I have a dog named Lucky.
That’s as close as I get. No, not to her, but to having anything resembling good luck. After a morning full of delays - waiting for someone, I took off for Billings with the stock trailer yesterday. I had three old cows and three huge steers of my father-in-law’s to bring down to the yards. Sugar came along for the ride, which was relatively uneventful - on the way down. After I unloaded the cattle I discovered that I couldn’t close the trailer door. Hmmmm. . . one the helpful employees of Billings Live took the panel off and we put it in the trailer. I closed the middle gate behind it, wondering why I’d changed into clean boots and Levi’s. Where would I be without that ubitquitous orange twine?
It has saved me on several occasions. I always pick it up, being sure to have some in every vehicle. Along with gloves, sunglasses, tarp straps, toilet paper, blankets, dog hair, horse treats, knives and miscellaneous tools. When I drove through Silesia, an oncoming vehicle kicked up a stone that cracked my windshield. Between Edgar and Fromberg, the mailman pulled out right in front of me. Thank goodness the trailer was empty (not counting manure), because if I still had my fat load on it, I would not have been able to brake like I was forced to. Note to mailman: that little flashing light on the top of your car does not give you the right to pull out in front of everyone. Try looking first. At Fromberg, I stopped for a calming cup of coffee. It was either that or wait for the mailman.
February 23rd, 2007 at 6:28 am
Luck! What’s that? Good luck happens to people who are not involved in their own lives, that sit back and watch it pass by and comment on how well their luck is going!…Could be because their lives are on hold.This would not be your case! We catch good breaks occasionally and when least expected the good stuff happens! I wish this for you!
February 23rd, 2007 at 6:37 pm
My luck has been rather ragged lately as well, but I think your trailer saga trumps my camera breaking story.
Hugs,
Laurie
February 23rd, 2007 at 7:23 pm
Karen, maybe you were lucky. You missed the mail person! Well, at least he was lucky. Wind and Mud made it to Wyoming. Better than snow and ice but they say that is coming back, too. Sure was good to see you. B
February 25th, 2007 at 2:28 pm
Sounds like quite a day! Good thing there is coffee when you have one like that.
February 25th, 2007 at 3:45 pm
LOL. Kirk’s got a great idea there.
Glad to know you made it home in one piece.
February 26th, 2007 at 5:17 pm
Back in the good old days, when I still had a real job, and I used to do the Great Falls run every night, there was this guy that delivered bundles of newspapers all along the highway between Great Falls and Lewistown every morning. He didn’t have a flashing light, and he STILL thought it was OK to just pull out without looking. It always seemed like he’d leave Great Falls a few minutes after me, pass me, then slam on the brakes and take some little side road to drop off papers. A few minutes later, he’d do it again, and if I didn’t make it past him before he finished his business, he’d dart right out in front of me every time. I tried slowing down to let him get some distance between us, but it always seemed like I’d catch back up to him at some point and we’d play our little game all the way to Eddie’s Corner. At the time, I was driving a sleeper cab Freightliner pulling Rocky Mountain doubles (48′ lead trailer, with a 28′ pup behind it), he was driving a Geo Metro. I cannot imagine the carnage that would have befallen him had I not been able to get shut down. I really wonder if he knows how close he came to meeting his maker all those nights.
I agree with Kirk, ship out a box of poo, that’ll learn him.
March 1st, 2007 at 8:17 pm
Moos, can you please shoot me an email? I couldn’t find contact info for you on the blog. Thanks!
March 3rd, 2007 at 12:11 pm
Have a great weekend, Karen!
March 3rd, 2007 at 9:26 pm
I hope things are going well for you thse days
March 5th, 2007 at 8:48 pm
I love this picture.
May 30th, 2007 at 7:03 pm
Karen,
Can you email privately. Been trying to find you for awhile. Great site.
Remember you found my family in Montana (John K)