The tire hadn't only gone flat... it had blown up. Because we were going out of town for the weekend, the car was packed full, and we had to fully unload the back in order to get to the spare tire and the tools. So on the side of the road we had Jake's bicycle, stroller, a cooler, and a bunch of bags containing groceries and various other things. It was quite the pile. I wish I had gotten a picture of that but I was too busy making sure Jake stayed with me on the side of the road away from the cars passing on the highway. Thankfully, Mike had been able to leave work at lunchtime and we had gotten on our way in the early afternoon, so it was still light out when this happened and Mike was able to change the tire in no time and we arrived at Black Butte.
The next day we drove the car into the town of Sisters.
We definitely need to replace this sad-looking tire. And unfortunately, on Subaru cars you can't just replace one tire, you have to replace all four of them so they balance out completely. Ouch.
So while the tires were getting replaced, we went for a walk and admired the beautiful mountains -- South, Middle, and North Sister. Jake stayed with my parents, so we had an unexpected and rather expensive sort of date combined with an errand.
We went to our most favorite coffeehouse.
We sat under this
And drank our hot drinks to celebrate our $557 new tires. (Ignore the fact that we completely forgot to bring our reusable coffee cups.)
Then we went and picked up the car and admired our new tires.