Broke Down 69...The Adventure Continues

Ahhh the joys of trucking. Maybe that piss timed you behind it, not in it. Silver lining!
Good luck

 

I piss frequently at oil rigs. In the port-a-potties they have color charts to let you know if you are dehydrated.

If the color of your piss has a silver lining, you are over hydrating.

Just sayin'...

 

Look at it this way.
You stopped to take care of a nature call.
Nature returned the favor by NOT getting you in the middle of a incident.

 

1) Bosslemans in Grand Island Nebraska is a Pilot also. Still one of my favorite truck stops. There are a bunch of Bosselmans still but they sell Pilot Fuel... affiliated but not corporate stores....

2) cold brew is kick ###! Saying it's 'snowflake' is like calling moonshine 'snowflake' compared to Jack Daniels....
I like it with a touch of cream and no sugar... still do hot coffee in the morning. But a iced cold brew in the afternoon is awesome.
Best coffee I ever had was Cuban coffee down in Miami.... liquid crack!! Lol

Good to see you back on the road 69!!! So, so sorry to hear about your mom....

 

You gonna have to tarp them hummmmmers?
Have had some require that. Not sure why, just did.

 

Sorry... my last couple weeks have been hectic. Weeks 4 and 5 were almost completely team driving, so I spent a lot of time burning that clock up.

Don't remember too much about week 4, but I can sum up week 5 in one word: Texas. At some point in week 4, I ended up with a 53 foot flat bed. Trainer and I were told on Friday wash the trailer, have it inspected at the main terminal here in Des Moines, take it to John Deere, and swap with a 48. Get ready to pull into JD, and we get our next load: two cotton stripper heads. On a 53 footer. So, parked up at the trainer's place that night, went home for my weekend, and took off Sunday for Lorenzo, TX, with a second drop in Big Spring. Then bounced to Rotan for a load of Nationals Gypsum, where they wanted nothing to do with a 53 footer. So waited for a live load and drove to Houston. Made it almost to the north side of Fort Hood before I ran out of time. Next we went to the Owens Corning in Houston for shingles. And I got the Pink Panther theme stuck in my trainer's head. His freak out was epic, and was possibly the best laugh I had all week. Get the load on, and turn around and drive all the way across the state to Midland, then back to Rotan. Fortunately, we did a drop and hook, and went up to the KCKS area. Didn't know if we'd ever get unloaded, because of the rain, but they finally got around to it. The. We picked up a load of wooden spools, and back to the house.

Yesterday, I came up with a couple guys from Texas who swung through BFE Missouri to pick me up, get to the company owned hotel, and "you are in a roll out bed with two other guys in the room. Thank the company for over booking the driver side of the hotel." Tested out today, and decided my new (to me) truck is way more comfortable. So here I lay in the peace and quiet, with no CPAP machine running in the back ground.

 

The ones I had to tarp, only needed the cabin covered.
Not sure if they had equipment inside or not. We did not get inside, they loaded and locked. When we made delivery, they had people to unload them.