In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the country artist, Kyle McKearney, shares one of his stories from being on the road.

Kyle McKearney

In this Crazy Tour Stories segment, the country artist, Kyle McKearney, shares one of his stories from being on the road. You can check out the story, after the break.

My bandmates would often question the way I would throw change around so liberally. Almost as if it wasn’t even real money. I would go through the drive-through, pay for my double double with a five and drop the change in the cup holders of our van, sometimes spilling onto the floor (the change, never the coffee).
We had just finished a run across Canada, Victoria to Montreal, and were back in Toronto for our final show of the tour set to drive home to Alberta in the following days. I punched the destination into my iPhone and carried on with my brother reminiscing about the tour, processing the madness and fun we had just experienced. Not paying attention, we ended up at the US border as it is a much shorter distance to cut through the States back to AB than to climb around the Lakes to Thunder Bay, etc. We hadn’t planned on this route but didn’t have much choice now that we were speaking to a border guard. Somehow he let us through and we were on our way.
Somewhere across the midwest, we hit a heavy rainstorm. The night was black but the sky would light up as bright as day every time the lightning would strike. It was fine for the most part until our van was struck by lighting……..Both headlights exploded at the exact same time and we couldn’t see anything but black. I quickly pulled off the road and did a quick google search of the nearest motel. It was 50 miles and we didn’t feel safe staying put. We started by driving slowly waiting for the lightning to light our path. It was working ok but I kept hitting the rumble strip. I soon realized that I could use the rumble strip as a marker to stay mostly on the road.
We reached the motel and stopped for the night and spent the last of what little money we had left on a room. The next morning we needed fuel but had no funds. We started searching for change and were able to dig up 82 dollars hahaha (ya see, I’ve got my reasons). We nearly made it home before running out of gas. A friend came and rescued us and took us to the nearest Walmart where we replaced our headlights and drove home through the night.
Definitely, a trip I won’t forget.

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