It was too late in the day to contact any motorcycle shops to locate a new tire so I had to wait until the next morning. There were two shops in Gallup but neither of them had a tire to fit our bike. I called Albuquerque and found a tire. I rented a pickup truck and drove 150 miles to Albuquerque, picked up the tire, and drove 150 miles back to Gallup. We took the bike to one of the shops I had called earlier in the day and they installed the tire for us. We left Gallup at about 4:30PM and rode to Albuquerque to spend the night.
We intended to drop south to visit Judy and Steve (my sister and brother-in-law) in Shreveport, LA, but since we had lost a day due to the tire problem, we had to skip that part of the trip and take the shortest route home.
We didn't have any trouble buying gas until we got to Nashville. We were on the east side of Nashville and I needed gas. I got off I-24 and found one of the two stations closed and the other with a long line down the street. I rode on looking for gas and after several miles of nothing but closed stations or stations with long lines, I realized we were going to have to get in line and wait, because I didn't have enough gas left to get back on I-24 and continue toward home. We sat in line for about 40 minutes to purchase the tank of gas that would get us home.
I can't have a beard or goatee at work due to food safety rules, but I usually grow one when I am on vacation. This time it has a lot more gray in it than previously.