We pulled over again to check the tires, and it seemed like the left rear was a little softer than the rest. Looks like we had a slow leak. We were wishing we’d bought a can of Fix-a-Flat (like we’d talked about during our trip planning. Guess we should’ve followed our own good advice.) The tire wasn’t so soft that we couldn’t drive on it so we continued, although at a lower rate of speed now that we knew we had a real issue with the tire.
We reached the pavement and drove into Escalante. We’d already decided that camping was out and that we’d need to be in town to resolve the tire situation. We stopped again to use the minimart air pump. All the tires were fine except the left rear. It was down 20psi from the 40 it had been before we’d headed up the Hell’s Backbone Road. Just lovely. There was an empty spot on the shelf at the minimart where the Fix-a-Flat should’ve been. Must be a popular item hereabouts. I inquired at the register and was told that the grocery store would have it but they were closed until morning. I figured that the Fix-a-Flat was my best early option since it was the Sunday evening before Labor Day. The chances of getting a tire fixed on Labor Day in this tiny town seemed nil.