Well, I did it. I finally decided to go out on the road with Dale for a couple of weeks.
We were ready to leave out on Saturday morning, but nothing came thru for us.
We headed out on Sunday morning, picked up an empty trailer in Connally, Ga. and then headed to Fulton Industrial Blvd. and let them fill it up with wine and spirits. Left there on our way to Raleight N. Carolina. Stayed the first night in Graham, N. Carolina. They have huge plots of lilies on the interstate and at the rest stops. They are gorgeous.
Monday: we traveled to Raleigh and waited while one of the slowest fork lift drivers unloaded the alcohol. They were definitely not in a hurry at that warehouse. We went to Brown Summit, N.C. and picked up a trailer of P&G products headed to Warren, Ohio. We ended up back in Graham, N.C. for the night.
Tuesday: We head to Ohio. Dale says it will take most of the day because we'll be going up and down mountains. The countryside is beautiful thru Virginia and W. Virginia. I didn't expect to see a couple of oil wells on the way. Then we start going thru tunnels under mountains. Very interesting. Stayed in Youngstown, Ohio for the night.
There's down time and I watch tv or use the pc. But I hate that I have missed the Casey Anthony trial this week. Will have to catch up later.
Wednesday: Now we have to try to find an empty trailer. That's fun. NOT! Got a call to pick up a trailer full of pickles in N. Jackson, Ohio and deliver to Corunna, Oh. When we arrived, the trailer was in the shop for repairs. So we had to wait. Finally, the trailer was ready and so were we. We picked up a rider to take with us. Not a hitchhiker. He was a new driver that needed a ride to pick up his truck. Bobby. He needed to go to Willard, Ohio. After dropping Bobby, we received a message that we were preplanned to go to Laredo, Tx. Take the pickles and drop them in the yard in Taylor, Michigan. Then the message came thru...nothing going to Laredo. We've dropped the pickles, now what? We wait.
Thursday: We're still waiting. We decide to go to Tim Horton's for some coffee. My canadian friend, Ron, has mentioned Tim Horton's before and said it was good. And it was!
Still waiting. Our time has started because we drove for the coffee and the clock starts. The dispatcher knows this and says we should have something in an hour. No problem. At 4:30 pm, we get a call to go back to the yard and pick up the pickles to deliver to Corunna, MI. We're going to deliver those danged pickles after all. Dale says some little children are gonna be very happy. They'll have their pickles for the fourth of July. So we are sitting at the pickle warehouse waiting to be unloaded in the morning. Good night.
