Island number one

Ontario Outlaw

Hozer Witta Hood
I was headed to grab a deck Friday morning to go somewhere, I forget. Dispatch called Friday morning. Said change everything you’re going to Hamilton to load for Virginia Beach.

Thinking I heard them wrong I said “What?”

Go to Hamilton. Load for Virginia Beach. Call us when loaded.

Holy crap they found a long run for me, 10-4! :biggrin-2:

Assholes and elbows we grabbed a deck and headed for Hamilton.

At the ports the security numbnuts said head for pier 15. I got turned around the sign pointed arrows for piers 11, 12 and 14. Well **** me then pier 15 must be thatta way.

Nope.

Pull over. Call the number on the rate con. Hello is Steve there, please? No. No, he retired almost three years ago. :confused-96:
Ok here’s Lydia, talk to her. Hi I’m in Hamilton trying to get loaded. Oh, you must be lost. Head to 511 Shoemaker ave....wait hold on, here’s Bob. Hi Bob.
Head for blah blah blah, turn right after the brewery can’t miss it.

Here we go again. Sure enough, find the brewery and the shipper is right there.

Get backed in and started loading with the crane. Cool. Buddy walks up to me. You want the good news or the bad news?

There ain’t no good news in trucking fella, I’ll take the bad news.

Good! I didn’t have any good news for you anyway! See that piece over there being welded up?

Yes..... :cautious:

Well after it’s welded and painted it’s the last piece to load on your deck!!

:cautious:

**** around for another couple hours they finish painting it and it gets loaded.

Get the bills and customs paper work.

The address is Island number 1.

What the actual ****? :O_o:
 
So- the important part. I ask the shipper, so, anyone have problems finding this place?

Nope. Not that he’s heard.

Ok. Two phone numbers on the bills. Call both, leave two messages. Pretty much can guarantee I’m not getting a phone call back. But hey, give ‘er the ol’ college try.

So fat dumb and happy we head back to the shop. Plan is leave out Saturday gets us down there for Monday morning

Look at the atlas the bridge goes from Virginia Beach over Virginia in a Delaware sort of direction.

Let’s see....run Harrisburg to Baltimore to Washington DC down to Richmond over to Norfolk OR run NY to PA to Delaware.....

**** I95 with a rusty coat hanger

Get parked in some shithole parking lot about 5 miles from said bridge about 9 pm and hit the rack.
 
0630 fire up the truck. Supposed to be there at 0700. 0645 popped in the knob and hit the bridge.

Key Wrist this a long bridge with tunnels too.

How the **** am I supposed to know where island #1 is? It’s gotta be at one of the ends, you wouldn’t put island #1 in the middle. Because, you know, I’m smart like that

Around the middle of what I’m guessing is this whole debacle I see some cranes and job site offices.

In the middle. :foreheadslap:

So out I get. Start wandering around. The place is deserted. Job site trailers are unlocked and unmanned. Hmmm this doesn’t feel right.

Gonna turn around and go back I see a police cruiser coming towards me. Ok cool, he asks what I’m doing and where I’m trying to go. Gives me a lift back to my truck.

He SPECIFICALLY said go the way you’re heading, there’s going to be a grassy median, then some cones, then a u-turn area BEFORE the toll booths. Turn around there and proceed BACK to Island #1

10-4!!! Thank you

Go south, see the grass, see the pylons, see the u-turn spot before the booths, pull said u-turn.
Go back to island one. See the construction site entrance. Pull over, pop the knob, hop out. Go looking for someone in charge.

Some one toothed hillbilly said I gotta turn around and go get a permit. :confused-96:

I see this truck with flashing lights pull up. Bridge authority. His dispatch is raising hell on the radio about some truck parked in the median . :cautious:

I see another police cruiser pull up by my truck and start knocking on my door :cautious:

The bridge guy says go back to your truck, SIT there and wait for an escort.

Yessir
 
Dispatch calls. It’s 0830 you were supposed to be there at 0700.

I WAS here at 0700 I’ve been driving in circles all morning!!

Escort shows up. We drive BACK to island 3. Turn around. ALL the way back past island 1. To the toll booths. To a parking lot. He fills out a toll ticket. Says wait here for an escort. :cautious:

Escort shows up. I follow him to the toll booths. Hand the guy the ticket.

The escort takes me back to the EXACT spot I was an hour ago, by the construction entrance on island 1. Go around the island, get to where I need to be, snap a couple pics of the ocean.

Forklift operator comes at me. You got some reason to take pitchers of this job site and my men working here?

:stare1:

Hey pal, I took pitchers of the ocean. Relax.

Got unloaded with the largest oversized crane imaginable. Like using a cannon to kill mosquitoes

Headed for the mainland, found some breakfast and hit the beach to go swimming

Open deck is awesome :cool:
 

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