The aftermath

Sunday morning I was up early to help Liz get ready for her ride, but Hampton and I otherwise took it easy. Going on a long stroll and some grazing.

Sunday morning walk with Hamp and Simone.

Later on we took the opportunity to take some photos in front of the big sign with Jan and Penn. Hampton and Penn were instant friends (of course) and were very cute for the photos. Because that is what they both do.

Big bay, little bay?

We ended up heading home around 1. I decided to drive home, and we were about 3 miles from the show ground when we came upon a tight right hand turn.

I couldn't swing as wide as I wanted because a car was stopped at the light going in the opposite direction. I didn't think much of it ... until there was a HORRIBLY LOUD CRUNCHING METAL noise coming from the trailer.

I believe there was lots of "oh shits! and fuck!" from me and Liz. Then I heard the hissing sound of a tire going flat.

Dead.

Great driving, Karen

FML.

I immediately pulled over into a parking lot to assess.

I had done a number on the trailer, and killed the tire. Immediately I started to panic and have a melt down because I thought for sure we would be stranded and I had to work in just a few hours.

However.

In spite of recent events in the news, humans are actually good. My faith in humanity was restored. Within minutes, an officer pulled in and started to help us. In another 10 minutes, the owner of Majestic also pulled in and helped finish the tire change. There was also probably half a dozen other random people who stopped to check on us.

Another employee of Majestic pulled around the same corner during this time and did the EXACT SAME THING and ripped the fender off her SUV. Bummer, but sort of made me feel better that the concrete block took another victim.

The shoulder also dips down when you turn, so it sucked my
trailer down so the concrete block could attack.
FUCKER.

Man, this area of Ohio is full of super nice people!

I had also called a handful of friends (including blogger Amy - owner of Steady) to keep them on standby should we need additional help or a ride home.

We had the spare tire on, and the wheel well pounded back into place in probably less than 30 minutes. I made it to work only 15 minutes late. WHEW.

I am definitely going to be paying that forward. I was really humbled by all the people who stopped to offer to help. I have had that trailer for probably 6 years and that is the first time I have ever hit anything, or even had a flat tire. Guess I was due. Hopefully good on that for a while.

Still holding a grudge against that concrete block though. It can go DIE. BURN IN HELL.