whew!

It was the middle of Saskatchewan, past Regina, but not quite to Saskatoon. We talked about getting gas in Regina, when we already outside Regina. We were still stunned by the awfulness of Bonanza. At one point I looked at the odometer and it said 631 km, which made me think we must be almost down to nothing in the gas tank. I checked the "remaining" meter and it said 39 kms remaining, and I asked Dustin, who was driving, "Is the light on?". As the word "on" was hanging in the air, Dustin looked down and said, "Oh it just came on!"

The countdown had begun! We saw a town coming up, oops no services. I quickly pulled out the map. Which town would have a gas station? We had passed Craik "The Friendliest town by a Dam site", read the sign, but that was minutes before I let my curiosity get to me. The nearest town with a solid dot on the map, and a hospital, was 10 or more minutes away.

Okay, 24, hmm, would we make it? The atmosphere in the car could have been tense, panic ridden, but hey, the story value of such an incident was too good to pass up. Plus, we have CAA gold!

Wow, just in the nick of time Davidson came into view and there was a Shell station on the highway, maybe even a Tim Horton's in town. We coasted in with 14 kms to go. How happy we were to see that gas pump.

We love you pump 7!