Returning to the role of Professional Driving, that routine started with that breakfast, catching up on my log, cleaning the trailer for the next load, and a call for road service. It bothered me that when I rolled the truck back to open the trailer doors, that tire now lost it’s seal from the rim, but now someone had to come out and repair it. Instead, the tire was replaced.

With two hours of my day now gone, it was time to put everything away, setup my e-Machine that records the the trucks travels, and roll for the pickup of the load. It was a cool Sunday morning, now warming and working its way up to 86°. I started making it a habit to stop prior to leaving the interstate and into any given town to assure my directions were leading me to the customer. It makes more sense than to find yourself off the intended path, and have nowhere close to safely stop to get reoriented with the directions. I also took in a meal, since there was a good intention to travel as far as I could, before stopping for the holiday, and avoid holiday traffic.

Everything started going as planned. I even made it to my next stop to scale the load, and assure I was not overweight in areas of the semi truck. A slight adjustment in the tandems before planning to follow through and make it as close to the receiving customer. It was a quiet hour and a half, when my CB shrieked out the weather alarm built into this model. A storm was rolling through Cleveland, Ohio. I was still another hour and a half away, and thought I would get behind the storm. Even that worked out. The storm was passed Cleveland area, and I could see the storm over the horizon (me now in the chase).

The ground didn’t really show it had rained (most likely dried) until I got closer to Austintown, Ohio, and later, was rained on east of Youngstown, Ohio. I decided to stop at the welcome center in Pennsylvania, and allow the storms path to gradually head south east of me. With a rest of fifteen minutes, I began to roll as the night settled in. Pennsylvania had set up a break area for free coffee to entice drivers to stop and take a break, and saw it at the second rest area I later passed.

As the night aged, the road conditions changed, as fog rolled into the cooler night air. With midnight approaching, and the visibility slightly impaired in patches of fog, I took into consideration the holiday, and possible night drivers leaving the bars. It was time to plan a place to stop for the night and next day. I chose Brookville, Pennsylvania, with the intention of catching up with the blogs, and laundry, with the extra time to clean the truck (my new routine for the summer).

All in all, I still had time to make it to my destination, and knowing I would start out to finish my intended destination on Tuesday, I found a place to stay, and have dinner, and a good nights sleep. A day uneventful, started with a disappointing previous day of progress.