Sunday, April 12, 2009


I wouldn't have believed it, if I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes.............not one single weigh station in the State of Oregon was open yesterday or today. For those of you who frequent the Pacific Northwest as truck drivers, you know how rare that is. Oregon is famous for having every one of their weigh stations open. It is not uncommon for us to have to stop and drive through at least 3 or 4 of them every time we go through this State.

Surprisingly, we were both up well before the alarm went off at 2:30am this morning. Can't say we were bright eyed, but we managed to get to the Safeway DC in Clackamas a bit before our 4am appointment, and then wait until the employees arrived before Craig could even go inside and check in. Two hours and $185 later, they had unloaded and inventoried almost 3000 items of fresh produce. We were expecting to be there at least 4 hours.Immediately after going empty, we were directed to deadhead (drive empty) 233 miles to the Tyson Meat plant in Wallula, WA and drop our trailer there. Then we were to bob tail to the company drop yard in Pasco and wait for a loaded trailer of frozen french fries to be delivered there. It was a drizzly, overcast, foggy drive into Wallula, a perfect day for some great Northwest pictures, if I wasn't in a fast moving vehicle. The waterfalls coming off the rocks were awesome!After dropping the trailer we waited for our loaded trailer to arrive at the drop yard. By 2pm we were hooked up and heading to the truck stop to fuel and scale. We didn't have much more time left on Craig's 14 hour clock, but we wanted to get as far as we could because, as usual, we will be working on a tight time schedule to deliver to three different locations on Tuesday and Wednesday. We will be going to Needles, San Bernardino, and Los Angeles with these frozen french fries and it will consist of a lot of very early morning, if not night driving, to make those deliveries.Tonight we are staying at Deadman Pass Rest Area, after climbing Cabbage Hill in Oregon on Interstate 84, so named, because if you look up at the side of it, it looks like a head of cabbage. I'm just happy to pass over it in daylight, and with clear, dry pavement. But you got to love the views from up top, as you can look out over the valley below.

1 comment:

Barbara said...

I'm enjoying the photos you've been adding.


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