Sometimes we go to town
Might that be one of them there one horse towns ?
That looks like a great place for me to run My Gladiator
Thats the Virginian Hotel in Medicine Bow (Aprox 250 Souls) about 2 hours due south of us on the way to Laramie.
It’s named after the book ‘The Virginian’. The ‘first’ iconic ‘Western Gun Fight’ was actually first fought in the pages of the ‘The Virginian’, and it was set in Buffalo, in front of the Occidental Hotel where the author Owen Wister had spent a lot of time soaking up the west in the 1890’s.
The Occidental is about 2 hours due north of our place. The sign post above is actually the closest intersection to our place BTW.
Lol, the one thing that most eastern peoples dont realize about colorado,wyoming, north&South Dakota, Montana,Utah,Idaho, is the shear massive expanses between towns.
My Dad owned his own semi truck (God Rest his Soul) and for a couple years off and on I drove long haul with him. One time for a stretch of about a year. I was surprised at how far it was from place to place with hour upon hour of not even seeing a house sometimes just a herd of speed goats or a jack rabbit or a tumble weed . It was a real eye opener to the expanse of the West. Now Commiefornia was a little more crowded and the traffic was terrible . I liked Wyoming and Montana the best . Seen speed goats in Wyoming and Mule deer in Montana , never did see any Elk in those trips.
One of my favorite trips was driving through Virginia City Montana and then Nevada City Montana . Virginia City on the registery list of national historic places. Walking down those wooden board sidewalks with my boots on made me feel like Matt Dillon.
We had went to Nevada City to pick up a load of Ruby cutting sand (supposed to be some of the best in the world) to haul back East to be used in high pressure cutting operations.
One time after I stopped hauling with him . And was working with a “would be” carpenter friend of mine . He calls and says hey you want to make some money. I said whats up. He said I got a chance to take a load to California but its a rush job…
I said okay (this was 800am wednesday morning) I said whens it have to be out there sometime next week ?
He said no Friday by 400pm … I laughed and he said no listen we can make it if we leave right now. … I said oh okay. So I ran home got some clothes and met him at his rig . We went picked up the trailer and drive for 2.5 days straight only stopping long enough to put fuel in the tanks while the other guy got a burger in the truck stop. Due to the time difference we made it with 2 hours to spare arriving at 2pm on Friday. Hardest driving I ever done. That is leaving from Beverly WV to Lemoore California. It was crazy but we made 4500.00 off the one trip. It was a load of hardwood flooring. Turns out the guy who was originally delivering the load had a flat tire. In One of the Midwest states. When they threw the old tire up in the back of the trailer thats when he realized he had picked up the wrong trailer and it was a load of potatoes…lol
Lol Great truck drivin’ story!
Out west we don’t measure in miles so much. We measure in hours. When I was young we used measure in six packs
Lol , I bet that got interesting on a 2 or 3 6 pack trip…
The trip to Monatana we had a full trailer but only weighed 9,000 pounds . It was a trailer load of water meter well plastic pipes each 9 feet long going to Missoula, MT. 9,000 pounds is nothing to a big truck and we ate that 32 hour trip up in like 29 or 30 hrs.
I ask dad why 9ft. Those seem awfully long … he said its to ensure that the watwr meters are below the freeze line should a cold bitter winter come.
I have city water where I live even though I am rural and my water meter well here is only 2.5 feet deep
Now let that sink in …
Oh yeah! One time the driver passed out on the way to Riverton, we never even stopped. Guy in the middle pushed him over and then he drove the rest of the way from the middle.
Why do Cowboy hats turn up on the sides?
Cause before there was crewcabs it was the only way to get 4 of 'em to town in the winter.
Lol oh my lordy that funny
Not so deep here only 8 ft. Lol
Bwahahaha thats funny stuff
There was a Lake we drove close to ,but initially we didnt realize it “Eaton I think” as we was approaching civilization in Montana and seen an ennormous herd of Mulies but I said look Dad that guy had a boat in the driveway. What the heck dies he need that for is he expecting a worldwide flood. Then we finally seen a sign for that lake .lol
Okay, one more story. Me and Dad had been somewhere I think in Maryland. And He got a load going to Hillsboro ,TX
So off we went as usual we drove straight through it was about 21 hours later we was arriving near that town going down I-35 toward San Antonio and (wow what a barren waste land all desert that I remember ) okay well we neither one had eaten . I says to Dad I am starving. He said yeah me to. My Dad always the consumate professional says well lets see if the place is open it was about 5pm . So we found the place. Nope those guys had high tailed it out of there about 400pm . So he said lets drop the trailer at the dock and we will take the truck and go see what we can find. Well let me tell you Hillsboro,TX aint got nothing I mean nothing so we got back up on I-35 headed south and we had been driving for about 30 miles still nothing. He says well if we dont find something very soon much more than 50 miles will cut into profits expending too much fuel. Within just a minute of him saying that we could see off in the distance where another road was crossing over I-35. As we approached it my young eyes spotted a small brown sign about 6 inches wide and 10 inches long on a singular metal post just a couple hundred feet from the ramp to this other road. The sign simply read “Food”.
I shouted exuberatly right here take the ramp.
Dad whip the truck to the right just making the ramp and like a scene out of a cheesy B movie just as we topped the ramp and had an overview it was as if we heard the Hallelujah chorus in the distance and both of our eyes fixated to our left as we seen in a depression off the side of the highway ,with what can only be discribed as shear elation. A Golden Corral Restaurant!!! We quickly went across the bridge and turned into the parking lot.
The scene soon went from one of a religious experience to that of a scene from Mutual of Omahas wild Kingdom .
We went in there and ate like 2 wolves on a fresh kill
I swear we ate so much it was terrible. Lol
That must’ve been a really long time ago. I live about 30 minutes north of Hillsboro in Waxahachie, which was probably just a dust speck of a town when you passed through. You probably wouldn’t recognize any of it now. The I-35 corridor nowadays is so built up and full of traffic and NAFTA 18-wheelers it’s crazy and getting worse every year with more and more folks moving in from out of state.
Wow yes it truly was a dust speck. The event I am remembering occured between 2003 and 2005 .Is that Golden Corral still there ?? …lol not sure How many exact miles further south from Hillsboro that was.
Hillsboro had an outlet mall that was a pretty big deal back then. I think it may be pretty much abandoned now. It’s a decent sized community. South of there is West, which is pretty tiny in comparison.
And south of there is Waco, which is not, and was not, small.
Well must have been before Wacko …uh Waco possibly we was just north of Hillsboro and had actually just made it to the main hub of Hillsboro. Had to say it has been awhile back . Yelp says the Golden Corral has been open there for 28 yrs. And this was beyween 2003-2005 . So falls in the timeline.