Slept in a bit this morning. All the way to 8 o’clock. Woke up to a rainy nasty day. Hope it clears up as we go. I don’t like to be on the road in the rain. Some people are crazy the way they drive around trucks and rain and snow make it worse. You can’t stop 80,000 pounds on a dime. They pull on to a highway in front of us and go slow causing Greg to slam on the breaks or they go along the right side of the truck on the shoulder until they can get in front of him. Everybody is so afraid of getting behind a truck for a minute that they don’t know how close they come to getting under the truck.
Passed in to Alabama. Still raining. Looks like it’s going to rain all the way to Georgia.
We went through Graysville, Alabama and saw a lot of storm damage. Apparently this area had a tornado come through in April 2014. Still a lot of downed trees.
Birmingham on a rainy afternoon.
We made it to Elberton in plenty of time. We have been here before. Nice little place. The granite capital of the world!
We have stopped for the night at a Marathon station with truck parking. Went to Zaxbys next door for dinner. Good chicken! Probably going to turn in soon. 8 am appointment tomorrow.
Sorry there was only one picture. It has rained and been foggy and nasty all day. Not a good day for pictures. Hopefully tomorrow. Lots of things blooming in Georgia.
DG: Took the words right out of my mouth with that statement about automobile drivers. You would be astounded at the things we see people do. It’s really a wonder more people aren’t killed on the highway. So I spend my day trying not to run over people. Definitely keeps you alert.
Ran into a driver at an Alabama truck stop we had met on St. Paddy’s day in Council Bluffs, IA. I remembered him because we spent some time talking to him because of his dog “Buckshot”, a six months old American Bull Dog that was quite playful. He said people speak to him all the time asking about Buckshot. Buckshot and I hit it off and I let him chew on the sleeve of my jean jacket for a bit. When I got back to the truck and threw my jacket on the bed Precious started sniffing it and was quite upset so I explained to her that the “other dog” was in another truck going far, far away in the other direction. She was okay with that.
I’ve been meaning to mention something for several days now and keep forgetting. I notice a lot of memorial highway signs as we travel and I’ve started praying for the families of these people that they have comfort. One sign we saw had the two female names on it, I forget where it was, but they were unfamiliar so Annie Googled them. Come to find out they were two teenage sisters who were killed by a highway patrolman when he lost control of his cruiser going at a high rate of speed to an accident scene that had already been cleared. His car crossed the median and the article said his car drove “through” their car killing them instantly. I can’t imagine how their parents felt.
Other signs are for deceased military, police and firefighters, and politicians. Pray for them all. I don’t know what one has to do to get a memorial highway, but one thing is for sure, if you get one if those signs you won’t be able to admire it.
Didn’t mean to get morbid. Just something that’s been on my mind.
Hope all is well with you all.
Good night and God Bless.
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