Cattle truck drivers are maniacs who probably haven't slept yet this week.

 

 

 

If you're on a Los Angeles street at sunrise and a very skinny lady with a black dress and long green fingernails climbs out of a cardboard box, fires up a cigarette, smiles and motions you to come over…you should probably stay right where you’re at.

If you want to see your life pass before your eyes, spend one night in East L.A.

 

 

 

You haven't really been ice skating until you've been in an 18-wheeler that's trying to do a figure 8.

 

 

It takes a real man (or woman) to drive a loaded semi over Wolf Creek Pass in the San Juan range of southern Colorado.

 

 

Sometimes driving a semi in the middle of the night in a howling snowstorm on a winding two-lane highway, you just want your mommy.

 

 

 

If he wants to, the pilot of a B-52 Bomber has plenty of radio frequency range to visit with truck drivers on their CB radios. At first no one believed him.

 

 

 

You know you've been driving too long when a loud voice saying something strange scares you, and then you realize it was you.

 

 

 

 

 

Nevada should probably just be turned into a big penal colony.

 

 

In the brightest, sunniest, most wide open expanses of the California desert, you're supposed to drive with your headlights on.

 

 

 

At any truck stop in America, day or night, 90 percent of the truck drivers have a "somewhere else" look in their eyes.

 

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