Good lord that's a loooong load. Funny about jeffrey reminds me of old bill's story. oh yeah i would probably have that cherolet at my house if I was you, could be a nice little brother for the mixer.

Good lord that's a loooong load. Funny about jeffrey reminds me of old bill's story. oh yeah i would probably have that cherolet at my house if I was you, could be a nice little brother for the mixer.

It was long,but a pretty easy run. We only had to drive the dolly getting out of the old Carolina Steel plant in Abingdon then again when we got to the jobsite. The rest of the way was all interstate and we would pull the steer axle of the dolly up on 2 big blocks and chain it to the beam so it was up off the ground.

My daddy and my grandfather put a body on that truck for the owner when I was a wee lad-that's going back a ways. He later took the truck as partial payment for some work because I wanted it-the owner had parked it by then. It would barely run,but I drove that truck home. I was intending to fix it,because I thought it was such a neat looking old truck,but you know how it goes when you're 17 or 18 years old. Daddy had the head done,it had several burnt valves,so that's why it wouldn't half run, and I put a new voltage regulator on it, but I soon lost interest in it because something else came along. Back then-about '75 or '76 I guess- it would have been pretty easy to restore,but it's pretty far gone now. Somebody even shot all the glass out of it with a BB gun.

When I left Jeffrey it was kind of funny. Even jeff and Teresa thought so. But Bonnie ( at H.H.Moores) was not amused at all,especially by what I said about him catching a ride. She acted like it was my fault and I left him on purpose. She had NO sense of humor, NONE.

It wasn't funny siting at a rest stop

for half an hour but it is a funny story now.

besides they made it up to me

with a trip to hooters later that night.

only thing that realy

bothered me about that trip was the hydrulic

steering on the dollies

Good lord that's a loooong load. Funny about jeffrey reminds me of old bill's story. oh yeah i would probably have that cherolet at my house if I was you, could be a nice little brother for the mixer.

It was long,but a pretty easy run. We only had to drive the dolly getting out of the old Carolina Steel plant in Abingdon then again when we got to the jobsite. The rest of the way was all interstate and we would pull the steer axle of the dolly up on 2 big blocks and chain it to the beam so it was up off the ground.

My daddy and my grandfather put a body on that truck for the owner when I was a wee lad-that's going back a ways. He later took the truck as partial payment for some work because I wanted it-the owner had parked it by then. It would barely run,but I drove that truck home. I was intending to fix it,because I thought it was such a neat looking old truck,but you know how it goes when you're 17 or 18 years old. Daddy had the head done,it had several burnt valves,so that's why it wouldn't half run, and I put a new voltage regulator on it, but I soon lost interest in it because something else came along. Back then-about '75 or '76 I guess- it would have been pretty easy to restore,but it's pretty far gone now. Somebody even shot all the glass out of it with a BB gun.

When I left Jeffrey it was kind of funny. Even jeff and Teresa thought so. But Bonnie ( at H.H.Moores) was not amused at all,especially by what I said about him catching a ride. She acted like it was my fault and I left him on purpose. She had NO sense of humor, NONE.

It wasn't funny siting at a rest stop

for half an hour but it is a funny story now.

besides they made it up to me

with a trip to hooters later that night.

only thing that realy

bothered me about that trip was the hydrulic

steering on the dollies

I liked the hydraulic dollies best-they were so much easier to run and pull,because you didn't have to fool with chaining the front end up then dropping it every time you had to use it,just run back there and pull the rope and you're ready to go. Get it back straight,cut it off,back in the truck and we're off-no pulling up on the blocks and all that .I liked to drive the dolly for Woodstock,I even get along with him. But,as I say,if you can't get along with me...

That's still the only time i've been to Hooters, that was in York,Pa. I think the food was good,but I really don't remember much about the food. Everything looked good though

I f you want a project to work on,have at it. The head on that truck was done,new valve job. And it has a new voltage regulator on it...however,it's been sitting in the woods for 30+ years now. But i'll be glad to help you with it as much as I can. Hard as I run though,I barely have time to do anything.

I've always been intrigued with oversize and overweight trucking.

My uncle, who most of you have heard me speak of, has been in the heavy haul

business for more than forty years. The last twenty or so with his own business.

It doesn't matter what the industry is though -

Whenever you "change the game" and don't try to compete with every other person in your industry,

you stand a better chance of making some real money and developing a reputation for something.

You get paid for what you know.

Moving those long beams is like that. Not everybody can do it.

Not a lot of people understand the planning and permitting that goes into a "super-load" like that.

Cool Load!

Paul VS