The Longest Day
by
Escape Club
by
Escape Club
driving down the road in a foreign town
and the streets and the sun making my head go round
one eye in the mirror for the sleeping low
and I'm driving down the road with my foot on the floor
so far away
so far away
on the longest day
so far, so far away
on the longest day
June 21, the first day of summer and the longest
day of the year, as far as daylight hours go. To us it seemed like the last two days have been never ending. In order to get to our delivery in Austell, Georgia, which was right next door to Six Flags Atlanta, and drive over 450 miles to Edgewater, Florida to pick up some boats, we had to be very creative with our sleeping and driving hours. This never ending day started at 12am PDT Wednesday morning and finally ended at 1pm PDT Thursday. It is very rare that we have to do any night driving, but on the occasion we do, we try and make the best of it. With us operating on Pacific time, and with the East coast boat plants loading at 6am EDT, the time difference plays havoc with our inner clocks
and trying to catch that elusive sleep when we are normally awake.The other thing about night driving is I don't get much of a view, or find much to take pictures of. But we arrived, blurry eyed and tired to the Boston Whaler boat plant in Edgewater at the time they requested 6am EDT. We have never been here before, so it was a new experience for us. What is not new to us, is the hurry up and get there, to sit around and wait. There were two trucks in front of us, one loading and one waiting. After a short period of time, the driver of the truck waiting walks up to us and sheepishly tells us he is at the wrong plant and will be leaving. As soon as he said that, the truck loading pulls out, and we pull in. Sweet! Well, not so fast.
They load two small boats onto the trailer, then
realize, that the large 26 foot boat was red tagged due to a mechanical problem. Off we go to sit and wait until a decision is made. A couple of hours later, we get flagged into load again. Another short lived jubilation, as we run into being over sized in both length and height. We already knew we would be oversize on width, but only by about 4 inches. Several phones calls, guys standing around scratching their heads, some readjusting of one of the smaller boats we think we have it legal. As Craig and I are waiting for the permits, we take a look and realize that the large boat is way over the legal height. Back we go into the loading bay. Let's just say I don't think they want to see us coming back again anytime soon. They had to off load all 3 boats and start over again. With one less boat, we finally leave with permits in hand and head to the nearest truck stop. I'll be visiting with Mr. Sandman and putting an end to one of my longest days. The images below were taken while in Georgia
2 comments:
one would think that these people would now how to load a trailer.
In defense of them, they normally deal with cab over tractors which give them more room on the trailers to load. However, they were a bit casual about measuring the first time. You know the old adage, measure twice, cut once, well in this case it would have been measure twice, load once!
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