Dettah

54 degrees fahrenheit

So, I’m here in Dettah (25km from Yellowknife, across Yellowknife bay), having just gotten a flat tire.  It happened about 10km up the road, near the junction with the highway.  I hitched a ride to Dettah, then Mary Rose’s husband Brian took me back to my car and helped me change the tire; I’m now running with a smaller-sized spare.  I’ll take it to the Ford dealer in the morning to have it all fixed properly.

Anywhays, the flat happened rather suddenly, and we found a nail in the tire.  It’s the same kind of nail that Mary Rose often finds in her tires….see, this clan-feud seems to be getting ugly.  There’s this rival family in town, let’s call them the Johnsons, and the Johnson kids do all sorts of mischief including drilling nails into people’s tires.  It’s possible they drilled the nail into my tire while it was parked at the language center, and it didn’t actually cause the tire to burst until later when I was driving.

I don’t even understand what this feud is about, but I guess I’m part of it now.  Maybe I can start some trouble of my own….toilet paper?  eggs?  I could have fun with this.