I never gave eighteen wheelers much thought. But I've suddenly found myself driving a truck and being awakened to this industry that keeps the world economy running.
Chimney Rock and Ute Mountain in Southwest Colorado, Feb 2011
Chimney Rock and Ute Peak in Southwest Colorado, taken Feb 9th 2011.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
E.N.G.L.A.N.D. stands for . . .
Soon after I started driving for CR England in January, someone told me what a number of the trucking company names are actually acronyms for.
WERNER----We Employ Rookies No Experience Required,
CFI --Cant Find Interstate,
SWIFT---Sure Wish I Finished Training or Sexy Women in Freightliner Trucks,
CRST ---Cedar Rapids Stunt Team,
and ENGLAND ---Every New Guy Leaves After Ninety Days.
Interestingly, on my 86th day of solo driving for England, and six weeks without a day off, I started to feel bad vibes coming from both my driver manager and England corporate. Despite my weekly reports putting me in the top 20% of drivers in every category - miles run, on-time deliveries, highest fuel mileage, etc. - I was getting clear indications that England no longer wanted me.
A quick survey of other trucking companies revealed JB HUNT (Just Beginning to Hold Up Nation's Traffic) which seemed to have all the requirements I was seeking and would also give me a 57% pay raise to $0.41/mile (the highest pay I could find for a driver with only six months of experience).
On my 100th day of solo driving, I returned my truck to England, took a week off in Salt Lake and made a quick trip down to Great Basin National Park where I got up to 11,400.
Orientation for JB Hunt was in Memphis Tennessee so I found a cheap flight to St.Louis (got all my stuff down to two fifty pound containers, one of them the case for the bike that converts into a bike trailer (as seen in the photo),biked 20 miles along the Mississippi, tasted some great beer, attended a blues festival, and at three in the morning caught a Greyhound to Memphis.
Orientation took four days and now I'm back on the road, currently doing a 34 hour reset in Augusta Georgia after a quick visit to Tulsa (a very nice town (with incredible bike trails) which I hope I can explore more in the future ).
My truck is pretty much the same as the one I drove for England except I realized just yesterday (after four days of driving) that this transmission is a ten speed instead of a nine. I'd been shifting from 4th to 6th and wondering why it was such a big rpm jump. Duh.
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