PASSED THE TEST WITH FLYING COLORS

I love it when a plan comes together, don't you? I had a great time at my Mom's house, was able to accomplish all that I need to do, except meet with Bob, (Sorry Bob), and have Craig pick me up this afternoon. Our little experiement with him dropping me off in Modesto and then picking me back up on his way up north, couldn't have worked out any better than if we intentionally planned it ahead of time. I just hope this doesn't spoil us for the next time we try it. I know my Mom wanted me to stay longer, but like I told her, we have managed to be in California at least once a weeks since we started with TWT, so it shouldn't be a problem in the future to make more stops.

Craig had plenty of time to make the drop of frozen meat on Sunday afternoon, and then load up with 42,000 pounds of potatoes in Edison, CA which are headed to Schenectady, New York, by way of Burbank, WA. Seems they are destined for a train ride from Washington into New York State. The only not so pleasant thing about this run is the 1am delivery time Thursday morning.

Anyhoo, we made a quick transfer at the Love's Truck Stop again in Ripon, and we headed north with the intention of making the Rolling Hills Casino our home for the night. We pulled into their lot at a little after 5pm and ventured inside where we knew it would be nice and cool, since it was hovering almost at 100 degrees outside. After a bite to eat and our $50.00 free cokes in hand, we were back in the truck with the APU running full tilt and the reefer holding steady at a cool 40 degrees for the potato's comfort.

We have plenty of time to get into Burbank, WA so we can relax and awake without an alarm and get as far as we feel like tomorrow. Seems like our relaxed, "this job feels more like vacation, than a job" routine will last a few more days.