We did it! We drove straight through Independence Day as we traveled across this great land of ours. It all began Wednesday, June 27 in Memphis, Tennessee. From there we moved to Houston, Texas to Fairfield, Alabama to Atlanta, Georgia to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to West Deptford, New Jersey to Cody, Wyoming; arriving there on July 4 (all in one week). We delivered on the 5th. The scenery was beautiful with breathtaking sunrises and sunsets. I am always impressed with how awesomely generous God is to us.
After delivery the real fun began. The "powers that be" in the FedEx dispatch office deemed it necessary for us to deadhead empty to Las Vegas, a mere 866 miles away, to layover while we wait for our next load. It seems they had NO other trucks our size in the area and needed ours. It was a 17 hour drive through some very pretty mountains. Beautiful but not without drawbacks-road construction. Lanes closed, roads torn up but not a soul was working anywhere in the several states we traveled. I guess a Wednesday holiday allows for an entire week off. We could use an employer like that. Ours begs everyone to stay out for all holidays.
We arrived in Vegas at 5:30 this morning eastern time. After a few short hours of sleep Ron decided to have our truck inspected at the truckstop, since our inspection was due by the 12th. While there the mechanics doing the DOT inspection checked the registration and asked where the license plate was located. We've has some mounted in back and some mounted in front. Ron told them it was in the back. They couldn't find it so he went back to show them where: IT WAS GONE!! At one point in the mountains and construction we came across an incident where a truck had lost part of his load of inflated inner tubes, about a dozen in all. There was no where else for a truck to go and traffic was building up behind me since it was rush hour so I straddled 2 of them and was able to maneuver around the rest. We decided we had made it through safely and continued on our way. A few miles down the road we heard a pop and decided we had been dragging one of them until it popped. We figure that's when we lost our license plate. Our owner had to fax us a temporary plate good for 45 days until we can get back to Ohio and pick up the real thing.
Ah, the adventures of traveling the roads. What an adventure! Until next time . . . . . . . .
