23 Replies to “How Was Your Day?”

  1. Kudos to the driver hauling what looks like a LAV6 on his flatbed who managed to avoid piling on. That bugger is a heavy load — 28t fully kitted out.

    1. Yup. ‘KUDOS’ indeed for hauling oversize AND driving way too fast for conditions. Yet another ‘steering wheel attendant’ pretending they can competently drive tractor trailer.

  2. Thank God some yeehaw didn’t come bombing in at 120kph and set the whole mess on fire at the end. Kinda half expected that.

  3. I’ve had some scary encounters with trucks this past winter.

    When things turned rotten back in November, I was on my way back to Edmonton and the highway was absolutely lousy just past Whitecourt. There were places where I couldn’t tell which lane I was in and, when that wasn’t enough, there was a layer of hard-packed compact snow. Sudden moves or stopping wouldn’t have been a good idea.

    The highway in that stretch was twinned. I drove well below speed limit in the “granny” lane to make sure that I could keep out of the ditch and not get in anyone else’s way. Sure enough, there were lots of people, including truckers, who insisted to go barrelling along next to me. I’m sure some of them were at least 100 kph or more. I remember a fuel truck pulling a tank trailer and the trailer was fish-tailing.

    Needless to say, I was glad that I got home in one piece.

    1. That stretch of the QE2 between Red Deer and Edmonton is downright nasty at times. But I will never forget driving the Highway 2 south of Calgary late one night in, must have been February about 15 years ago, in one epic snowstorm. The wind was whipping so bad at the intersections where there were lampposts, all four of them were bending and swaying in the wind. That was scary. Obviously the road was closed but even the RCMP gave up at that point. I spent the night in High River.

      1. About twelve years ago I was headed south for Calgary (having finished up some business in Ft. Mac) in the remnants of a blizzard, and a couple of us in the fast lane were flirting with 80 mph. A white Corolla came bombing up behind me and I got over so the two kids in the the Toyota could get on down the road. They passed me and a couple hundred yards further on did an elegant 720 and slew down into the median. About twenty minutes later, they caught and passed me again. That’s an admirable kind of determination.

  4. B A D
    I was going north on 24, last spring, when my pickup decided to go in the south bound lane, just as a row of traffic was coming. Had to decide whether ditch, or back to north bound lane. I chose the second option, and made it just in time. Driving a torque monster , with posi-trac, can be deadly. There was only wind blown snow , packed down by traffic, so I was doing speed limit, 80 pkh

  5. Lots of global warming there!
    all that ice !
    oh my!
    we better all start driving electric cars before the planet gets so warm that it becomes covered with ice !

  6. Damn warm here in Phoenix!

    Working our way back shortly, so get the weather better for our trip home

  7. Where the hell was that? Because I was driving most of the day Saskatoon and south, and it was 12C and dry.

  8. N.B. was a nasty cold place. In November and March there was always black ice to worry about on the roads.

    Alone, after dark and with no one else on the road neaby that I could see, I spun around and did a 360°. I thought I was done.

    Another time in the same conditions, I ditched my car and this truck pulled up and the guy inside was a nice person who happened to have a length of chain with him. In a NY minute he hooked up and pulled my car out. I think he kept that chain in his truck to help out people in distress.

  9. The trick is not to put yourself in a position where the save is even required. He was driving way too fast for conditions and with an oversize load to boot. You’re supposed to act like a professional, in particular when your gross weight is much higher than the average semi. A half second later reaction or too much brake and he or someone else is in the hospital or morgue. I refuse to hand out praise to morons.

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