A mere eight miles from the coast of Lake Michigan, Mike ran over an unidentified object that burst both his tube and tire. Having never repaired a flat tire before (only a tube), it was a bit of a challenge. He and Hal stopped in a shaded lawn and Mike set out to fix the damage while Hal promptly fell asleep in the grass nearby. Eventually the task proved too onerous for one man and he was forced to wake Hal up so that they could force the tire on together. After lots of sweat and cursing they were successful, and here Mike stands, triumphant, ready for their final approach to the water. Hoxeyville tomorrow!