So I’m in the process of relocating to Portland. And the last week, month really, has been ‘interesting’. Perhaps mind numbingly stressful and panic inducing might be a more apt descriptor.
Anyhow a brief tale, a tale of Wyoming, cars, and Sundays.
So as a result of circumstances I found myself leaving Saturday morning to drive from Chicago to Portland. Saturday was uneventful. I made it almost exactly 1000 Miles, then called it a night just across the Wyoming/ Nebraska border.
Got up the next morning and started driving. Very early on a chattering noise started, and quickly progressed into something loud and undeniably Not Good ™. Well I had only made a short distance, so was by Cheyanne. Which is the last, and nearly only, spot of civilization in the state.
Well what do you know but LITERALLY ZERO repair shops in Cheyanne are open on Sunday. I’m driving another 1200 miles, mostly through the mountains, and not a spot of civilization for 500 miles until I hit Salt Lake. No, no, oh hell no. I can’t leave Cheyanne. It would be potentially deadly foolishness to do so.
Well I went to a few shops listed as 24 hours, no dice. Advanced Auto Parts is literally my only option. If I can’t figure the problem, they don’t have the part, and I can’t do it myself I’m stranded until 9am Monday. I’m not making Portland by 9am arrival at work.
Well let’s do this.
Driver tire off. No obvious issue. I’m thinking a caliper or bearing, given the testing I did (engine off, rolling forward, going backward, neutral movement, etc). I know it’s not the engine, thank god, but if it’s a bearing, I’m sunk. Honda Insights have press in bearings. Taking time and special tools I do not have access too.
Did I mention that with everyone on the cell plan being traveling most of the month I have no cell data at this point? Yeah, that is a thing too.
At this point the panic is real. Keep calm, but it’s not looking good. I pop off the passenger tire and…
The caliper is flapping in the breeze. One bolt missing completely, the other a few hand cranks to take out.
I can fix that.
Superficial marks on the inner tire and caliper, but everything else seems sound, much more so than if bolt 2 had come out in 100 miles! Order new bolt. Not in stock. But store 15 minutes away has one. They go get it. Goes on, tires back on, and it worked. Problem solved. By now it’s 11, I’m not making Portland today, but I can still make Oregon. Gonna be an early morning, but the plan remains (mostly) intact.
All in all it cost me 3 hours, and $7. I rolled into work at 9:05, after stopping for a shower. 48 hours almost exactly after I left my house in Chicago, 2200 miles, and one nerve wracking unplanned stop.