Big Foot, brother of Lead foot.
Driving a rig at night through the woods of the PNW must be especially thrilling. You never know what might cross your path.
When ya gonna find out for yourself, Todd?
It's been awhile.
~ Anne ~
Nothing scary yet, but I have smelled my Grandfather's truck on a handful of occasions, and it is usually followed closely with a "there by the Grace of God, go I..." Moment
Middle of Virginia. 3 am. Pouring down rain. Relatively blind curve to the right coming. Get that weird tingle, move my ass over one lane. Smell grandpa's truck. Go around the curve, and a JB Hunt truck had jackknifed and his trailer was in the driving lane. I would have plowed into him.
I am learning to be even more viligant whenever that old truck smell goes rolling through mine.
Night drove through Nevada and was dangerously tired. I started hallucinating pretty badly. Rocks and signs turned into moose. Tail lights turned into other beasts.
I actually slammed on my brakes one time because I clearly saw something crossing the road.
Only time in my 9 year career that I've hallucinated. I took a nap as soon as possible.
When a violation by either a driver or company is confirmed, an out-of-service order removes either the driver or the vehicle from the roadway until the violation is corrected.
Dodging 7 deer as they jumped out of the trees, cross the road. They ran around an old building to dart back across the road into the trees lol.....Glad I was going slow thru the mountains winding road in Virginia
Last winter driving along I-90 I had some surface snow white out conditions. Some wispy snow covered the road, and when a truck would pass me all that snow would swirl up in front of me causing zero visibility. I had to learn real quick how to determine my location on the road by using reference points on the sides of the roads. I passed two other trucks that were in the ditch. I assumed because they were not able to find the road as well as me.
I was driving down I-90 through a sparsely populated stretch of Montana on a cold November night around 0130. I saw a Honda Accord on the side of the road with all four doors open and the dome light on but there was no one in or near the car. I got about a mile down the road and saw a gent walking down the center of I-90 towards me in a pair of white socks. He was wearing just socks, nothing else. I slowed the truck down to a near stop thinking he might be in some kind of trouble. He just moved over to the side of the road and continued walking back to his car.
Believe me or not, makes no difference to me....
I had a "legendary ghost" experience in southern Georgia one time on my way to a Georgia Pacific.
Local legend in that area is that back in the 1940s or 50s a woman was on the way to the church for her wedding ceremony. Ended up as a pedestrian when the car she was in broke down. As she was walking, supposedly she was struck and killed by a big truck. Since then, she haunts that area of highway, in particular truck drivers passing through. She gets on the passenger side steps, beating on the door to get in as the truck is still rolling.
That's the legend.
My experience? Yes she does.
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Driving a rig at night through the woods of the PNW must be especially thrilling. You never know what might cross your path.