I had planned to do a long multi-day trip through the Grand Staircase, and this arch was my first stop. It was early in the morning and I was alone, out there painting. As I finished up, some hikers came along and said "Oh is it you with the flat tire in the parking lot?" "A flat???!!!" Yes. It turned out to be me. Luckily these hikers were van lifers and then another couple came along and the two guys helped me change the tire, which I never could have done myself. Trail magic!! Got the spare on and drove to Escalante where the mechanic found a tiny little pointed stone that was the culprit.