafood places in New England. I did take-out so that Rusty wouldn’t be alone in the truck. I enjoyed the feast very much.
To that point it had been a fine day. However, that all changed as I was about to exit I-95 in Waltham to make a quick stop at Costco (yes, it is possible to make a quick stop at Costco). BLAM! My right rear outer tire exploded. To call is a “blowout” would be understating the event. The tire exploded with such force that it took out most of the truck’s right rear quarter-panel. Serious damage – probably over $2,000. But because the truck has dual rear wheels, I didn’t even have to get a tow – I just drove the truck 30 miles to my local tire dealer and made an appointment to replace the tire the next day.

I checked with a GMC dealer on how readily available this part would be. I figured that it might be difficult finding such a large part for a 17-year-old truck. And I was right – there is precisely one part available in the US and it is in Nebraska. There are other options to be investigated (e.g., after-market parts or junk parts) but it is pretty clear that this will not be a quick fix.
What caused this catastrophic tire failure? My first thought was that my tire pressure gauge was faulty and I had over-inflated the tire. But after buying a new gauge I found that the pressures in the remaining tires were all exactly what I wanted. Was the tire worn? It had over 40,000 miles but still had plenty of tread – it would have passed inspection. And even worn tires are not supposed to explode.
So my current theory is that it was a bad tire. It was a Goodyear Wrangler which has a sad history of exploding. The good news? I wasn’t standing next to it when it blew up. I wasn’t hauling an 8-ton fifth wheel. I wasn’t trying to make a 7:45am flight (which is what I will be doing tomorrow). And I was in the right-hand lane so the flying shrapnel didn’t damage any other vehicles or people. And I don’t think it will delay the TS7.
But I will never buy another Goodyear tire.












21 and counting
Yesterday was our first day all month without rain.
Almost.
The day was completely dry until 11pm when the skies opened up and rain fell in torrents. And, of course, the rain continued into the night. So we now have 21 straight days with measurable rain in the first 21 days of July.
Flooding everywhere. Roads are getting washed out. In what should be one of the driest months of the year.
Miserable.