Monday, the saw arrived about 6:00 PM. It is still in the box.

I needed to clean-up where I intend to unpack and assemble it. That was delayed. Photo is from Saturday. Sunday I can do the unpacking.
Wednesday evening is the game (Pétanque) night. There was a nearly full moon and a sunset over the Columbia River. Many lenticular (lens like) clouds became infused with orange and yellow colors.
From the house to the County Road is 2 miles of gravel. I left at 10:30 and got to White Trail road (also named Rd 5 NW). Shortly after getting on the pavement, my front left tire hit something that poked a hole in the sidewall. I heard the sound but nothing seem out-of-place – for about 3 minutes. Then the tire pressure light came on with 17 pounds, about half the normal. It continued to drop.
The road is narrow blacktop with small and crumbling edges. I continued to drive on less and less tire pressure. It stabilized at 5 pounds. Essentially empty. The major concern was whether or not I would ruin the tire. At 3.5 miles a came to the entrance of a housing development near a golf course. The photo below is from Street View of Google Earth. The spot has a wide hard surface, lights, and well off the road.

I used text message to tell folks I would not be notifying them when I got home. I decline the initial offer for assistance because I expected I’d be back on the road in 15 minutes. That didn’t happen.
The kit in the F150 (2019 year) has a hook as shown below – except new, it is straight. I managed to get enough lift to remove the damaged tire but this piece twisted about 90 degrees, and appeared about to break.

That is when I acknowledged the need for assistance. I needed more lift to get the spare on than I did to get the blown tire off. My Pétanque partner, Phil, is a car guy and came with various tools, including a mechanic’s type floor jack. Another couple – not at the gathering that night but on the message list – also came. I didn’t have to do anything from that point on, so got my tire and gear stowed away, and watched. A short discussion about such things and “thank yous” and I was soon on my way. It was 11:30 and I had 60 miles to get home.
Last December I had Les Schwab install new tires, the topic of the Dec 15th post.
Thursday morning they fixed the tire at no cost. Meanwhile, I went to Amazon and ordered an appropriate floor jack – arriving next Thur or Friday.
On a dark and lonely highway – ended well.
Friday I took some things over to the vineyard and had cheese fondue, wine, and other supper things. I got home about 10:30.
It is summer, so hot and breezy in the area.
Keeping Track
on the Naneum Fan
John
doing 97% of the heating. The hall thermostat is set on 69°. If I sleep late or am away, the heat pump comes on and the fan pushes air around and it takes only a few minutes to move warm air from the area of the stove. The compressor does add a little heat (not much) and the electric resistance heaters do not turn on. 
replacement. Last week their computer system showed the part was on the shelf. It wasn’t. I was less peeved only because I had two other errands in EBRG. Truck and me are rescheduled for 9:00 on Friday. I don’t want to have to be in there again at 8.
The problem started when the connection to the Third Brake Light (on the canopy) connection corroded and also damaged the factory installed brake & trailer hitch module. That part’s cost was a little more than half of the total, $442.22. They did not attempt to reconnect the 3rd brake light and suggested not to do so. 
Had I really sent such things I would be much poorer. In the lower center is a blooming shamrock. {We have an Irish Grandmother.}
The site, Bored Panda, linked to here has interesting snow photos:





Today with all the snow and a temperature of 3°F, they were in my face as I brushed snow away and starting pouring seeds out. Quail are much more furtive and usually show up just before Mr. Sun disappears beyond the Cascades. They come in early morning too, so on these very cold days I will add feed when I go for the mail – their breakfast will be easier.


