Muck Boots 'n' Slickers - Life of a Livestock Hauler

They damnnnn sure ain’t make’n anymore like him and Gordon — didn’t know Gordon but I knew his brother pretty well—. Kinda hard to deal with the fact that we’re the Ol Timer’s now days

 

Lookin good

 

Early 80’s I received a few too many speeding tickets on my FL license, mostly 78 in 55. Last one was coming up 27 around Palmdale. Trooper pulls me over and gives me a ticket. He then tells me I need to slow down coming through the short stretch through Palmdale but outside of that he gives some slack. That ticket put me over the point total.
Just so happened the next trip I had was out to Brawley and I had to rest cattle in Deming. While I was there I managed to get a New Mexico DL using the cattle rest as my home address.
About a month later I am back in FL running north on 27 again. Shortly after I pass through Palmdale the same trooper pulled me over.
When he met me I asked him what happened to him giving some slack outside of Palmdale proper. He told me gives some slack but not the whole rope.
I then gave him my new DL and he promptly asked where my FL license was. I told him I had to move because the FL troopers were to hard
on my wallet and license.
At the time New Mexico did not concern themselves with out of state tickets. I ran on that license for a pretty good while.

 

Tri-drive Airliner. You don’t see that everyday.

 

Thanks for the explanation! Makes sense why they have the clearinghouse now!

 

$10 in 1987 at the DMV and I had a Chauffeurs license. Fortunately my Grandfather made sure I knew how to drive tractors and trucks long before my first road test where I successfully got my first commercial driving job.

 

At one time, buy AR, at the W. Mphs scale house,$ 5.00 legit, as he stuck the coat hanger in you tanks for the fuel tax.. Proof tested in Conn a year later....

 

And that's the way it worked back then. I had a Georgia license that ran out of points ,got a Florida license and then a New Mexico license. Hell I was 25 years old before I could buy insurance in my own name, luckily I'm a Junior so I'd use Dads name for insurance. But the speed limit was 55 back then so I'm not such the outlaw as it seems.

 

I came a long after the CDL. But when I started. You just paid the ticket and they wouldn’t report to your home state or they would make it a parking ticket. So as long as you behaved at home you could do what you wanted everywhere else. Then they passed the anti masking laws

 

I still like the way Nevada handled things when it was 55. Speeding, as long as it was not in a town, would get you a no-points waste of natural resources ticket. Do NOT go blasting through the towns. It was $15 on the spot and you were free to go, or so I've been told!

For those that have never been there, Highway 93 from Jackpot to Ely, grab 6 and cut over to 318, down through Lund and re-join 93 north of Ash Springs and then on to Vegas was our normal route to Los Angeles. In those days most of the Canadians out of Alberta and the Montana boys would go that way as well rather than staying on I15.

Towns were mostly 60 miles apart or more with one section being around 100 miles of wide open good two lane road.

Radar detectors were standard equipment. You could make good time through there if you would dog along for a bit until a four wheeler going about 70 would pass you. Then just follow along a half mile or so back and listen for the bird-dog to tell you when the car in front got painted!

Good days for sure!