I'm parked at
the TA truck stop just outside of Farmington, Connecticut. The snow
is about knee deep in the parking lot, and there are trucks jammed in
here just as tight as they can get. This is one of those rare truck
stops that charges a fee for parking. I don't normally frequent the
ones that charge you to park, but in this case it was just about my
only option – truck parking in the North Eastern part of the
country comes at a premium. I could have stayed in the parking lot
at Stanley Access Technologies where I made my delivery yesterday
morning, but not being sure just how long this storm is going to last
I chose to be a little more comfortable by having access to
restrooms, a restaurant, and another form of shelter than just my
walk-in closet sized domicile that I cross the country in. The
interstates are closed and there is a travel ban in place for now.
This happens
every once in a while – last year I remember getting hung up in
Indiana for about three or four days due to highway closures from a
winter storm. I also remember that the Denny's restaurant in the
truck stop finally ran out of food because no deliveries could be
made due to the storm. There were some waitresses in there putting
up with a bunch of whining griping truck driving idiots. The
waitresses had not even been able to go home from the restaurant
because of the roads. They were sleeping back in the kitchen as best
they could, and then coming back out to face these pathetic truck
drivers who did nothing but complain about them not having any food.
I felt sorry for the waitresses, but the truck drivers should have
had better sense than to get caught unprepared for such an event.
So, how do yo
prepare for such an event? That's easy! You should always have
several days worth of food with you on your truck. I keep a decent
amount of food in my truck because I enjoy preparing my own meals for
not only the economy of it, but also because I can eat healthier
meals that way. So here's how I prepared for this little crisis: I
knew I was headed into a storm of “historical proportions” as the
news forecasters were fond of saying. (I seriously think they say
that stuff just to sound important or authoritative – I mean, it is
just a blizzard – we have them every year) So, as I was traveling
up into Connecticut I was thinking about how I wanted to handle this.
First thing I wanted to do was fix me a nice pot of black bean soup
– nothing like hot soup on a cold wintry day! So I stopped along
my way at a rest area and put the ingredients together in my faithful
little crock-pot. Then I turned it on and let it simmer it's magic
away as I cruised along my journey. Hot soup – that will be
wonderful tonight. Here it is cooking away as I roll on down the
road. It gets a little crowded living in a truck and you've got to
have that crock pot right down there on the floor where you can reach
it because you don't want that thing tipping over if you were to have
to slam on the brakes for some reason – yes, if you're thinking I
learned that lesson the hard way then you are correct.
Next I like to
have a little something to snack on – some chips and hot sauce will
do the trick! I'm supposedly on a diet, but I'm gonna slack off a
little for this storm.
Okay, so now we
might need a little form of entertainment, after all we just don't
know how long we're gonna be in this predicament. We'd better make
sure we've got a good book to read – I think I just might enjoy one
of my old favorites by G.A. Henty. Yes, he will be a slight more
interesting than listening to the truck drivers tell their lies at
the lunch counter in the truck stop.
And if this
storm puts me out of business for too many days I just might have to
dig out one of my all time favorite “old school” movies –
nothing like a little bit of Humphrey Bogart in his epic film about
human nature to tie me over.
I'm just about
to start eating my supper – there's no fanfare here – soup tastes
just as good in a Dixie paper bowl as it does in Staffordshire clay!
Man, this soup is good. Only thing that would make it taste any
better is if my sweet wife were here to share it with. Food just
always tastes a little better when you can share it with someone you
love.
This storm
caught me right in the middle of being on a roll. I ran a record
amount of miles this week – 3,767! It is very difficult to find
the necessary legal hours to do that kind of mileage.
Somehow it all came together this last week for me. I think my
previous record was something like 3,425. My clock was at it's very
limit as I parked here at the TA. So, this forced break will give me
a chance to not only take a little breather, but it will also reset
my seventy hour clock so I can keep moving the goods down the highway while not so fettered by the clock.
When I parked at
the truck stop here's what the view outside my windshield looked
like:
Two hours later
it looked like this:
Another two
hours later, as I pulled back my curtain to take another photo so I
could share with you the progression of this storm, here is what I
saw:
I'm realizing
that while turning that record amount of miles this week, I was mostly
driving at night. There are several advantages to night driving.
Some of which are complicated to try and explain because it has to do
with the re-cap hours that roll back onto your legal driving hours at
midnight, so I'm not going to bore you with all that technical stuff
– I'm sure I've bored you enough with all this other stuff. There
are, of course, problems associated with night driving also. Things
like the glare of oncoming headlights, driving fatigue, and here's
one that I bet you wouldn't think of. If you drive all night, and
then go to sleep at around 9:00 am, when you wake up at about four in
the afternoon (which is what I do fairly often) what do you eat for
breakfast? I keep some cold cereal and milk in my truck, and that is
often my breakfast of choice. Occasionally I will get a nice
breakfast in a restaurant, but that usually needs to be in the
morning time. The other day while in Ft. Payne Alabama I woke up and
decided to see if I could find me a decent steak to eat – that's
right steak for breakfast! I was kind of rewarding myself for having
accomplished such a gang buster week. Of course after being
celebratory, I am now sitting idle in a blizzard! Oh well, the Santa
Fe Cattle Company in Ft. Payne did not disappoint – this small rib
eye with a baked sweet potato and green beans was delicious!
I fear I'm
starting to sound like my wife's dear old late “Grandma Kitchen” who
always spoke of the food that was shared when ever we would be
talking about a past family gathering.
Well, that's
enough of me going on about truck driving, blizzards, and
good food for one day. I'll let you know when I can get back on the
road.
That's funny! It almost sounds like we nick-named her Grandma Kitchen because she was always talking about food...
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