My new, final resting place

I fell off twice (no serious injuries, fortunately; somehow, I still remembered how to fall properly, even from a height) and got smacked by breaker bar blowback more times than I care to remember. It's a young man's job that should never have been tried for the first time by an old guy...me!

But I did it and checked that off the 'bucket list,' never to be done again.

 

I'm fine. Thanks for the concerns. I've just become a bit lazy. Okay, a lot lazy.

And okay, preoccupied. I now have two pregnant daughters, one due very soon and one due in march.

 

I am spend on a few more hours in our McDonough terminal and wanted to share a weird experience I had yesterday. It is related to @tow614 and Big G.

Normally, I only see Big G trucks heading in the opposite direction when I'm here in the South. Yesterday, however, one of their trucks and I spent most of the day passing one another up and down hills heading south on part of I65, I24, and I75 as I headed to Hot 'Lanta.

At some point, he pulled into a truck stop and I continued; we lost contact with each other. I didn't get the truck or trailer numbers so I'll never know it was.

But I figure it was karma for something.

 

Oh. And I am still running on recap hours, many of which are 4-6 hours. This means I have become one of those after-midnight drivers that takes up truck stop parking spaces all day.

Kind of like the night mail and cargo flying I used to do.