DROP, GRAB, AND RUN

We staged at the Petro Truck Stop in Wheeler Ridge, just north of the Grapevine Monday for two reasons. Since we would be there for over 34 hours, we knew we could TV reception there, and a Starbucks was within walking distance for a nice relaxing Tuesday morning coffee break and people watching.

The weather, of course, was excruciatingly hot, and no amount of ice cream consumption could relieve the discomfort of those burning rays of sunshine. We took to being sequestered away, window shades drawn, within our cool, dark, chamber inside the truck, thankful for the care package of home cooked goodness my Mother gave us when we left.

Happy to hit the road this morning, we gave ourselves ample time, during rush hour commute LA traffic, to make it to our receiver by 8:30am, thirty minutes early. By 10:15am, we had dropped and received our next assignment, to drive 20 miles away, to Inland Cold Storage in Vernon, CA and pick up 35,000 pounds of frozen foods for the Wal Mart in Grandview, WA. By 11:30am, we were loaded, found a scale down the street, and making our way out of LA. Not too shabby, in and out of LA by 1pm.

We both got a kick out of these container haulers, who had a sign on them we don't usually see. Normally, you see the "oversize" signs, but these guys were stuck driving around town with a "overweight" sign. Wouldn't that be a big incentive for those of us carrying a few extra pounds, if we had to go around with that sign on us.

Another sign I saw recently was this warning printed on the back of a cattle truck. "Caution.....Flying Poop". Well you don't need to tell us twice, we always stay clear of those trucks, cause you just never know what will come flying out of them next!