No Trucks Allowed roads

I was picking up a load of mulch. Bridge said 10 tons. So I pulled over to figure out another route. Before I barely had a chance to set the brakes, a guy pulled off the road in front of me in a pickup. "Are you trying to get across that bridge? I drive my log truck over it multiple times a day grossing 105k." Guy was a trucker! And the people at the mulch outfit said the bridge was updated years ago, and the sign was never taken down. Why not just take the F'n sign down???

 

Yeah there’s a lot of roads run by grain trucks/ log trucks and flatbeds pulling forestry equipment.
There’s a bridge south of Missouri near the Arkansas border who’s weight limit is like 15 tons, meanwhile a low boy runs across it pulling a 60klb skidder and other equipment atleast once a month.

there’s two down near Pocahontas ar that’s 12 and 20tons while fully loaded grain trucks cross every day several times a day at 60-100klbs

I got no idea what their deal is.
Also 21N is not posted and I’ve never seen it listed but it’s a rough place for trucks to get to. (They still do, but a few have gotten tickets?)

 

I did that once and called the cops for help. I didn't get a ticket and was able to smoothly get out of what could've been a bad situation. Imagine smacking into low electrical wires. Sheesh.

 

I used to do that, from a Pay phone since cell hadn’t been invented yet.

I learned quickly that you didn’t bother to ask the woman that answered the phone for directions.
Pickup in Atlanta, called for directions
“We are off exit blah blah”
“Are you inside the perimeter or outside “
“Uh I’m not sure, but it’s the exit with the mall”

You just asked for the shipping and receiving dock, and hoped whoever answered the phone in that department knew how to get there.

my nephew does oversize heavy haul and he gets the route permits from the states and reads every line on every page , and traces it out on the road atlas , and makes notes on the permits.

when I got my learners license the day I turned 15 in 1978, the following day my father and I drove 400 miles to visit his parents.
All backroads, there is no interstate along that route. Mostly two lanes .
My father had me help him map it the night before. he got a foldout highway map and laid out a ruler and drew a line with a pencil from start to the destination,
And then got a paper and started writing ,
South on US 129, west on SR 62 in Cleveland , south on US 441 in Clarksville etc .

the next morning he handed me the map and written notes and and the keys to his 1974 caprice convertible with a 454 and said put the top down and let’s roll.

so we took off.
And he was a good trainer.
He paid attention but didn’t give me any instructions. When I droright past where we were supposed to turn he didn’t say anything, he just waited to see how long it would take me to figure out I had Missed my turn, and after about 15 or 20 miles he would ask “whens your next turn?”
“Uh, I’m not sure”
“What road are we on now ?”
“Uh.... I dunno “
“We’ll keep driving until we see a sign, or stop and ask, I’m pretty sure we were supposed to turn in Clarksville about ten miles back”

after that happened a few times , I learned to pay attention to the road signs , but I don’t think I would have learned how to do that if he had just sat there like a GPS and said turn here, turn there , you have a turn coming up in a half mile etc .

Then later that night after dark I am driving on a two lane and something hits the windshield and lands in my lap and starts flopping and hissing and screeching , and I’m weaving all over the road , he’s yelling to not wreck the car , and before I got stopped he just grabbed the rather large bat and threw it out.
It was quite the adventure .

 

Lol
The first time I took my truck to my parents house ..

they had a large flat backyard and a wide driveway where it turned off the road.
And I had a international 9670 cabover and a 48 foot trailer. Easy peasy.

I pull in real slow and I see him walk out of the house , he waves and then gets in his truck and makes a call on his “car phone “

I circle around a pine tree and back up and by the time I get parked and grab my bag and walk toward the house he says ,
“Sorry, I was on the phone and when you pulled on it just went dead, I had to call em back and finish telling them what they need to do tomorrow “

then he comes over to see my truck, he hadn’t see it before, and then we notice the phone line hanging on the trailer ...

 

I lived in my truck and had no home phone to attach my AT&T calling card to.
And my parents lived in a home owned by the state, my dad was a game warden, so I couldn’t get a card attached to their phone .
I finally got a “non subscriber calling card” but it wasn’t easy.
This was before everywhere sold the pre paid cards .

 

There’s usually a state trooper that hangs out on the Indiana section of the perimeter around Cincinnati, for a couple hours in the mornings , looking for oversize loads that are violating the morning curfew on the 1.3 mile stretch of the interstate thats in Indiana , the Ohio section has no curfew.

 

I once made a U turn at a large intersection and got the dolly legs hung up on the crown on the road.

wasn’t too long before a state trooper rolled up and was pretty upset,
“I should write you a ticket for this etc etc !”
My reply was “i didn’t do this on purpose , if you wanna make by already bad day even worse, then write me a ticket, if you wanna HELP, call me a tow truck”

he called a tow truck and acted nice the rest of the time .
The two truck driver wanted me to unhook from the trailer , so he could lift it and move it ,
So I did and he hooks to it and raises it way up and then pops the clutch and his tow truck did a wheel stand and then he’s yelling at me out the window which lever to pull to let him back down. And the trooper just coved his eyes and turns his back and said “I do NOT wanna see this , if I witness it and somebody gets hurt it’s a lot more paperwork “

 

I either make my U turns nice and slow or real #### quick. Same way with crossing railroad tracks

tho I tend to eye ball it.
In GA I got into a bad spot. Take a right turn into customer but can’t make a left turn when leaving (some ####### out a concrete divider for 0 reason, it’s a 20mph highway with clear visibility)
Drove till I found a big entrance way to another road. Put flashers on and vest on and walked into intersection waked back to truck and did I turn ignoring the angry stares and horn honking.