One day I noticed this.
How on earth did a stick get stuck in the sidewall of the inside rear tire? That is a fairly easy question to answer. Just a set of perfect circumstances of the outside flipping up the stick and the inside tire catching it just right while being held firmly on the ground by the outside tire. And how long had it been like this? That I really wish I knew. I check my tires before each day's drive. I am pretty certain I did so before leaving Craters of the Moon. Pretty sure? From there it was to do laundry, a lunch stop and then on the Henry's Fork.
I broke camp and drove slowly south about 5 miles to a gas station to them put the spare tire on. Fortunately Idaho road workers were painting the lines on the highway and I could crawl along behind the paint truck at a slow speed for a few of those miles.
Then it was on down to Ashton 30 miles further to a tire shop that had just one tire of the correct size left in stock. Finally my luck has turned? It became my new spare tire. I was back at camp by three in the afternoon and was elated to find "Camp Perfect" still there waiting for us. All I can say is that I parked in the same exact spot as before and now the RV is a bit more level which leads me to believe the tire was flat when we arrived five days earlier.
A $263.53 splinter of wood.
Yes, it will be mounted inside the Little House on the Highway somewhere.