Only 7 miles from Madrid and I was most certainly not the carefree dog in the car hammock. (click for Part I)
I was driving a heavily loaded SUV with a dangerously low tire along an unfamiliar roadway with sharp turns, steep inclines and little between myself and the edge.
The dog was snoring. Swaying without a care in the world in her hammock in the back.
It was after 3am. The dark of night before me was nothing more than what looked like an empty abyss.
Highway 14 coiled up a steep grade with little between us and what was a likely harrowing end below.
In the pitch of night it was impossible to see more than a few feet around, but easy to surmise the depths that lay beyond the edge of the tenuous roadway.
Only 6 miles to Madrid.
The console indicator kept demanding attention to its unmitigating message “Air pressure dangerously low”.
We weaved down to more level ground and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Just 5 more miles, just 5 more miles.
I Curse Thee, Google Maps
The tire had gone flat earlier in the day.
Against my better judgement I filled it with Fixaflat and headed back out.
With only 16 miles to Madrid, I figured it should at least hold that far.
It was after 1am. I’d covered well over 900 miles that day. An unplanned detour added 4 hours to the drive but I thought it worth the experience.
Skyline Drive took me miles out of the way in Utah. It was also likely to blame for instigating the troubles we were experiencing now.
Well worth the added miles and the trouble, but trouble I was now in, nevertheless.
With so few miles to go, we just had to make it. Just HAD too.
Almost To Madrid
I drove with care towards Madrid, switching from my preferred WAZE to Google maps, just in case I lost signal out there in the middle of nowhere.
I love WAZE. She has directed me safely across countless cities and unfamiliar continents, but she is limited when signal is lost.
Google Maps allows you to preload maps, so if signal is lost you still have a map to follow.
But then Google Maps did what it does and put me on 57A, a gravel road, full of potholes the size of gullies.
I do not see how at 1am, in the middle of the desert, this was a better option than the paved highway only a few miles out of the way.
It is not the first time Google Maps has pulled this shit and it is why I prefer WAZE. WAZE acknowledges that easier and safer is at times better than faster, far more than does Google.
Only 3 miles to Madrid.