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Or an underpass...next to a biker gang.

 

Ohhhhh there's a plot twist...biker gang meets jb hunt.

 

They say hail without rain in the summer means tornado. At night you can't see anything so hammer down.

 

Being an EC regional guy, I can't touch these guys for twister stories, but I have a blizzard tale:

One of my rare OTR trips, I was backhauling back home to the NE from TX. I was stuck in bad weather for 3 days, I'd drive through it for 8-9 hours, get ahead of the storm for a while and then shut down for the night, only to have the storm pass over me in the night. The next day, repeat the process. Oi!

Well people back east were telling me the storm of the year was coming up and they were battening down the hatches (gotta get bread & milk!) and from the sound of it, I was in it.

So my plan was to put in a little overtime on day 4 and stretch past Charleston WV then find a little truckstop nestled in the hills off 79. Figured the mountains might break up the storm system a bit.

I hate eating "plastic food" (food wrapped in plastic, gas station stuff)

Well I got up about 5-6 am and the ground wasn't too bad, about a half inch of slightly crunchy snow/ice and I could see the plows working on the highway from where I was. Perfect! Got out and rolling.

I gambled on the less preferable 68 through MD instead of the PA pike figured less people go that way and although most hills are straight up and straight down, there's less curves.

But after I made a right turn at Morgantown things got ugly. Two feet or more in the ground, people & trucks stuck and plowed in. There was one spot where cars had gotten stuck and the plows just carved a path through them. Like a disaster move where you've got the only functional lifeboat. I still remember one guy giving me a "help meeeeeeeeee" look.

But then the weather started getting worse and I looked to pull off. I tried to get into a truck stop but it it was snowed in. There were gridlocked trucks parked everywhere and the snow was almost 3 feet deep. Worse yet when I tried to make a u-turn or k-turn I almost slid off the road. (Slow slides are almost more unnerving than fast ones, you have time to ponder your fate!)

So I backed all the way back to the onramp and got back on the highway. The next truck stop (I had to pee, eat, and my dispatcher was driving me nuts about a two day old BOL that just HAD to be scanned) I just parked on the ramp and hiked the two miles to the truckstop. From the road overlooking the lot, I could see it was a world of not good. Gridlock and 3+ feet of snow. Nobody was moving.

I handled my buisness then hiked back to the rig. In the 30-40 minutes it took me to do all that, 5 rigs had come off the highway trying to get into that truckstop. 2 jacknifed on the service road and had shut what remaining acess to the truckstop remained. If I'd driven up to the place, I'd have been stuck.

So back out I went. A few hours later I broke ahead of the storm. I had the highway to myself because there had been an accident behind me and they shut all turnpike traffic headed west.

Sometimes you've just got to press on, because stopping isn't an option.

 

One night it was so bad the road turned white and it busted out my windshield before I could even shut it down. I finally came to a stop and got under my mattress. Sounded like monkeys up there with hammers beating on the truck. Most scared I've ever been.