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Originally Posted by DBW
Most cities have truck restriction/weight restriction signs posted. Problem is that many of them aren't visible until you get headed in the wrong direction. :roll:
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I can't remember the route off hand, 76? I used to go from Seneca, SC through Anderson to Greenwood. On the road going into Anderson, they redid the downtown with all kinds of nice brick stuff and what have you. There was some bypass around there somehow, but it wasn't posted, and wasn't on my map, so I used to just go on the main road.
One day I was doing my regular thing, and after they completed the downtown project, they closed the middle of town to trucks. I rolled up to the stop light, and saw three signs:
TRUCKS NO LEFT TURN
TRUCKS NO RIGHT TURN
NO THRU TRUCKS
Great! WTF am I supposed to do now? Talk about not having an out.
I drove right through town the same I had been doing for months or years previously, but the next time I finally got around to figuring out that truck bypass, by watching other trucks.
Having stuff in the middle of town closed off to trucks, with a poorly- or completely un-posted bypass is a pretty common occurrence in the world. There are lots of times when you have to just do what you have to do, and take your chances. Turn left at a no left turn sign, go the wrong way down a one-way alley, and most of all, you have to piss dozens of angry, impatient people off on a regular basis. Especially backing in off the street, which I've always hated. Especially when you have to do something really crazy and unexpected, like pull across an intersection diagonally, or go the wrong way up a turning lane or something.
Cops usually understand, but sometimes they get pissed off. "HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO BE HERE? YOU'RE BLOCKING UP MY ENTIRE ROAD!" "Well officer, I didn't order this, and I didn't build this building with a dock facing the road in such a way that it would be impossible to back a trailer to this door without blocking the entire road. I wish there were some other way I could get the freight to this door, but there isn't. If you want me out of the way faster, grab that extra hand truck, and pitch in."
I've run into a few situations like that. One time in Hampton, VA, I think, the cop made me unload a piece, then circle the block and unload another one, or something stupid like that. He hated me being double parked with an intense passion, but he didn't have any better ideas where the hell I was going to park the truck either.
I used to pull up to a stop light in Asheville, NC, and unload off the street, blocking one lane through town. That was never a problem for years until the day my truck
in addition to a construction backup held up some cop with a chip on his shoulder. He raised holy hell, and I started having to back into the alley. So instead of holding up one lane for a few minutes, I had to coordinate three police officers, and negotiate one extremely horrible turn to come into this place the other way, in order to sight side in (I don't blindside if there's absolutely any way to avoid it, no matter what the damn beer truck driver delivering next door does twice a day.) Then I had to block up that entire road, and one, two, three cross-streets while I backed in. If I hit it right, it wasn't too bad, but there were all kinds of reasons why I'd get set up wrong, and have to wriggle around, while traffic backed up in all directions for a mile. That was much better than just blocking one lane for 15 minutes. Asshole cop.
If I sit here awhile, I can come up with more and more of these stories. Going around the block to correct a missed turn can frequently be a BAD BAD BAD IDEA, for example. Some blocks aren't remotely square, and there was the other time I made the last turn and came directly up against a 12'6" underpass.
Fun, fun, fun. Being a furniture hauler, I was a "local" driver in many different places. I did much more city driving in proportion to the total miles under my belt than most drivers rack up in a career. In east coast terms, city driving up north is much worse than down south. I have no idea what out west looks like, but it might be easier, with all those nice big squares everywhere.
Heh, I just flashed back to the time I missed a sign going around some roundy round thing in Cumberland Maryland, and I wound up going up a hill in a residential neighborhood. It was so steep I had to stop when the engine stalled out after I had gotten all the way down to 1st gear. That was FUN!!!
Oh, I could write my memoirs for sure, but I'll stop this rambling now.