My co-driver drove almost 11 hours today, the legal limit. He wanted to do driver swap at our assigned fuel stop - the Petro, in Elkton, Maryland. When we exited I-95, we noticed that the truckstop had ceased to carry the Petro branding. These surprises happen occasionally, usually when a Pilot Travel Center sells their facility to Love's. Since we still had half a tank of fuel, we didn't worry about skipping this fuel stop. We had only 35 miles to go to deliver the load.
I traded my loaded trailer for an empty one at the UPS terminal, located next to the Philadelphia International Airport. I truly enjoy watching planes take off and land. There are places all around the airport where a family could park for a picnic while watching the planes perform their magic. I would like to be able to do that at the Springfield airport with my boys someday.
After leaving Philadelphia, I drove to the Schneider drop lot in Kearney, New Jersey. The roads leading to the yard were in horrific disrepair. I crept along at 5 mph, but my co-driver still complained of being jostled too much. Other than that, my New Jersey experience went well. Some of my most difficult trucking experiences have occurred in that state, in times past. I'm so glad to have GPS navigation now. Our old-school directions were frequently wrong, and got me into a lot of trouble.
I handed over captainship of the truck near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania tonight. My co-driver should be approaching our delivery destination by the time I wake up in the morning. (Evansville, Indiana).
I traded my loaded trailer for an empty one at the UPS terminal, located next to the Philadelphia International Airport. I truly enjoy watching planes take off and land. There are places all around the airport where a family could park for a picnic while watching the planes perform their magic. I would like to be able to do that at the Springfield airport with my boys someday.
After leaving Philadelphia, I drove to the Schneider drop lot in Kearney, New Jersey. The roads leading to the yard were in horrific disrepair. I crept along at 5 mph, but my co-driver still complained of being jostled too much. Other than that, my New Jersey experience went well. Some of my most difficult trucking experiences have occurred in that state, in times past. I'm so glad to have GPS navigation now. Our old-school directions were frequently wrong, and got me into a lot of trouble.
I handed over captainship of the truck near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania tonight. My co-driver should be approaching our delivery destination by the time I wake up in the morning. (Evansville, Indiana).
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