A HORSE, A HORSE, MY KINGDOM FOR A HORSE

Okay, so I stole the line from Shakespeare, and we didn't need a horse, but what we did need was a dispatch. We survived the weekend in Remington, Indiana watching TV and listening to the wind howl outside. We understand now why GE is happy to put up windmills in the area, but I digress. To say we were ready for a dispatch bright and early this morning is an under statement. Being on east coast time, we had to wait until our office in Spokane came to life on pacific time. So don't you just know, by the time we decide to splurge, go inside the restaurant for a nice salad for lunch, the QualComm inside the truck was happily beeping like crazy.

Upon our return to the truck, stomachs full and ready to get to work, we were delighted to see we would be heading to the Sea Ray Plant in Vonore, Tennessee to pick up 5 boats. This run will take us almost 3,000 miles when all is said and done, and wouldn't you know it, we are headed to CANADA. As the sun finally made an appearance we headed south towards Vonore with one thing on our mind...... a truck wash. The drop in the middle of the muddy cornfield did a number not only on our truck, but the trailer as well. A big no-no in the Marine Division is to show up at any of the boat plants with a dirty truck and trailer. Well that shouldn't be a problem, I programed in our routing on my laptop, perused the Blue Beacon Truck Wash booklet and found one in Corbin, Kentucky.

With our chariot sparkling and clean, we drove the last 130 miles into the Sea Ray Plant. It has been quite awhile since we have had to drive at night, but since the plant has a night crew that works until 3am est, we thought we would make the drive all the way in. It's funny, we can get up super early and drive in darkness and it doesn't bother us, but when we drive at night it is much more difficult. When we arrived you could hear me saying........... "A bed, A bed, my kingdom for a bed!"