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Loading In Boston Photographs
Posted by: | CommentsPicked up a load last night at two airports in Boston. Logan International wouldn’t let me use my camera on the tarmac, but I did at the civil side of the air base.
Headed to Baltimore Washington International. I’ll try to get some pictures there too.
I loaded two small carts here plus two aircraft service carts (one of them smelled like poop) and then went to Boston’s airport for the rest.
It is easy to find a parking place when you are bigger than the vehicles around you. LOL
My Prayer
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Most of my readers know what type of work I do and that I am with a company that I love dearly, but the past eight months have been very difficult for me. More specifically, these last eight months have been made difficult for me.
I’ve made a last ditch plea to the big boss. I am praying he takes my request seriously. I want to stay here with Rosie.
Gib
Howdy
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Howdy, hello, how ya doing?, good morning….
These are greetings I use everyday. I say hello to everybody. In the south, everybody responds with a howdy, hello, I’m good or good morning right back at ya.
Today, I am in a strange land where beer is strong, taxes are high and nobody speaks. I think they are all depressed because winter is coming and it’s going to get so cold here that polar bears would move away.
It’s hard to get a laugh out of these people. Even when I placed one of their stupid "Cheese Head Hats" on my bald head and paraded around the restaurant, they just looked at me like I was nuts.
Well, there is no worry about me moving my stuff to Wisconsin anytime soon. Until these people loosen up a bit, I’ll just stick with Texas, Tennessee and the good ole south.
California Photo Gallery
Posted by: | CommentsGreetings From The Mojave Desert
Posted by: | CommentsIt’s been a long week for sure.
I picked up a load in Texas on Tuesday evening and headed to the left coast. My load is wide and high so I had to have permits for Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and California.
I thought it funny that the first three state’s permits told me to take it slow, be careful and have a safe trip using a single sheet of paper. Not California.
California’s permit came with a small booklet of restrictions, regulations and routes. The permit tells of blue routes, red routes, yellow routes, shaded areas, restricted zones, do this, don’t do that, jump on one foot, turn in circles, take two pills and on and on.
After all is said and done, I found the California permit says I can run my load 24/7 except in the San Francisco Bay area on Monday morning. That means I will go into the job site where I deliver in the middle of the night Sunday night. That way, I will be there and ready to unload when the crew arrives Monday morning.
Where I sit typing this is in the middle of the Mojave Desert. Just to the left of me is the famous Edwards AFB. If you take a look at Edwards AFB on Google maps, I am on Cal 58 just north of the base.
Just ahead of me is the infamous Tehachapi mountain grade that drops out of the desert into the city of Bakersfield. Falling some 3000 feet, Tehachapi is a 6 to 8 percent grade that stretches down the side of the mountain for about eighteen miles. Many a driver has lost his life on this treacherous and dangerous road. The speed limit for trucks is only 35 mph and sometimes, that is too fast.
The Mojave also houses one of the largest airplane graveyards in the nation. It’s dry climate makes for a rust free place to store old stuff like that. Maybe this is where I should retire, since I don’t want to rust anymore than I have already.
More from the ‘bay’ when I get there. Gib