BD69: The Owner Operator Chronicles

Those memories last a lifetime.

 

This has been a seriously weird day. 80 opened up at 0600 so of course everyone tried to leave at once. I sat it out for 30 minutes and then hit it but it still took 30 minutes to get out of the lot at Bosselmans and onto 80...a half mile trip at best. The from there to North Platte the roads were a little sketchy and the were to many dumb butts trying to make up two lost days in an instant...smdh.

From NP on, the roads were much better, traffic began to sort itself out and the temp, which started at 19 began to rise...quickly. Around Denver, Spring was in complete control and the temp jumped over 70 and my windshield began a bug genocide. A real jihad is what we're talking about.

I figured once I hit the big climb up to Vail it would cool off. Not so much, and I took in the very strange sight of people skiing in shorts on a 65 degree afternoon.

Came out of Glenwood Canyon and saw a Bighorn Sheep standing on the side of the road...that was sort of cool.

Made it to Grand Junction with 30 minutes left on my drive line and called it a 645 mile day. Not to shabby considering.

More later...

 

First off, big thanks to @bzinger for backstopping me on a possible in between stop if it was necessary. It wasn't, but it was a big help.

Barstow. Last time I was here I ran into a waitress I went to high school with. This time I'm parked next to a guy that was in my orientation class at Trans Am. This place is like reunion central for me.

664 miles today and backed in with 9 minutes left. And I'm shot. This wind is kicking my ### and there's no end to it in sight. My hands and forearms are aching pretty bad, but I'll survive.

73 miles from an 0600 unload. No preplan yet. We'll see what happens tomorrow.

More later...