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The horror! Tell your craziest trucking story

| February 12, 2013

A thread on Reddit yields stories of odd on-highway accidents — like that of the owner-operator who took an alternate route over the Rockies to find the canisters of whip cream he was hauling burst open on the other side — tornadoes, squished migrating tarantulas and, well, the following little piece of horror about a barking dog turned sinister, posted there by Reddit user “Digyo.”

What’s the craziest thing you’ve seen on the road? Tell me in the comments.

You can check out the full thread here.

Many years ago I was on what is called a “meet and turn” This is where a driver that is domiciled out of one city will drive a load halfway to its destination, while a driver domiciled out of that destination will drive halfway with a load that is destined for my city. We meet in a parking lot, switch trailers and drive back home. I had been on this run for a few months and found that I always got to the meet point about an hour before the other driver. It was a dark and empty dirt lot at about 3 a.m., so I would stretch out across the seat and take a short nap.

One night, about 10 minutes into my nap I was awoken by a barking dog. I tried to ignore it, but it carried on for several minutes and got louder as the dog got closer. Soon, it became apparent that the dog was right outside of my truck barking at me. OK, either this dog is Lassie and is trying to alert me to something, or else he is just a pain in the ass and I will need to throw something at him to scare him off. It is important to note that the barking had been going on for a good 10 minutes at this point.

So, I sat up and looked out my window. Standing there, mere inches away on the other side of the glass was a man of about 35. He was a large fellow. And was barking at me. His eyes were crazy and he was frothing at the mouth a little — the scene really held my full attention for a moment. The sheer creepiness of this struck me. Gently, and making an absolute minimum of sudden movements, I reached down and started my truck and slowly pulled away. He chased me, much like you might expect an angry dog to do, barking all the while.

Needless to say, it played hell with my power naps from then on.

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  • joe

    maybe the driver was up to late because i always here things like this from drivers and they are usually super tired and don’t wanna take a good nap on the bed because they will usually sleep too deep and the miss there appointment or has happend to me where i felt like i got kicked or punched by someone on a day where i left home in the evening and drove late night and tried to take a nap early morning.

  • Tim DeWitt

    After 16 years and over two million miles throughout the U.S., I have a list of weird sightings that deserves its own book (which I am very seriously thinking about writing).

    Perhaps one of the most baffling things was when my wife and I had just pulled into the southernmost rest area in Washington State on I-5 to cook dinner and catch up on a bit of paperwork. She was in the passenger seat and I was sitting on the bunk scanning some documents when an early 2000’s maroon Kenworth W900 pulling a flatbed parked in front of us. As we watch in disbelief, I rather large man climbed out of the cab wearing a pink and white cheerleader outfit complete with everything but pompoms. He adjusted his skirt and walked off into the woods like this was his standard procedure. A few minutes later, he comes back, gets in his truck and pulls out of the rest area.

    Had I not had my wife with me to verify that I really did see what I thought I saw, I’d have thought that I’d gotten food poisoning and was hallucinating. After much discussion, our best analysis is that this guy must have lost a bet and was making good on his wager, and that he didn’t want to brave the public restroom to take a leak. At least I hope that’s all it was.

  • DtheLB

    This past summer while leaving El Paso for Las cruses on I10 at Porfirio st and I10 there is a bridge where a fellow decided to join the chior eternal, I barley missed running over the cadaver. Was going to stop but noticed a vehicle on the shoulder, I decided my services were not required knowing the area. I was listening on the radio while waiting in Cruses and found out the guy had indeed tried to fly but came up a little short. By the time the cops got there he had been run over so many times it was not readily known that it was a human that was dead. He had jumped because of not having a job for over a year and his wife left him for someone else.

  • obbop

    1979, I-81 in southwest Virginia. Crawling through the northbound scales two over-sized load trucks were out past legal time, it was almost full dark.

    A CB call ahead had the southbound trucks inch to the right so as to block the view of those inside the chicken coop.

    The 2 semis, with all lights out, used the access driveway leading behind the coop and the adjacent parking area to sneak pass the folks paying attention to the trucks in front of them.

    Reaching the exit/superslab on-ramp they grabbed gears and speed and turned on their lights once away from the coop.

    A strange-but-true tale that others who were there could verify.

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