The clock was ticking and i had to get done. TomTom (sattelite navigation) came into its own here taking me straight to each doorstep, at each delivery i went in and helped unload (and to hurry things along) so towards the end of the day, even though we were both completely knackered, we got it all done and even got a message to bring the empty trailer straight back to Lethbridge.
Once the last skid (pallet) was heave-hoed off the back, 3045's snout found us a north-easterly heading and we got back as far as we could.
That night the snow was so heavy i just couldnt see where i was going so we called it a night at a fantastic little truck stop just passed Siccamous.
Next morning was........................................
well just look at the photo !
Now this was heavy going and there were a couple of serious accidents, untill we got down into the foothills, most of the driving was on powder snow sat on top of compressed snow.
At one point i noticed 3045 was going down the road at a slight angle, i tried to steer into it and nothing happened, i carefully tried to brake, again nothing. One of 2 things was happening, either 3045 was driving herself or we were on sheet ice.
Well instantly remembered that 3045 isnt fitted with auto pilot so we were doing a damn fine impression of Torville and Dean, and with no music.
We also drove through a small avelanche which isnt quite as exiting as i sounds but proberbly worth a mention anyway.
Anyway we got back in one piece (2 pieces actually) and i parked up back in Lethbridge under the origional trailer.
Jan picked me up, we both picked up KFC on the way home and got a few hours kip.
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