What a couple of days.
Sunday morning at the crack of early we headed out.
With my trusty thermos.
We stopped to pick up 3 spare tires for the CUCV, then made a stop for gas, and a stop at Waffle House.
Heath ate ¾ of a waffle, 2 pieces of bacon, part of Steph's ham, part of my steak, and half my biscuit. I am scared for him to become a teenager.
While we were sitting there a guy (who appeared to be a slight bit light in the loafers) walked over and said to me, “You have a magnificent beard,”and walked away. I was glad Steph was there.
Someone in GA heard I was coming and called for reinforcements
Then we drove down to the Atlanta area where I dropped Steph and Heath off at her grandparents house.
I swung into a local cigar shop and it was packed with guys watching a football game. As I walked into the humidor I heard someone say, “He is a monster,” and just figured they were talking about the game.
Then the started coming in the humidor (which was huge by the way) one by one and shaking my hand. It was me they were talking about. By the time I left everyone was calling me mountain man.
So I headed on west.
I stopped somewhere in Alabama for gas and a thermos refill.
At around 945 I pulled in to Mississippi. And on some of the worst roads I have ever seen - and I have driven through New Jersey. The interstate looked like it had been a bombing target.
I reached back and grabbed my Dr. Pepper and opened it. It exploded. I don't mean fizzed up. It exploded. I was soaked from my chin to my knees.
I had not planned to get a hotel room, but now that was done for. The flies would have eaten me alive soaked in sugar. So I saw an econo lodge that advertised jacuzzi tubs so I called them. $58 for a regular - $68 for a Jacuzzi. My back was aching so the $10 was a small price.
The first room was a disaster. I was so tired afterall day on the road Ididn't pay attention when Igot there. I filled thetub and then sat and ate my dinner. When I got it in the tub it was so slick I caused a tidal wave in the room. Since I was already in it I hit the button for the jets. Chunks of filth came out.
I dried off and got dressed and carried my stuff backto the truck and drove up to the office. They gave me another room. It was better, but still not worth the money. None of the outlets worked. The carpet was slimy. At least the bed appeared to be clean and the tub was chunk free.
Uinfortunately my tablet refused to work and I could not get online.
At 6am I was off again.
The GPS did not like MS any more than I did. It took me to a prison first, then to a prison laundry, then I shut it off. I was afraid of where it would take me next. Finally someone told me where the forestry Dept was.
I got there at noon. The first truck was hooked up about an hour later.
I called my buddy who lives there and he sent me an address to come pick him up. I drove about 15 miles on the interstate and went up on a over pass that was about 75 feet high – and the GPS said my destination was on the right. I didn't see an elevator so I went on.
After 4 phone calls and wrong directions from him I finally got there. My GPS would not find his address, but it did find the adult store next door to his work.
He took me to the other shop he works at and we dropped the first truck. The roads were so bad the tailgate on the CUCV had fallen open.
We headed back to the forestry Dept and got the next one then he got us lost going back to the shop to drop it.
At 435 we got back to the Forestry Dept and got to hooking up. They closed at 5.
At 500 I had it all hooked up and we started to leave – the truck had no key. The woman at the desk told me that everyone else had gone home and she had no keys. So I grabbed my tool kit and pulled the cylinder of it. It was 515 when we finished and the sweet little secretary was standing there talking with us.
As we pulled out of the lot I got a text from the guy who is buying them who told me all CUCV's are keyed the same. Oh well.
I had to turn around in a cul-de-sac that was not as big as I would have been comfortable with and about halfway around there was a huge hole. The Ox went down then the CUCV and then I heard a weird noise. When I got out the bumper on the CUCV looked good so I figured it was just the tow bar complaining.
Then Hunter (my friend) and I headed to his house. We watched The Big Lebowski then went to an all you can eat Chinese Buffet. I had not eaten all day. They were glad to see me leave – the one gal who worked there who had a baby kept holding it where I could not see it. She may have been afraid I would eat it.
At 530 the next morning I went out, jump started Hunters truck so he could go to work, and walked back to check the tow bar – I found that the Ox's bumper was bent. The CUCV was stronger than the OX.
After too many miles at 45 mph (as fast as I could go without being beat to death) on MS roads I heard a thunk and looked back to see something black fly out from under the CUCV. I got out and looked and everything looked fine.
About 175 miles later I was blissfully out of MS. I bumped the speed up to 55. Any faster and the Cucv started a weird mating dance with the OX.
At 1 I was in Birmingham, AL where I stopped for gas and a thermos refill, and met up with Robert Webb. He is a great guy and he bought me lunch and gave me cookies!
At 530 I was in Atlanta. Unfortunately so was our president. Traffic was a bear. I even saw a drone flying over the interstate. I did not see Air Farce One. The radio said it was taking off.
Finally at around 6 I got to Steph's grandparents house. They insisted we eat dinner. An hour and a half later and we were fill up, loaded up, and going up the street. Traffic was till a mess.
At an on ramp a girl just charged for the side of the truck. I slammed my fist down on the horn - nothing happened.
At sometime close to 11pm we pulled into a QuickTrip station in Anderson, SC. $112 later and we had gas, coffee, drinks and chips. Heath got to pick his own. He thought it was great.
I took a look at the horn. It was gone. Remember that thing that i saw come out of the truck. It was remarkably horn shaped. MS shook my truck apart.
At 1215 or so we were at my guys house. The truck was unhooked and we headed up back roads to the house.
At 100 we finally landed. Heath went to bed. The dogs were going nuts, the rabbits were about to jump thru the top of their cages, and I was super filthy and tired.
After a shower to wash MS off of me I fell in the bed – and couldn't get to sleep. At about 400 I drifted off.
Edited by UncleWillie, September 17, 2014 - 09:06 PM.