Backtracking a bit, 250 miles prior to Carson City in Eureka, Nick noticed my tire was shredded and about to blow. We replaced it with the tire with the bead in it and hoped for the best. It was 250 miles to the next bike shop and I was hoping to get close but thinking the worst.
On The third day and 20 miles outside of Carson the tire gave. I worked on it for awhile but it was probably going to blow the new tube, so when a bearded gentleman pulled over and asked if I needed a ride to the shop I quickly accepted. Within an hour my bike was good to go thanks to Jimmy and the good folks at The Bike Smith. From there I set off for the next state.