I was sorting through my photographs and discovered these pictures from John Day, Oregon. Adventures and surprises seem to occur when they are least looked for. Little did I know that a damaged tire would lead to a wonderful pre-Christmas holiday experience.

I was heading to southern Utah in early December along Interstate 84. By the time I arrived in Pendleton, a snow storm had closed the pass over the Blue Mountains between Pendleton and LaGrande. So I decided that it might be prudent to travel southbound on Hwy 395 to John Day, from there I could pick my way back to the Treasure Valley then on to Boise and continue on along my planned route. I had traveled Hwy 395 many times before. Though this route would add several hours onto my drive, I felt that this would be a better choice than sitting around in Pendleton with all the truckers waiting for the pass to open up.

South of Ukiah while following Camas Creek a semi truck (opposite direction traffic) had crossed the median and forced me to move over hard right to avoid a potential collision. As I veered right the right rear tire struck something under the snow which shredded my tire’s sidewall, causing my SUV to swerve violently toward the creek. Fortunately there was no more on coming traffic and I was able to use the entire paved surface to recover from this upset. I was very lucky not to have ended up in the creek.
After discovering the tire damage it took some time getting the car stabilized on the icy road conditions in order to be able to ‘jack’ the vehicle safely. When I lowered the spare tire I quickly discovered the tire was in poor shape and it too needed replacement.
I continued on to John Day cautiously. When I had cell phone reception I stopped the SUV and called ahead to the Les Schwab Tire store, (it’s times like this you are thankful for having a cell phone and adequate reception). I arrived at the tire store slightly after closing but there was someone there to meet me. Because the one tire was badly damaged and the spare was unsafe, I elected to purchase two tires. In about thirty minutes my tire issues were resolved and I located a motel for the night. It was here at the motels cafe, I learned about the Truckers’ Parade.

So after getting a quick bite to eat, I walked into town to find a spot to watch the parade from. This parade is held on the second Saturday in December and this event has been going on since 1993. The parade is about 90 minutes long. So if you find yourself around John Day on the second Saturday of December maybe you might want to check it out.
Happy Thanksgiving to all.
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