
"What we've got here is failure to communicate."
I drove into Spokane yesterday, and was excited to see Craig after a little over two weeks apart from his last home visit. When I got into the yard, Craig had Don practicing his backing in the rear lot. I waited patiently for them to finish up, and then after the truck was parked, Don took off to do laundry, and Craig and I, took off for Starbucks.
We enjoyed a relaxing hour or so, sitting in the comfy chairs in the corner of Starbucks, catching up on things and enjoying our coffee. Then, as true trucker, we took off on foot across the vast parking lot to the Wal Mart. We picked up a few odds and ends and then decided to go in search of a car wash to get the bugs, which have become petrified fossils on the windshield of the pick up washed off.
With that task done, we then ventured to the Subway for a nice healthy sandwich, and then decided it was probably best to get Craig back to the truck so he could check on things and get some rest......and this is where things turned strange. Upon climbing into the truck, Craig looks around and sees that all of Don's things are gone. Now we knew he was going to do laundry, but didn't know he was going to do a complete house cleaning.
Craig takes off on foot to the driver's lounge, still puzzled by what he had seen, when his phone rings. It is Curtis, one of the recruiters, telling Craig about his trainee. Seems that without so much as a hint of what he was planning to do, when Craig took off with me, Don walked into the recruiting office, said he was tired and was going home. Case shut, no further comment, and he took his things and left.
Now we all know that truck driving is not for everyone. I have started reading lots of blogs of people with good intentions of making it their career and then within a month or two realizing that it is not for them. I get that, and I understand that. But what I don't understand is the failure to communicate. I truly felt sorry for Craig, who had put so much time and effort into the past 6 weeks with Don, and then being left stranded, like on a blind date and your date never shows up.
Oh well.......good news is that Craig is able to take a few days of home time and recover from his training experience, and yes, you are guessing correctly, I am going back out on the truck! I'm super excited to be able to use my camera and capture the world again through my lens, and as always, will be proud to occupy the passenger seat next to the best truck driver that I know! I feel like I won the lottery!
The delivery went well yesterday morning at the Fred Meyer DC. The bananas were off loaded by 8am they were staging a few miles away in a large K-Mart parking lot. Shortly there after, they were beeped with their new assignment, to pick up juice and dairy from the Darigold about 5 miles away. They had to waste some time, as their pick up wasn't until 2pm.
By 4 pm, they were on their way, scaled the load, and observed the aforementioned van on their way to Spokane, and the Safeway DC for a 6am delivery. Once again, it will be a team effort to make the delivery with both Don and Craig needing to drive in order to get into Spokane around midnight last night.

Now I can already hear some of you out there in Blog Land saying to yourself how stupid of us not to know what it was, I give you your kudos now for being the ever so smart person that you are. But for us, finding out the answer to our puzzlement over what it was and what purpose it held was one of those "aha" moments. Anyone else in the same boat as us over this puzzle?
Never fear, I am here to offer you the answer to the question. The bar attached to the chain, and to which is hovering inches from the ground is a big magnet. "OHHH" I hear you saying now. As the "yard goat" goes about it's daily business, the magnet picks up any nails, screws, and metallic items which might do harm to the many thousands of tires that travel through the yard on any given day.........and now you know the answer.



According to Craig, Don is doing great at backing, all that practicing must be paying off. But I've asked Craig how is it going to be for him, once he is back driving solo, without so much as a handful of backs he has had to do over the course of Don's training period. I guess we'll find out in about a month, unless he happens to get another trainee.
They decided to go all the way into the Company yard in Pacific WA yesterday afternoon. That left them only 8 miles to the Fred Meyer DC for the delivery of the bananas. Their appointment time was 5am this morning, and mere 8 minutes later they were unloaded and had put in the empty call. Craig said there were several other TWT trucks also making deliveries this morning, but that they had all left, which leaves us to surmise that they will get a load out of there heading into Spokane. Craig is hoping that if they do head into Spokane that they will have an opportunity to get the APU fixed. He keeps thinking that they may be cursed with a load going into Phoenix and no AC, so getting that APU is high on his priority list.
After finding out there would be no swapping, or dropping of this load early, they figured they could pretty much take their time with this 1200 mile trip over 3 days of driving. Their first stop Saturday night was the Rolling Hills Casino in Corning, where Craig introduced Don to the all you can drink free coffee and soft drinks.........that is as long as you can keep away from the slot machines.
Upon awaking this morning, they drove over to the fuel island where as Craig put it " Don washed windows this morning and made our little house a home". Me thinks these guys get along maybe a bit too much! With the APU still in need of getting fixed, they will be happy to drive just under 300 miles today to the Seven Feathers Casino in Canyonville, OR, tucked nicely in the mountains with lots of pine trees, for what they hoped will be a nice cool day of checking out yet another casino on their tour, and maybe enjoying a nice hot meal while they are there, again hoping to stay away from the slot machines.
Tomorrow will find them making it almost to their destination, but with their sights set on the Great American Casino near Tacoma, WA about 20 miles from the Fred Meyer DC. From there it will be an easy delivery into Pullaylup at 5am Tuesday morning to unload the bananas. Let's hope from there, mechanical problems will not slow them down and that they can get running good again to off set any of those slots that might have convinced them to stop and play for awhile on what Craig has christened "The 2009 Memorial Day Weekend Casino Tour Extravaganza".
What was unlucky, was that the repairs would not be completed and for them to return back today at 10am. As the shuttle driver took them back to the motel, he just couldn't resist telling them that the trucks are never ready when they say they are. Well duh....... isn't that always the case? So back at the hotel they settled in for another night with dreams of a repaired truck waiting for them in the morning.
As you can see from the picture, it looks quite comfortable there. Come to find out, the mechanic that needed to look at the truck, had already left for the day. They contacted the motel the Company deals with, and their shuttle came and picked them up. Currently, they are enjoying a nice room, plenty of places to eat, and the opportunity to watch the American Idol finale tonight. Hopes are that the truck will be fixed sometime tomorrow. I'm not feeling too sorry for them.


Nothing much to be worried about when routine checks are made on the equipment. But imagine their second surprise when upon doing a pre trip inspection this morning, the sound of hissing air was heard. That's not good. Following the sound, and eventually having to crawl under the truck to find the source of the leaking air, Craig took a picture of it for me. He really is starting to take his blogging correspondence duties seriously.
After trying everything he could think of to stop the leak, it was determined that road service would need to be advised. After all, no one in their right mind would dare attempt to drive anywhere when surprise inspections were being conducted. Road Service located a little hole in the wall automotive repair shop that could replace the faulty connection. Thankfully, it was only a couple of miles down the road from the truck stop that Craig and Don had stopped at last night in La Pine, OR.
They had to wait for the serviceman to arrive this morning, and after a quick repair they were headed south. A beep from the QualComm gave them their third surprise. They were to swap loads with another driver in Weed, CA and deliver bananas again back in Pulluylap,Wa by 5am tomorrow morning. It is a tight delivery, but with the two of them, and just a bit of team driving, they should be able to pull it off with no problems.

They decided to take off last night and at least knock off half of the 200 miles to Wapato, and stayed in Moses Lake by one of my favorite Starbucks. While driving the remainder 100 miles this morning, Craig was reminded of his additional duties of photo taking and emailed me these shots. Guess you can tell he is more inclined towards the soft drinks for his caffeine fix than the coffee for me. But it did inspire me to put the espresso machine at home to use and make me a Starbuck's iced latte ala Diane with just a hint of cinnamon.
They arrived in Wapato on time and were quickly directed to a dock where they were loaded with over 44,000 pounds of red apples. While parked there, they couldn't help but laugh at the sight of what Craig called "the little truck that thought he could". One day he just may grow big enough to tow that trailer full of apples.
Their plan is to try and make it to the small casino in Chiloquin, OR tonight. Hopefully the windy conditions that I have at home right now will not follow them as they make their way south. As far as me, well, I'm still overdosing on my HGTV and rearranging what little furniture we have to my hearts content! We moved all the office/hobby stuff to the spare loft room, and I know I can only put off the painting project of the downstairs bedroom so long. I think this weekend will work for me.