We haven't had to deal with one of those yet, but I'm sure someone will chime in soon!
Hope you get it back on so you can make the Jackson Rally!
Let us know how it turns out.
Here is some reading while waiting for someone to come on with some advice about the shackles . . .
We had kind of a close call after we left Vegas . . .
While on our way to the Vegas Rally I noticed that the back tires on the Prowler were wearing out fast on the inside tread, and after the Dexter seminar, Glen (the Dexter guy) came over and diagnosed that our rear axle had lost it's camber (ie - flat), which is why the tires are wearing that way.
He suggested that we have the tires reversed on the wheels for the trip home.
Since we left Vegas on Sunday and the tire shops were all closed, we had it done in Richfield, UT on Monday.
After waiting at a tire shop in the parking lot for two hours for our appointment (even though it was written in their appointment book and I had even spoken with the tech outside at the spot to make sure I knew where to park the truck and trailer when it was time), and when I walked in at the allotted time, the guy who was supposed to do our tires had been sent out on a road service call and they had 'forgotten' that we were outside waiting and it would be at least two more hours before they could squeeze us in.
So I called the Big 'O' Tire store down the road and they told me to come on over and they would get us in and out in a half an hour . . . which they did!
However, they also discovered while remounting the tires that one was starting to show tread separation (it was the one with the worse wear on it), so I had them pull the spare and put it on one of the aluminum wheels (after all . . . looks are important, too!
).
I doubt we would have made Grand Junction that night without having a blowout with that tire . . .
Couldn't really see the bubble starting until it was spinning on the balancer machine (another good reason to have trailer tires balanced).
So I have to throw out
KUDOS to the
Big 'O' Tire Store in Richfield, UT . . . and a big fat
PPPFFFFTTTTTTTT sound to Pearson Tire.
Anyway . . . that's my story and I'm sticking to it.