I was off the truck for a week staying at my Mom's in Modesto, and hitched at ride back on the truck in the very early morning hours Thursday. In fact, so early, that Craig drove into Modesto and onto one of the major streets (truck route approved) just a couple of blocks from my Mom's house. My niece was so very kind to drive me to where he parked, in the parking lot of a high school, at 3am in the morning. We quickly loaded up my belongings and were back on the highway in record time.
We made a delivery of chicken parts to a Foster Farms plant in Porterville, CA and the made our way to Salinas, CA for a Fresh Express load. On our way to our first delivery smack dab in the middle of Portland, OR (thank goodness it was an early Sunday morning appointment time), we had the opportunity to experience our first snow of the season.
It started out mild and meek just outside of Weed, CA and as we neared the Siskiyou Mountain Summit, it gathered strength. All in all it wasn't too bad. Oregon DOT were out in force to sand and plow the roads, and no one was driving like an idiot. I'm sure we'll see lots of idiots in the months ahead of us driving during all the winter storms we will most likely encounter.
Craig's driving hours are looking very slim over the next three days. We are no in possession of a dry van, and will be picking up some transformer parts from PG&E in Marysville, CA and taken them to Salem, OR. It's a nice little run that will fit perfectly into what hours Craig has left to drive.