About the soundest advice you're ever likely to get.
Right now I'm at the Werner Terminal in Indianapolis, while bits and pieces of my truck are lying on the shop floor with a guy an a roller backboard and a bunch of his tools. The hoped for result of this is that the truck will start when you put the key in the ignition and turn it. This is very important to your productivity as a trucker.
I've been super stressed this past couple of days since my truck's starter, or some other part of importance to starting has been defunct, necessitating never turning the truck off, and getting a tow truck to give me a pull so I could pop the clutch and start her up that way. Werner is super anal about having drivers moving only when they'er hauling paying loads and for that reason they wouldn't just send me to a shop to get it fixed. It was also labor day weekend, but whatever.
Last night I had a phone conversation with Jormagund about the possibility of working for his company. For the time being I'm thinking I either want to go over to Coca Cola when my brother spots and opening for me, or get another local job when I have my year of exp come January. If none of that works out Pohl would likely be a good alternative if it proves to be one that is open to me.
Yesterday I was in Champaign Illinois wandering around the campus of the University of Ill. Too bad all the buildings were closed. Huge campus, about two by three miles. Very flat and bikeable though. It reminded me of Temple down in Philadelphia where the city and college are very much morphed together.
I tend to hate to leave places that I like when I'm in them, whether it's Columbus Ohio or Cranbury New Jersey or now U ill at Champaign. I find myself beautiful inviting places where I meet nice people, and afterwards I make these long lonely bike rides along noisy roads through areas of strip malls and car dealerships and chain restaurants. There's always an appreciable boundary to cross, where the feeling of the place you love disappears and you're back in the cold, (or hot) smelly loud bright world of industry and commerce.
I daresay that while Werner is keeping me moving better than swift did, at least when I don't have a busted truck over a holiday weekend, they don't spend any of their money, as far as I can see on their terminals, which are absolute shitholes. Swift is a crappy company with very nice terminals with showers and laundy, and plenty of hangout space, picnic tables and barbecue grills outside. I do in fact miss some things about swift now that I think about them, but I was making so little money there the sutuation was untenable.
Right now I'm at the Werner Terminal in Indianapolis, while bits and pieces of my truck are lying on the shop floor with a guy an a roller backboard and a bunch of his tools. The hoped for result of this is that the truck will start when you put the key in the ignition and turn it. This is very important to your productivity as a trucker.
I've been super stressed this past couple of days since my truck's starter, or some other part of importance to starting has been defunct, necessitating never turning the truck off, and getting a tow truck to give me a pull so I could pop the clutch and start her up that way. Werner is super anal about having drivers moving only when they'er hauling paying loads and for that reason they wouldn't just send me to a shop to get it fixed. It was also labor day weekend, but whatever.
Last night I had a phone conversation with Jormagund about the possibility of working for his company. For the time being I'm thinking I either want to go over to Coca Cola when my brother spots and opening for me, or get another local job when I have my year of exp come January. If none of that works out Pohl would likely be a good alternative if it proves to be one that is open to me.
Yesterday I was in Champaign Illinois wandering around the campus of the University of Ill. Too bad all the buildings were closed. Huge campus, about two by three miles. Very flat and bikeable though. It reminded me of Temple down in Philadelphia where the city and college are very much morphed together.
I tend to hate to leave places that I like when I'm in them, whether it's Columbus Ohio or Cranbury New Jersey or now U ill at Champaign. I find myself beautiful inviting places where I meet nice people, and afterwards I make these long lonely bike rides along noisy roads through areas of strip malls and car dealerships and chain restaurants. There's always an appreciable boundary to cross, where the feeling of the place you love disappears and you're back in the cold, (or hot) smelly loud bright world of industry and commerce.
I daresay that while Werner is keeping me moving better than swift did, at least when I don't have a busted truck over a holiday weekend, they don't spend any of their money, as far as I can see on their terminals, which are absolute shitholes. Swift is a crappy company with very nice terminals with showers and laundy, and plenty of hangout space, picnic tables and barbecue grills outside. I do in fact miss some things about swift now that I think about them, but I was making so little money there the sutuation was untenable.
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If you just want to be happy and you are, that's fantastic. I wish I could manage that.
Why aren't you happy?
I'm enjoying your blogs. I wish I had a biking companion. Someone who would just take off with me and ride with no destination.
[edit] Beautiful photos!