Last weekend some friends and I decided to go on a weekend camping trip in the Cascade Mountains. Although we are all accustomed to roughing it, we always seem to leave a key piece of equipment behind. The trip started out well enough, but when we were within a few miles of our campground, I hit a rut in the road and got a flat tire.
When we got out of the car to make the repairs, we were miles away from any other people, let along a lighted area. I usually keep a Pelican flashlight in my car, but my dad had taken it out for to do some electrical work in our crawlspace. Much to our chagrin, we were forced to change the tire with nothing but our cell phone backlighting to guide us.
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