This past July I was doing my regular gig, a rounder from
our terminal in southwestern Ontario up to Winnipeg and back. It was my first
week back after 2 weeks of vacation and the first leg went off without a hitch.
It was good to be back in the saddle again cruising through northern Ontario on
a beautiful weekend. Monday morning I hooked on to my wagon heading down to the
twin cities from Winnipeg and my first break was in Fargo to grab a cup of
coffee. I got back on the road now heading east into Minnesota on I94 and that’s
when the “tinkling” sound started.
Had I picked up some debris off the highway and it might be
stuck to my grill or front axle? I played with the throttle a little,
definitely not engine related. No vibration through the steering wheel, no play
in the steers, no pulling to the left or right. Tapped the brakes, nope, the
sound remained constant. Adjusted my mirrors to check all my drives, nope,
besides I’d just done a walk around a few minutes before & all was good.
Opened my windows all the way & couldn’t hear anything unusual over the
howl of the wind but as soon as I closed the windows there it was again. Dam,
it sounded like it was coming from behind the dash. So I started banging on the
dashboard as if I could beat the sound out of it. Nothing. That tinkling,
whistling, rattling sound was still there and it was driving me nuts.
Enough was enough, next exit I was ready to hit the shoulder
of the off ramp and pop the hood to see what was up. That’s when I felt the
breeze on my arm and it hit me. I’d left the top bunk windows in the sleeper
open. I started laughing at myself. Coming south on I29 into Fargo I had had a
tailwind all the way so there was no whistle from the windows but as soon as I
started heading east on I94 after grabbing my coffee that tailwind was now a
crosswind so the tinkling, rattling, whistling began. And I was hearing it
through the dash because the Cascadia I drive has vents for the upper bunk
right in front of the bunk window. It was like listening to Mom & Dad’s
conversation in the kitchen through the heating duct in your bedroom when you
were a kid.
If truck drivers share anything in common it is the fact
that we are all in tune with our ride in a way that normal people think is
somewhere between eccentric and downright weird. As soon as we hear something
out of the ordinary, smell something out of the ordinary, feel something out of
the ordinary, or see something out of the ordinary it sets us on high alert and
we HAVE to have an answer to put our minds at rest.
It’s this attention to detail that separates us from other
drivers on the road. It’s a quality that extends outside of the cab. It’s that
whisper of wet salted pavement at night that suddenly goes quiet and you know
you’re now on black ice even though the appearance of the pavement hasn’t
changed. It’s driving on that winding mountain road on a foggy late winter
morning and noticing that the snow on your shoulder is freshly plowed but the
other shoulder isn’t so you know that grader or plow is just ahead of you
working the shoulder even before you see it. It’s seeing the crosswind at the
tree break before it hits you, or preparing for the ice on that shaded corner
before you reach it. It’s knowing there are 2 more deer about to follow that
first one out of the bush. That’s trucking isn’t it? To be always prepared for
the unexpected and play it out in your mind ahead of time even though you may
have been down that road a thousand times.
Finally, a shout out to the officers working out of the OPP
detachment in Wawa, Ontario. I go through there every week and on the Saturday
prior to Christmas last year I was stopped at their RIDE check where I was
recognized from my picture that appears next to this column. As we chatted the
officer asked me to remind everyone to turn on your headlights day or night.
Well, wouldn’t you know I pulled up to another RIDE check in Wawa this past
July and that same officer said with a smile, “There are still a lot of drivers
running around up here with no lights on”.
One of the tenets of defensive driving is: ‘Make Sure They
See You’. So let’s all show our emergency responders some respect and turn on
those headlights.
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