Day 24 Brigham City UT to Leeds UT 360 Miles
It was a picture perfect morning leaving Brigham City. Knowing how much traffic the area gets and the aggressiveness of the locals, we opted to not join in with the nice people rushing to get to work. We left at 9:00 am, still a little nutty, but not too bad.
The ride south on I15 is quite scenic for a populated area. Well, with the Wasatch mountains looming above all, it would be hard NOT to be scenic. The area has grown a great deal in the last five years, we were noticing all the new homes and businesses in this area. Can't blame anyone for wanting to live here, it is probably the CLEANEST large city in the country. Charleston is lovely, but we have a huge litter problem. Jim and I joked that it would be a nice place to move to....but then, we'd be the only two people in Utah who are not Mormon.
We were having a good day until mile marker 167 on I15, a tiny town named Filmore. We pulled into a gas station and five seconds later an older man in a golf cart motioned to roll the window down. He told us that we had a nail sticking out of the right, rear Jeep tire. And....what do you know! The gas station across the street (where he worked) had a Cooper Tire right next to it! What were the chances? There, the tire guys were so nice, they really, really wanted to sell us 4 tires, for a LOT of money, that we didn't even want. By now they'd pulled the nail out of the sidewall so we had to replace the tire lest we wouldn't have a spare. We were so far out in the middle of nowhere, and I DO mean nowhere, that we were forced to buy a used tire for a premium price. We will probably replace the tires with Michelins when we get to Las Vegas. I'm still not so sure that the old guy didn't have a nail gun on him. We can NOT see the Jeep behind us while we're towing it. Could be a profitable racket...
About thirty miles later we pulled off the road again, for lunch. No state rest areas for many miles here, and the ones that are there are closed. So we pulled into a truck stop and there was another Cooper Tire store there too. Shortly after we came to a stop one of the Cooper Tire guys came flying out on a golf cart and circled our RV inspecting at our tires! See a pattern here? Thankfully, he didn't knock on the door to tell us we needed new tires on the RV, or stick a nail in the Jeep's tires.
Stay away from Cooper Tire Stores in Utah!
Fortunately, the rest of the journey today was uneventful. We are in a cute little camping area in a teeny little town called Leeds. It's near Zion NP in the southwestern corner of Utah. We went down the street to a little grocery for milk and had to wait for a guy walking two HUGH bulls down the middle of the street where we were turning. That's how small this town is...
Tomorrow Zion NP and maybe more.
sounds like you got scammed.
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