September 13 – back on the road after a few days at home. I think it's time to start aiming for weekend home time... didn't see much of the boys this week.
Load is eventually destined for some beer distributor in CA, but currently I'm to drop it at Yolo yard and take another load... elsewhere. Dunno where it's gonna be yet.
Only one event of interest to day. Sent in text to dispatch when I hit a quarter tank (MM 200 in Wyoming) THREE HOURS LATER, they come back and say “Use macro 11”. By this time, I'm down to about an 8th of a tank. So I send in the bloody macro. Half an hour later, she comes back “Fuel Layton Terminal” - which was already on my trip...I wanted something a tad closer. Not happening.
Little red light came on under the fuel gauge... On Darryl's truck, that meant about 90 miles. Not a clue on this one, and I'm right at the start of the Sisters. Fortunately, once I get past this, it's essentially all downhill to Layton. I'm hoping to make it – if I don't, I will be PISSED.
Made it with a bit less than a 16th of a tank left. Too close, for my money. If that last 100 miles had been uphill instead of down, I'm pretty sure I'd not have made it.
Got an hour and a half left on my 11, and about the same on my 14.. but there's nowhere more than 40 miles away and less than 100 for me to spend the night. Gonna drop my butt in bed here in Layton. If the shop is open in the morning (sign says it is), I'm gonna ask 'em to tighten my front passenger side mud flap (the metal one).. it's been pivoting on its post, and I'm afraid it's gonna fall off.
If they're not here, I'm gonna boogie, and see if I can get at least as far as Reno. Sacramento would be better, but I think that's unlikely.
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