Dumarest
Vaquero de Alta California
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2018
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The passengers descend from the coach and stand in the lashing rain while Marcus collects empty whiskey and gin bottles to capture rainwater. Eli and Oliver work on the wheel, hammering the metal tire as flat as they can with a smooth stone and tightly winding some rawhide cord around the cracked felloes. After about half an hour or grueling work in the dim light, you have a trail-worthy wheel in better shape than you expected. Looking at your handiwork, you're fairly certain you can make it to Tucson without the wheel giving out if you don't mind a rougher ride than usual. Alternatively, you could backtrack to Guadalupe Station and lose at least a day or two while Old Earl does his best wheelwright impression and replaces the wheel.