We were being so optimistic when we drove into the Tyson Plant in Wallula, WA Saturday while finishing up the last of our Starbucks. First, we were hoping that the awful stench that is normally in the air would not be there or at least be at a tolerable level, and second, that our load would be ready 28 hours ahead of time. Well, let's just post a great big strike out on both accounts. The all too familiar stench was in full force, and although reassured that they would be loading our trailer sometime today, alas, it was not ready. We dropped our empty trailer and drove down to the Flying J in Pasco to bide our time, besides that left over pizza was calling our names.
A check at 3pm on our trailer gave us the same results as earlier in the day, but then at the 7pm mark, when we called, it was ready and waiting for us. Well we too can play at this waiting game. With plenty of time to deliver this load on Tuesday morning, we decided to stay put, get a good night's sleep and then take off early in the morning and make a day of it. Little did we know just how much of a day it would be.
We awoke at 4am and made our way to the Tyson Plant. The trailer was in the last spot we looked for it, and it had a couple of broken trailer lights. Then as Craig was hooking up the truck to the trailer, he noticed that one of the air lines had a crack in it. As long as it was hanging a certain way it maintained the air pressure, so as soon as we were checked out, and given our paperwork, we high tailed it back to the Flying J to scale and purchase trailer lights, glad hands, seals, and a new air line. Thankfully, Craig is good at making these type of repairs and we are on our way, and legally scaled, a little over an hour later.
Now we had options on how we could handle this run. It was only 750 miles to Tracy and we had two full days to drive it. We could make two relatively short days, or dive hard the first and have extra time on our hands at the Company yard in French Camp, CA. We opted for the latter, with the option if we felt like it, we could stop whenever we wanted. Almost 13 hours after we had first awoken, we pulled into the truck stop in Redding, CA and called it a night. We had thoughts of staying up and watching our favorite FOX shows on Sunday night, but we both were tired and we rolled over and went to sleep after watching just one show.
This morning we stopped in Corning, CA for showers and will be in the Company yard in a couple of hours. We are hoping to have the defroster on the truck fixed, and since our laundry bag is overflowing, I will need to take care of that. When both of those chores are finished we will bob tail over to the grocery store down the street and pick up a few supplies and then make the decision of whether to treat ourselves to Starbucks or a Mexican dinner. Here we go with options again. Oh what the heck, let's live life dangerously and do both!
1 comment:
Your life sounds like modern day gypsies. I would opt for both the Starbucks and the Mexican. life is short.
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