chainmailguy:
i couldnt be a container driver then. i get bored doing nothing. id wanna help to speed it up
Oh no you wouldn’t! There’s a reason some take 4 hours
You dont always have to do nothing. I occasionally tipped at Rdcs. Mainly warehouses or small businesses with scant H&S. Sometimes, walked into towns, or wherever. Got lunch at a cafe or pub. Couple of blokes carried bikes behind the unit
I came off general tramping to boxes only for for the ease and free time to study for some training I was doing outside of driving. It was the easiest job in the world. I preferred general and flats with all the variety but I had other priorities. On general I could be anywhere from military bases picking up for Ramco to dropping seeds to farms round Cornwall or Wales. No time to study though despite it being fun.
chainmailguy:
i couldnt be a container driver then. i get bored doing nothing. id wanna help to speed it up
Oh no you wouldn’t! There’s a reason some take 4 hours
You dont always have to do nothing. I occasionally tipped at Rdcs. Mainly warehouses or small businesses with scant H&S. Sometimes, walked into towns, or wherever. Got lunch at a cafe or pub. Couple of blokes carried bikes behind the unit
It was the easiest job in the world. I preferred general and flats with all the variety but I had other priorities. On general I could be anywhere from military bases picking up for Ramco to dropping seeds to farms round Cornwall or Wales. .
I agree about missing getting involved with the load sometimes, but then when its scolding hot as recently, or lashing down with rain, I realise that getting involved with the load isn’t always that fun.
As for variety of places, some of the places these sweat shop type clients have, in old mills, or behind a parade of shops etc, does give you plenty of chances to brush up on you rmanuvrering skills, well as much as farms in cornwall
chainmailguy:
i couldnt be a container driver then. i get bored doing nothing. id wanna help to speed it up
Oh no you wouldn’t! There’s a reason some take 4 hours
You dont always have to do nothing. I occasionally tipped at Rdcs. Mainly warehouses or small businesses with scant H&S. Sometimes, walked into towns, or wherever. Got lunch at a cafe or pub. Couple of blokes carried bikes behind the unit
It was the easiest job in the world. I preferred general and flats with all the variety but I had other priorities. On general I could be anywhere from military bases picking up for Ramco to dropping seeds to farms round Cornwall or Wales. .
I agree about missing getting involved with the load sometimes, but then when its scolding hot as recently, or lashing down with rain, I realise that getting involved with the load isn’t always that fun.
As for variety of places, some of the places these sweat shop type clients have, in old mills, or behind a parade of shops etc, does give you plenty of chances to brush up on you rmanuvrering skills, well as much as farms in cornwall
I always ended up in those old mills. Some collections were interesting like China clay from st Austell or steel ingots from Port Talbot. My brakes caught fire on the A303 one day coming from St Austell to Grain . I always liked carrying the 20 foot containers, although they were the heaviest and most unstable. Was quite good fun squishing the skelly .
eddie snax:
I agree about missing getting involved with the load sometimes, but then when its scolding hot as recently, or lashing down with rain, I realise that getting involved with the load isn’t always that fun.
As for variety of places, some of the places these sweat shop type clients have, in old mills, or behind a parade of shops etc, does give you plenty of chances to brush up on you rmanuvrering skills, well as much as farms in cornwall
I always ended up in those old mills. Some collections were interesting like China clay from st Austell or steel ingots from Port Talbot. My brakes caught fire on the A303 one day coming from St Austell to Grain . I always liked carrying the 20 foot containers, although they were the heaviest and most unstable. Was quite good fun squishing the skelly .
That China clay was a bloody heavy load to drag back up from Cornwall. When I was on Tilts I used to load out of iirc Bugle or Bugle works St Austell, it was a blindside reverse into an open canopy which had a raised loading platform like a finger bay, beside a railway line they were often loading rail wagons at the same time. Dusty as hell in the summer, and dirt like porridge in the winter, Happy days
eddie snax:
I agree about missing getting involved with the load sometimes, but then when its scolding hot as recently, or lashing down with rain, I realise that getting involved with the load isn’t always that fun.
As for variety of places, some of the places these sweat shop type clients have, in old mills, or behind a parade of shops etc, does give you plenty of chances to brush up on you rmanuvrering skills, well as much as farms in cornwall
I always ended up in those old mills. Some collections were interesting like China clay from st Austell or steel ingots from Port Talbot. My brakes caught fire on the A303 one day coming from St Austell to Grain . I always liked carrying the 20 foot containers, although they were the heaviest and most unstable. Was quite good fun squishing the skelly .
That China clay was a bloody heavy load to drag back up from Cornwall. When I was on Tilts I used to load out of iirc Bugle or Bugle works St Austell, it was a blindside reverse into an open canopy which had a raised loading platform like a finger bay, beside a railway line they were often loading rail wagons at the same time. Dusty as hell in the summer, and dirt like porridge in the winter, Happy days
That was it, I remember the railway and that loading bay. Fun times
. I always liked carrying the 20 foot containers, although they were the heaviest and most unstable. Was quite good fun squishing the skelly 
St Austell, it was a blindside reverse into an open canopy which had a raised loading platform like a finger bay, beside a railway line they were often loading rail wagons at the same time. Dusty as hell in the summer, and dirt like porridge in the winter, Happy days