Trucking with Badrabbet and Fatboy

When I went to Colo. from Wisc. to help my mother out.  I was driving  my little GOE  when a big rig passed me, on the back of it was a sign that said ” OTR driver wanted. We train” So I pushed that little car for all it was worth to just see the number to call.  Needles to say that little car could not and would not catch up. When I get to my Moms I picked up the yellow pages and made a call to a TRUCK DRIVER SCHOOL. After 6 weeks I had my CDL.

 And I thought that I would share with you out there some of my experiences. I hope that you will enjoy this time that I can spend with you all.

 I am 56yr old man, 5ft 11in. at 200lb. Yeah I know “over wight” Doc keeps on telling me that to. I live in Wisc. “cheesehead” Go Pack Go. Could you tell I am a Packer fan to.  I like to fish when I can, not to often anymore, seem to be on the road allot.

 Fatboy, is just that, a pure bread “unpapered”  35lb Pug. Almost as round as long. But he does love to ride with me and keep me out of trouble. Seems to sleep allot, likes the  passenger seat most of the time. This last week he just started growling at trucks passing us, I have dropped down to 60mph, the fuel thing, the thing is that I am only lossing 35-45 miles a day.

Stay truned for more to come. Badrabbet and Fatboy.

 

~ by badrabbet on April 6, 2008.