First, the "Way to the Ride Report” ... EPIC!!
Watched the first plumes of smoke on the 91 Frwy as we roll to a complete stop 600 yds behind the oil tanker that went down Fri AM, exploding and dumping 8,000+ gal across all lanes. Had 3 news copters overhead (did you see us??). Three hours later came knocks on our door to use our bathroom and several requests to fireup our barbie for some hot dogs, lol.
Then came turning a freeway of cars around ~ easy for most... not so easy at 56+ ft towing, with >60 ft to do it and no shoulder on either side. Once all the cars ahead of us were turned around, we suggested to let everyone pass first, but they insisted we go next. My hub did not have enough room to back up, or swing into a wide turn. An audience of cars, highway patrol and fellow firefighters watched as my hub got us completely wedged-in sideways, taking up all lanes of the 91 from the center divider to the construction divider ~ now we were the traffic, lol. I ducked way down in the seat... hoping the news copters weren’t zooming in on us. The crowd was not so patient. I heard a few honks and a few yelled out for us to detach our cargo trailer (hey, no problem.. we’ll just detached right here, turn around and leave our bikes and gear on the frwy, lol). After loaning my toilet out to strangers ~ wasn’t feeling guilty about making people wait a few more mintues.
They didn’t have to wait to long. My hub stepped out to take a look at things and seconds later, in walks this crusty 70+ yr old man missing most of his front teeth wearing cowboy boots, a big belt buckle the size of Texas, a button down collared shirt and sits right down in our drivers seat... WTH!!?? He looked at me and said, “M’am, I’ve been doing this for 40 years.“ That’s all he said. LOL!!
Arriving at camp 7 hours later, happy camper thumbs up
My oldest unwinded on his brother’s 50
Saturday morning send off...
Watched the first plumes of smoke on the 91 Frwy as we roll to a complete stop 600 yds behind the oil tanker that went down Fri AM, exploding and dumping 8,000+ gal across all lanes. Had 3 news copters overhead (did you see us??). Three hours later came knocks on our door to use our bathroom and several requests to fireup our barbie for some hot dogs, lol.
Then came turning a freeway of cars around ~ easy for most... not so easy at 56+ ft towing, with >60 ft to do it and no shoulder on either side. Once all the cars ahead of us were turned around, we suggested to let everyone pass first, but they insisted we go next. My hub did not have enough room to back up, or swing into a wide turn. An audience of cars, highway patrol and fellow firefighters watched as my hub got us completely wedged-in sideways, taking up all lanes of the 91 from the center divider to the construction divider ~ now we were the traffic, lol. I ducked way down in the seat... hoping the news copters weren’t zooming in on us. The crowd was not so patient. I heard a few honks and a few yelled out for us to detach our cargo trailer (hey, no problem.. we’ll just detached right here, turn around and leave our bikes and gear on the frwy, lol). After loaning my toilet out to strangers ~ wasn’t feeling guilty about making people wait a few more mintues.
They didn’t have to wait to long. My hub stepped out to take a look at things and seconds later, in walks this crusty 70+ yr old man missing most of his front teeth wearing cowboy boots, a big belt buckle the size of Texas, a button down collared shirt and sits right down in our drivers seat... WTH!!?? He looked at me and said, “M’am, I’ve been doing this for 40 years.“ That’s all he said. LOL!!
Arriving at camp 7 hours later, happy camper thumbs up
My oldest unwinded on his brother’s 50
Saturday morning send off...