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July 11, 2015

New Trailers For Gypsum Express or Stuck In Americas Armpit

I found myself stuck in New Jersey, Carney's Point to be exact, for my 34 hour reset. I was being real nice when I said "Americas Armpit" too. And the frigging fat pig that runs this state wants to be president of the United States???!!! What a fucking joke that is. He just needs to go find a rock to crawl under, a big one.
I hate this part of the country with a passion. Why in one in there right mind would want to live here is just mind boggling to me. But then again some folks don't like the knats and skeeters of Savannah either. Go figure. :)

Not much out of the ordinary happening this trip so far. I managed to almost get 3000 miles last week. It was hard driving and not screwing around to do it. I have managed to get my truck set up finally so that I no longer need to stop at a truck stop to be comfortable. So next week may be a little better with some quiet sleep at night and not hearing the roar of diesels all night.


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A Truck Load Of Trailers-s



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West Virginia - Wild and Wonderful



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Cheers All !!!!

July 05, 2015

Savannah, Tennessee !?!?? Get a rope !!!!

Yep, back on the road again for who knows how long. Headed to Savannah, Tn. They should have stuck to "Rudd's Ferry" as the name but at least it was named after the city of Savannah, Georgia. Read Here

So my personal pickup truck broke down on me on the way home the day I got off the road and was headed to the boat. It was broke down all week long until the day before I was headed back to work for another three weeks out. It sucked big time. Turned out to be my fuel pump which is inside the frigging gas tank. It was going to cost me a minimum of $600.00 bucks to let someone else fix it and more time than I had. So for $300.00 I just said screw it and bypassed the in-tank pump by mounting a high pressure fuel pump outside of the tank. Everyone was telling me it wouldn't work. Well it did and I won a couple of bets on the deal too. :)
Thanks to Captain Marlay for loaning me his spare vehicle. Cheers !!

So I headed into work on the 4th early because I wanted to make sure the truck was going to make it and I need to clean the Freightliner inside and out. It was nasty from the three weeks of hard grinding. Man what a difference when you actually was it by hand rather than with the pressure washer at work. The shine really comes back to her. I would love to have someone wax and buff the crome out on her but I don't think Gypsum Express will reimburse that tab. Maybe on a cool fall day I will get off my ass and do it myself.
So after I got the truck cleaned it was still early in the afternoon and I said to hell with it and went and grabbed my new load and headed out in the direction of where it was going. I would rather be in a truck stop somewhere than at the yard at work. Then I would have coffee at first light and a jump on my trip. So I pull into the Pilot truck stop for the evening. I kick off the boots and pull the curtains almost closed on the cab. I always leave a couple of foot of curtains open to let in some light until I get ready for bed and watch a movie or whatever. Right as I get my boots off yesterday this long ass Schneider truck come pulling up and it is a woman driving. From what I could see she looked petty good, fake red hair but ok. She was backing in right across from me in a position where we would be facing each other. I say to myself, hmmm........this could be interesting as she was alone in the truck. Never know how things work out. :) First of all this truck stop has a tight ass parking lot. You have to back in at an angle with one side in the blind for a bit. I don't like doing that. It sucks and I aint that good at it yet. But this girl, other than the fact that she came within inches of my truck with her truck, making me a tad nervous did a really good job. I was so impressed I thought I would get out and chat her up a bit later on. But I was holding the reins back. I wanted to see the whole philly, not just the neck up. So I waited and waited. Finally she crawled out of the truck, all 280 fucking pounds of her. It was bad, rolls rolling on rolls. Needless to say the horse in "Ruby Emerald 2" went back out to pasture minding his own business. About a half hour later she came back from the shower and not even five minutes later this Schneider bobtail truck with a black guy in came driving up and parked right next to her. Something just wasn't jibing here. That didn't just happen I told myself. About another half hour later the black guy had closed up his truck, pulled the curtains tight. Then I say her get out of her truck walk back a look at one of her tractor tires all non nonchalant, then walk on back about half way down her trailer, turn around and take a long look around and then walk up and climb right into the bobtail truck of the black guy. Why am I not surprised you may ask? Well if I have to answer that you wouldn't understand anyway. What really had me going was when I woke up the next morning and went for coffee. In that same two rows as her and my trucks their were four, yes 4 Schneider bobtail trucks and hers still there. I'm going to just end this story here. I don't think I need to say more. Oh yeah, there is one more thing I want to say, I am jealous as hell. That bitch is making killer money, a lot damn more than I'm making. Bitch!!!



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So all my plans I had for my boat and the week off got shot to hell. But I was on hand to watch Captain Marlay leave for his first voyage up the coast to Charleston. I was jealous about that too. :)


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Cheers Yawll !!!!!