But getting here was another story…
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- Tire Blew, literally exploded…
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- Seam went, but was not run flat…
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- Straw Boss making sure I work hard…
We were humming along and all of a sudden, “Boom!”
The car yanked sideways and I though we had been hit with a grenade. The tire was still holding the car and that was what saved us. These tires are very stout in the sidewall, I guess too stout, this one exploded…
Looks like a defect…
Then I had to lay on the ground in the middle of nowhere and change a tire, The spare was sufficient to get us home and then I spent yesterday working on the car to repair some minor/major damage that the tire did when it blew, plus fixed other items as I messed around…
Somehow and most likely coincidence, the rear axle seal decided to shell out not long after getting back on the road, we lost all the fluid in the axle and now after getting it back under control, we have a slight whine. Which means we have messed up the differential gears somewhat. Not bad, just a faint whine…
I am just glad that it was not a front tire that blew like that…
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The Tiny Russian Village was just as we left it. Time moves slowly here. Well, except that we had our back wall done and today, Svetochka and I will start painting. I have been set back a day by the tire and car work…
While Svetochka paints today, I will rebuild the wall of the home to the left of the image. This is not a insulated room and needs just to be covered. The back wall is main home and it was sealed, insulated and termites sent away…
I have to reset a support footing and then just cut and nail a simple facade over the side wall. I can do that? I hope? 🙁
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Thus, this morning I am sipping coffee, writing this post while Svetochka and Boza sleep away. Boza has taken my spot on the bed and growled at me when I decided to see if he was okay. I accept the growling, for it is his medicine talking. That is how I know he is doing okay. The stuff he has put in his eyes is strong and it effects him this way. I really do not think he even knows he growls. He just wants to be left alone and that I do not blame him, but I have to keep checking him…
The two sleepy heads are happy…
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Got too much to do and I will end this post. Tomorrow maybe better pictures and more to say? I just have to get going and get things done. Boza and I are thinking of talking to Svetochka and see if we can stay an extra week. That would mean Sveta would go back by train and then Boza and I can finish up all we do not get done this week…
We will see!
WtR