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Saturday, April 26, 2008

YEEHAAAAAW!







MILEMARKER #22

A bug's last colorful thought on the windshield, the D.O.T. coming out of hibernation creeping around like rodents at a grocery warehouse, and the pale white skin screaming for sunlight and attention - exposing itself beneath a short skirt, are sure signs that Spring is in the air. If you have traveled the Midwestern region this past Winter, you probably have experienced some of our record breaking snowfall. It's been a long five months, but now we can get outdoors and rejuvenate our Winter scarred bodies.
That said, Spring is the time when truck drivers can display their skills as a professional at the 2008 Truck Driving Rodeo, or what they call it now days - The Truck Driving Championships. If a driver is considered a safe driver with no accidents or tickets, and meets the yearly criteria, he or she has the option to compete. A lot of the big trucking companies promote safety, therefore, like to get their company drivers involved in this event.
The competition starts on a state level and the winners from each class will then compete with other class State winners at the Nationals. The 2008 Nationals will be held in Houston, Texas. I recommend entering a class that you are familiar with or the class your every day rig falls under. Preparation is key to this event, because you will be competing with drivers who have been in this for 10-20 years. Later, I will tell you about my first and only appearance of two years ago. You will be graded on a written exam, a D.O.T. inspection, and a road course. All ares are timed. This is an action-packed, nerve-wracking two days. Our State event for Wisconsin is on June 20th and June 21st. You can get additional state and dates for your area at
http://www.truckline.com/2k7.ntdc If you are somewhat interested, I would definitely check into it.
MY 2006 TRUCK DRIVING CHAMPIONSHIP EXPERIENCE
I received my packet of forms and a booklet a couple months prior to the competition. The first thing I did was study from the book "Truck Driving Facts" that was provided. Some of the facts were questionable at best, but what ever. I read that book about 4 times. In my spare time, which was minimal, I practiced for the different road course stations. High scoring was based on how close you came without hitting a tennis ball or lateral stick for docks, etc. That was about the extent of my preparation. I didn't know what to expect. I arrived in Appleton and checked into my room to ready myself for the two days. At 4:00PM, I took care of registration and at 5:00PM sat in on the required driver's meeting. The meeting detailed the rules and included a road course walk through. That would be the only time a driver would see the course until he or she competed. I drew a quick map to review before the next day. The written exam followed the meeting which consisted of 60 questions from that book I read 4 times. I had plenty of time left after taking the test, that I wish I hadn't. I ended up going through each question again and second guessing myself. Second guessing myself turned into changing some answers that I shouldn't have. I found that out later talking to other drivers about the test. After my first day of stress, I met my fellow drivers and associates for dinner and introduced myself to a tall cold Budweiser or four. The dinner table started to clear and drivers retreated to their rooms for R&R and to study for the next day's festivities. I decided to head to the hotel bar to prepare for my next day. I do my best thinking with an adult beverage in my hand. I knew I didn't do that well on my written exam, so I figured at least I am going to enjoy my stay. I was in bed at 11:30PM and at the road course at 6:00AM. The contestants were not allowed to watch the competition until they completed it their selves. All of the drivers were pretty much quiet sitting there with their game faces working overtime. Some of these guys are freaks with this stuff! One of our company drivers was sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth with his eyes closed, kind of in a Pilate's position. I thought, this would be a good time to ask him a question. I tapped him on the shoulder and he responded with a "talk to the hand" motion and a verbal sssssssttt! I'm thinking, he didn't just dog whisper me did he? Are you kidding me?!?! He wouldn't have given me a straight answer anyway, because I was a competitor in his same class. Being that it was my first year, I was pretty much blind and on my own. Some of these guys eat, breath, and shit this once a year trucking Championship! My only hope was "Rookie Of The Year", but I didn't foresee taking any hardware home at the end of the day. Then, my class was called for the truck inspections. That included a complete walk around and an in-cab inspection done in 7 minutes. I was half way through my inspection, when a judge hollered 1 minute left. Needless to say, I completed the in-cab, front, and passenger side of the trailer, when I pulled myself from underneath the back of the trailer. This wasn't a good thing with only 1 minute left! I still had the driver's side of the rig to complete. That was the fastest 6 minutes ever! Man, your checking lights, lug nuts, cracked springs, trailer structures, etc. All of that work and I didn't even get the inspection completed. That put a hurt'n on my score, combined with that 60 question test thing. All I had left to do was the road course. They stuck us in this trailer so you couldn't see the course, and I waited for my name to be called. Talk about silence; I thought I was at a funeral! By this time my nerves are shot and all of a sudden, I had to piss. No time for that. My name was called. The course was pretty tight and had 6 different obstacles. The hardest one (a blind side bull pen dock) was strategically placed right in front of the grandstands, so everyone could witness a driver loosing it. I did a great job without knocking over any cones or tennis balls, but I could have been more aggressive with the scoring. As far a distances, everything was a guesstimation for me. Those other guys know exact distances from any make of truck by a marking of a mirror bracket or hood. They've been doing this for years. They practice all year round. If you see a driver doing unusual stupid shit in a parking lot, they are practicing for this event. I'm not kidding you! And, I can guarantee you they have read that little fact book 100 times, and know it by heart. That dog whisperer Zen guy, he went on to win State and the Nationals for our class. Our companies prize was a use of a Hummer until next year's event. Later, I found out that this guy has won other State events, and a previous National title. My first mistake was signing up for the same class as Zen guy. I give him a lot of credit though; It takes a lot of patience and practice. Realistically, I think if a person competes 3 years straight, he or she might have somewhat of a chance to compete. Me, I didn't really have the patience or the needed practice. I graduated to 7 and 7's at the banquet dinner to put an end to my first and only experience in the Rodeo. YeeeeHaaaaw!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

THOUGHTS FROM A DEAD MAN









MILEMARKER #21


Last but not least, here is my third and final song I will be sharing with you. It's about a person who dies in a crash and shares his thoughts as a dead man until the burial. Additional information about this particular song is in Milemarker #20. (Its Who You Know) Copyright laws do apply. If anyone is interested in "Six Feet Under", you can contact me VIA E-mail.
"SIX FEET UNDER"

VERSE:
I wasn't ready
But, my time has come
I made a wrong turn
And my world was gone
I was upside down
And I got pinned under
I remembered the rain on my face
The last thing I heard was thunder
My number was up
I was chosen that night
As I was laying there
I saw the light
I never had a chance to cry
I never had a chance to say goodbye


VERSE
One more day before the big dance
I hope she brings my Versace suit
And matching black pants
I'm looking around with a frown on my face
I never did like this place
Lord, I wish I would of had some kind of warning
I didn't tell my kids
I loved them this morning...
I never had a chance to cry
I never had a chance to say goodbye

CHORUS:
The last thing I heard was thunder
Why me Lord?
Now, I'm going six feet under


VERSE:
Today is the day
I'm on the big stage
When I looked up
I could see the steeple
I was never good in front of people
It was my time to rid my sins
I heard someone say
"It doesn't even look like him"
It was the first time
That I wished I was somebody else
Is there a heaven?
I get to see for myself
I never had a chance to cry
I never had a chance to say goodbye


CHORUS:
The last thing I heard was thunder
Why did it have to be me Lord?
Now,
I'm six feet under


I never had a chance to say goodbye


Saturday, April 19, 2008

IT'S WHO YOU KNOW

MILEMARKER # 20

It's true, to get to that next level being a nobody, it's who you you know. Until reality TV shows came along, you rarely heard about the success stories from people like you or I. Some enjoy their ten minutes of fame, and for some, the exposure drastically changes their lives. I'm not saying that these shows aren't hard work, but there is not a lot of thought that goes into it. I'm not going to eat some nasty African bug standing with some dude who decides he wants to walk around bare-assed!
In my 42 years of living, I tried numerous things/ideas that were affiliated with what I know...truck driving... I've spent a lot of time with the thought process, and spent many hours trying to bring an idea to life. About 10-15 years ago, one of my biggest time consuming ventures was inventing a truck driving board game. I had the United States game board with the truck spaces, load cards with rates and mileage, bad luck spaces with log book fines, speeding tickets, etc. I even had the diesel prices jiving with the mileage for fuel-ups. That's all in the basement somewhere. I guess the only thing I would have to change today, would be the diesel prices. The out-dated freight rates sure didn't change much! Furthermore in today's world, I would have to change the object of the game to "The Fastest Person To End-Up Bankrupt...WINS..." I wrote a couple of business letters and sent them out to board game companies pimping my idea, but the response was always " This is not what we are looking for." A person needs that little extra help sometimes. It's who you know.
Back in the day when the website concept started to surface, I probably was one of the first truck drivers to create a website. I got the traffic hits, but again, nothing panned out. I didn't have the knowledge at the time on how to generate money flow with my site. More numerous hours and precious time, but the rewarding factor that I accomplished it, was good enough for me.
Two blogs ago, when I thanked Road King for mentioning my Road2Trucking blog, that meant a great deal to me. Finally, somebody acknowledged my efforts. I know my blog isn't for everybody, but if it helps a select few, it's worth my time. We at Road2Trucking.com support the "No Trucker Left Behind Act."
As I mentioned before, songwriting has been a hobby of mine for some time. I shared two of them with you so far that are related to truck driving or driving. I will share my last and final song with you the next blog. I've entered a few songs in the worldwide "Song Of The Year" contest to see where my writing was at. My next blog song "SIX FEET UNDER" scored very high with the industry/artists judges. This next song actually was the "Runner-Up" last year. It was beat out by some song written by a spouse of a spouse serving time in the Iraq War. It was called "Christmas In An Envelope" or something like that. That was cool though, my song couldn't complete with a song like that at the the time of war. I'm going to put the blame for my success on President Bush! Again, I do not know anybody in the industry. It's who you know. It was great to get the runner-up nod, but in reality, I was the first loser.
Everybody has a dream. They say to never give up, but how much time, money, and effort a person wants to invest is up to each individual. My two younger boys are at the age where their asking questions like " Do you think I can make it to the NBA? " As a parent, you can't tell them the truth and crush their hopes and dreams. Life is based on hopes and dreams. I will encourage them and let them find out in 42 years, that the world is a brutal place. Who knows, maybe, just maybe, they will know somebody.
I am worn out at this point to chase out-side-the-box ideas any more. From now on, I am just going to stay optimistic (unless I get hit by a car) and live the dream that God gave me. Truthfully, I am OK with that. I will keep truck'n it up and I will try and entertain you with my blog and that's about it. I should have learned in early adulthood when I asked Betty Sue out on a date, and she replied with, " You're just not what I'm looking for."

P.S.
If anyone is interested, I have a great idea for a commercial wireless back up camera and a cab monitor for trailers. It has to be detachable, because we switch trailers all the time. :)

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

BACK THE TRUCK UP!

MILEMARKER #19


Whether you have been driving awhile or just beginning, the art of backing up comes with time. If you are a road driver, most of your time driving will be going in a forward motion. Backing up is not the safest procedure in trucking, but it is required. Most will get the hang of it quickly, and for some, they might not be as fortunate. I see drivers every day and know they have been driving for years, but backing a rig up is not their specialty. I consider myself a professional backer-upper. In the LTL business, I've accumulated many miles in reverse. The greater the audience, the better I perform. You will be able to showcase your back up skills Nationwide on numerous occasions. These situations might be: getting in and out of a truck stop, at busy loading docks, or backing in off the street. You might even come across a particular place that you think is impossible to back into. This situation is where you hear the famous line "trucks back in here all the time". When I hear that, I have to at least try to get in there. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing someone else backed in there and I didn't even make an attempt. It's just me, but I have to be included in that category of trucks that backed in there all the time. If I wasn't able to get in there, I need to meet this driver. Most likely, he or she was backing up a strait truck. A lot of people use the word trucks loosely. Trucks come in a broad rage of equipment. 90% of the time, someone will be watching you when you are backing. To some, backing can be an impressive task in which you might receive a compliment. Then there are those when you are having difficulties, can't wait to witness your left quadriceps burst from the skin. Eventually, anybody can learn how to drive a tractor/trailer forward, but that along with precision backing is where trucking becomes a skill.
If possible, back up distance should be kept at a minimum. Backing becomes a safety issue with all of the blind spots around a truck. In a perfect world, a spotter would be beneficial. The most common safety precaution would be to stop, get out, and look around and behind the trailer. In some cases, it never fails, by the time you walk 50 feet back to the cab, someone could sneak behind you. Anytime a driver is backing and hits a automobile or structure, it will always be the truck driver's fault. This situation falls under the category of "Improper Backing". Another debatable issue in the world of truck driving. Look out, he's backing up!

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