Whew! These first few weeks of summer are posting warmer than normal temperatures. Reminds me of my first vacation on my own in my first car. A mechanic checked my year-old car before I left the San Francisco Bay area to drive to Salt Lake City. When I cruised into Wendover, Nevada, a gas station attendant convinced me that I would need two new tires before attempting to cross the Great Salt Lake Desert. What to do with the two “old” tires that really didn’t look worn to me?
For two weeks, I drove through Utah, Wyoming, Idaho, and Oregon with two “spare” tires stacked on the back seat.