"Boxcar Billy" Bolt Goat rides the rail with JB Hunt again.

Great idea!

 

You can run but you can't hide.

First time at Memphis rail. Unlike Haslet where you park container and chassis and go on your way, at Memphis they have you pull into a designated spot and the giant carnival picker pulls your loaded container off the chassis while still attached to your tractor.

My designated spot was occupied so I decided to go around and find another railside spot as close as possible. But when I pulled up again the crain was moving. You're not supposed to pull under a moving crain. They are enormous loud and dangerous. So I turned the corner to try again but to my horror the crain turned behind me. So I turned again but this time the thing was coming at me head on! Another turn and it was chasing me again. Lumbering beeping, growling poised to devour me.

Sweat beaded on my brow as I struggled to reach another corner, when a yard jockey skidded to a stop in front of me, jumped out and began flagging me to stop. The crain bore down on me. Trapped! Trapped like a rat! Then I realized that crain driver had been chasing me all over the yard trying to get me to stop so he could pull the container wherever I was. Duh!

 

Yep. He really can be a d-bag on occasion .

 

Taking another run at Memphis.

This time we thought we had it figured out. Headed for our numbered slot. As I pulled in I noticed the yard jockey chasing behind me top speed. Barely pulled the brake when my truck began to rock. That crain had dropped down out of nowhere.
I know what happened. The yard jockey got on the radio and cried, "Here comes that darn goat again! Quick grab it before he gets away!

 

Nooo!!