Friday, 23 March 2012

Two Weeks Under My Belt.

The last two weeks have flown by and I've enjoyed every minute of being back on the road.
I really haven't cared what I've been given.
Today I had a 45 between Ilkley and Skipton. Made myself a coffee and had a little doze in the sunshine. Perfect!
Even the VOSA crew who had set up camp outside Skipton Golf Club waved me on, when for a second I thought they were going to pull me over. Cheers chaps.

The only thing that has come close to pissing me off is quite a few car drivers on the motorway who insist on doing just over 50. I know fuel costs an arm and a leg at the moment but come on. Why buy a Merc if you can't afford to run it? Still, to give them credit, most have been flashing trucks back in and not just sitting alongside your rear wheels as many like to do. Damn. I keep reverting to 'Moaning Trucker' mode. I'm trying not to whinge but it's hard :-)

'The Beast' (aka MV54 CDZ) is still chugging along. I'm sure the Turbo is going to explode soon but for now it's still plodding along. I've started to clear the 8 months of grease from the catwalk and body but it's a long and messy job. Some might see this as a little OTT seeing as it's a fleet motor but who cares? I'm not going overboard and getting out the polish every time I stop, just a little TLC.

Roll on Monday and a quick blast down the M1 for a delivery to Leighton Buzzard then back to the yard for a local to Rotherham. International Trucker!

Monday, 12 March 2012

It's Good To Be Back.

Today was my first day back driving a truck since the DVLA gave me the okay last week.

I was given a nice easy, short run to get me back into the swing of things. Alfreton to Huntingdon and back.

How I have missed getting up at 02:30! Over the last few weeks I have been setting my alarm to go off earlier and earlier each day to try and get my body used to it. Sort of worked.
Arrived at the yard and after getting the paperwork for my load I went and sorted my truck out. I'm back in my old truck, CDZ. Good news for me but the only reason I am back in it is that the driver who has had it since my heart attack is now off work seriously ill. I wish him all the best.

It felt very strange driving up the road but after a few minutes and only a couple of duff gear changes I was really enjoying myself. Sitting in loads of traffic on my way out of Huntingdon didn't bother me. The sun even broke through the mist as I headed back north along the A1. It was the best I've felt in ages.

The months haven't been kind to CDZ. Rust is starting to appear in loads of new places. She really does look her age. I might still get to take it over the million mark though.


I've got another easy run in the morning. Can't wait!

Thursday, 8 March 2012

I think I'm happy

Today I got the news that I've been waiting months for. The DVLA have finally said that I can go back to driving for a living. I should be jumping up and down and punching the air; it's all I've really wanted.
But I'm not. Pleased, yes. But this isn't the way I thought I would feel.
So much frustration has taken it's toll. The endless phone calls, letters and missed deadlines has been hard to take. I'll stop moaning now.

Not sure what sort of job I've got to go back to. My old truck is with a new driver and there aren't any spares. Guess I'll be 'Holiday Cover Boy'. So this weekend it will be sorting out my crap and getting ready for Monday. It might even mean some new videos on Youtube.