Back in 84' i was 23 hauling chips with a possum belly from louisiana pacific out of cloverdale, ca. thats when they had a chicken coop on the redwood highway, interstate 101, i called out to see if the coop was open, and someone called back and said, "nope, it's all shut up","go on thru"
well this was on a beautiful saturday afternoon, i had no problems, i had all the time in the world to get to los angeles, and i was just wondering if someone would of even answered me, as i could see no one, so i said, " ok 10-4 "
hmmm, i knew what was going to happen next, not good.
a few minutes later i got the chp right next to me, sizing me up and down, then he get's on his PA, and yells at me, " You Don't Look Over Weight" and speeds off. well, i was'nt.
the point i'm saying is, know when your talking to a trucker and when your not.
We only have each other to help, cause no one else is, I'll help you every time you need help.
I'll tell you if the coops are open and the last time i saw a bear.
and if i ever need to ask for help i only have you.