As the lyrics to the Luke Bryan song go;
"Hey big rig, keep clockin' them miles
Pullin' that horn, makin' us smile
Rollin' that load down the road all night long
Country on"
Leaving home~ |
Weight! |
9-30-22 Taylor Farms~ A building Butch built! |
He called as he turned south onto I-405 from I-90. Traffic was at a standstill - welcome to Seattle! Not... Finding his way to the delivery - Isernio's Sausage Co. - he said something about the area being very familiar. Just getting near the dock was difficult, with cars everywhere.
When he finally bumped the dock - I heard him exclaim. He was looking right across the street at a building he had built! It was orginally built for Monterery Foods. This was where he constructed a "cold room". When I went to visit & walked through - through being the operative word - I discovered how cold, cold can be! At -35 degrees below zero, I could feel my face freezing before I reached the exit door!
The following morning, he drove due north to Ferndale, WA. Just a few miles shy of the Canadian Border. Hum... you can't get much further north & still be in the good ole USA! From there, a quick unload & turnaround. Back south, then east all the way to eastern WA & Selah to pick up a load of apples going to Costco in Aurora, CO.
Nika in the drivers seat! Guarding the truck! |
Speaking of home! One more dispatch & he'll be heading home! In time for our Anniversary & it's a big one this year! I told him getting home in time for us to leave is a priority! A busman's holiday!
He & his friend Ed (They were in training together for CFI.) passed each other on the interestate today, at mile marker #320 in Oregon. Ed heading west to Kent, Butch moving east to CO. They hit their air horns as they passed! So far they've run into each other on the east coast, in the mid-west & now on the west coast. Amazing how small the trucking world can be.
A truck stop at night. Stock haulers light up their world! |
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