More Training [C+E Wagon & Drag]

So

I’ve had my car licence for, er, nearly two decades. In that time I have have had nearly a decade of driving things with and without trailers up to the magical 7.5t limit, then a further third of decade on yonder buses and coaches and then a year on things bigger than 7.5t without a trailer. I have now stepped up to the next stage and am in the process of training for the trailers. Articulated. Isn’t that such a nice word. Argh Tick You Lated! Perhaps not… :astonished:

I am with a well known training company, with bright new lorries and have had a days training so far. There is a lot to take in, to learn, to plan and then to drive it as one should without pulling off in 6th when I really should have used 4th and that sort of thing. And, as per usual, my nerves get in the way, but when they drift away I sometimes make a mistake or miss something; the other option is miss something crucial like a road sign and end up in the wrong lane, that could have been corrected but wasn’t which probably means I was going too fast. When I do reach the required speed I then have to be careful not to go over :astonished:

Sometimes it’s a struggle to get to 40mph, my brain is taking in too much information, it tells me.

However, I’m over in the hotel now so back there tomorrow for more training, but I spotted a few things to photograph so as I’ve a late start tomorrow I’ll pop there and do that first, perhaps it will help me relax a bit more… I haven’t done an HDR in aaages, and the weather is mostly dry…

Today I learnt corners, roundabouts, getting the right gear for speed, couple and uncoupling and remembering to look for hand signals from my trainer when he’s waving me back… Although it was nice of the trainer not to mention to the boss I nearly wiped out his mirrors when opening my cab door. Oops. Never mind, I’ll be more careful tomorrow. Honest… :blush:

Diaries aren’t usually my thing, but I’ll see what I can do :smiley:

Have fun and nice to read your erm … blog :slight_smile:

Yeah. Just a bit short. Procedures to remember for the coupling and planning ahead… perhaps I’ll manage more tomorrow and get my literary juices flowing… just a tad tired today :frowning:

Dented:
Yeah. Just a bit short. Procedures to remember for the coupling and planning ahead… perhaps I’ll manage more tomorrow and get my literary juices flowing… just a tad tired today :frowning:

mean’t what I said in a nice way :smiley:

I know, and thanks. I was going to have an early night then found the hotel room has a TV and Hot Chocolate!!!

I will try to write more tomorrow… :astonished:

Survived second day and on third. Mock gave me 8 minors so more work needed…

I seem to have acquired trailer entitlement.

For everything :smiley:

That’s correct. You have D and therefore provisional for DE.

You will have provisional CE as you have full C

And when you pass CE you will get C1E, DE and BE

Indeed. Having acquired my CE this morning with two minors I felt rather pleased with myself.

Blog to follow when I’ve finished it :slight_smile:

well done dented on your pass :smiley: :smiley: :smiley:

About bloody time, you’ve been hanging round here for long enough! Well done… :grimacing:

Thanks 44TT & Fox; I am very pleased with it too. But like Dar I’ll still hang around to try and learn like osmosis, although Dar is clearly more of a kinda ‘hands on’ kinda guy…

Alas I can’t do anything until the DVLA get me my licence back, but I might get some class 2 in without my licence.

Perfectly legal to drive class one whilst waiting for your licence from DVLA. Just make sure you’ve got your pass certificate. And well done that man! Pete :laughing: :laughing:

Indeed Pete, but the companies I have contacted this time around for the next stage of training require to see my licence, plus they have a 3 week delay in actually getting me in for some more training.

It was odd, I actually googled for the telephone number of my C instructor and got one of the competition, so I guess there is a bit of tomfoolery with the adwords in Google.

We’ll see how that goes. Anyway, I have the blog for you. I’m still writing it offline but I can give some chapters :wink:

Day 1.

So. I arrived a little earlier than planned, but as it turned out the trainers were ready already which kinda knocked that plan on the head of having a nap before training. Oh well.

After introductions I trundled around with the trainer to the wagons out back and I was reintroduced to them. They looked similar the ones I had seen on my last visit, some months back for an ‘evaluation’ drive and of course to prove everyone’s advice, that the training company existed.

My father tells me I did this the wrong way as I had already paid them a deposit over the phone. Doh! Still, their reputation on the forum carried weight.

The instructor, Chris, drove the truck first. We left the yard and I was sure to watch where things went and bent and everything and how he lined it up, and it seemed not as hard as I had thought, but even so.

Leaving the site we hit the local Asda for diesel and then found a nearby industrial estate. Chris has already tried to point out a few junctions and how he would handle it, where to put the front end and how the trailer reacts without giving oncoming drives some sphincter-clenching moments. This was a good thing. He hung back on a few junctions and explained why and also that the examiners in this area were hot on lane discipline and the like. I am sure there were a few other things but my brain wasn’t running at full speed, well, not absorbing everything he said.

Industrial estate. First lesson, having mounted the drivers seat was an odd one, well, after adjusting the seat as much as I could for the day cab. Makes you think after you’ve had a sleeper and been able to relax the seat back even further… Yeah, sorry, off on a tangent again. But basically when you get in and out you have to use the side rails, you can’t jump in and out as the examiner wants you to do this in a controlled manner. Clearly in a regular artic where the floor of the cab is head height for you, you will be climbing in, but these are so low the ground anyway….

Second lesson. Clutch control. Yeah, not had that in a while! It was to better understand how and where the clutch caught so I could better handle the driving. That wasn’t a problem, but found that my toecap on the work boots kept catching the trim above the clutch pedal but later on that seemed to slip away, and not be an issue. I had bought my ‘work shoes’ rather than ‘work boots’ which I use when driving buses and coaches (with their dainty pedals) but found that wasn’t a problem later. Probably because I was concentrating on other things, but it was helpful to know about it for later.

After that I actually pulled off. I followed the directions of Chris as he took me around the streets of this estate, advising and encouraging, prompting at the early stages of how and where to shove it (the lorry, I mean the lorry), and how to dominate where I need to. However, later on I found a junction which I didn’t need to dominate as much on and didn’t need to have put it across the two lanes, and could have fitted in one. Oops. Chris did remind me of this, in a helpful way.

I got more to grips with block changes but still kept missing out, or getting it wrong and I almost managed one manoeuvre to go from low range 4th to high range something, low range then back to high range something which it really didn’t like that gear. I could tell that Chris’s mental thoughts were burying his head in his hands and moaning ‘No No No’ but he didn’t move his physical being. Oh, and I think I forgot to check the mirrors whilst this kerfuffle was going on. Great. I kept it on the right line though!

So yeah, pulling off on the flat in 3rd then up to 5th then if in a 40, up to 7th then 8th, otherwise once I’m in the upper block I can roam the gears better. Also, when approaching junctions if I planned the gears better and my approach speeds better, if it’s clear and I’m able to go, then I’d be in the right gear without having to drop a cog, or worse all, get the wrong one on the roundabout to have it all juddering. Chris/Mental/Hands/Head moment again no doubt.

He mentioned the P’s which I had heard before [zb] poor planning is [zb] poor performance and there were times I knew I’d screwed up. However, I was learning and getting there. I felt reminded of other training in the past for leaving a few feet (read 3-4ft of gap!) between me and nearside row of cars, slipping into the chevrons in the middle of the road, but likewise of the correct lane discipline required. Which is actually quite a difficult thing. The vehicle just fits within the lines, and then there are the corners where I tend to shy away from, but after a while I seemed to cope a bit better with forcing myself to move further into the kerbside on right hand bends whilst not actually bouncing off kerbs. Always a good idea that.

There were times when I didn’t indicate early enough for hazards, or not enough. Mirrors lacked with follow through, coupled with I need to be doing more mirror checks, especially whilst just driving along.

However, there were also times when I felt it went well, but clearly more works needs doing. I had to remember I had the trailer attached. I knew it was there, but my mind just ‘filtered’ it out for some reason at certain times.

Then, we returned to the yard. A quick exercise of my legs and I was back in the reversing area, although I didn’t do much reversing. Chris told me he wanted it close to the edge of the wall but clearly he meant 2ft away, as I was aiming it to get it closer. Drawbacks of remembering parking single decker buses 1ft apart or getting close to docking ramps in the warehouse. Silly me. Anyway, got it where he wanted and then we set about learning how to drop and undrop the trailer, professionally and correctly.

The thing that initially got me and I suspect will get me wrong later is that the brakes (red switch) has to be pressed in to be released and pulled out (possibly twisted too) to engage. Now, I’m used to emergency systems where you press a button (like an emergency stop) and it, well, stops. No, not in this case. I am sure Chris caught me a few times staring at it, working it out in my head before I actually did it. He did remind me that if the examiner sees me looking but then not touching it, it is deemed to be ‘not understood’. Sometimes my brain doesn’t work fast enough.

So, assuming the trailer is hitched, round the back and remember safety is the buzzword, there are other buzzwords but safety is a good one for me.

First thing you do, is pull the brake switch, it engages. Next, drop the legs, and when it touches the ground wind it a little more so the pintle leaves the jaw slightly. Pop the lock back in place to keep it nice and tidy then release the three electrical lines (so that’s Brake Legs Air). Next walk around the front of the truck to the other side of the draw-bar. I have tried to release the airlines from the nearside and [zb] near skewered myself. Clearly A Learning Experience. I don’t think Chris was impressed! Mostly because he did actually point out how that could have hospitalised me! It was a good thing it wasn’t at waist height then wasn’t it!!!

Because I needed to grip (!!!) the lines and exert that extra bit of power it is best to be standing in the right position and not over exerting oneself (!!!) such as leaning forwards from your centre of gravity to do something that could topple you over. Like picking up something heavy at arms length, that would just be silly!. So it means walking around to the drivers side of the draw-bar for the next stage. It isn’t worth stepping over, because there are airlines in the way, and if you get them tangled up in your feet it’ll hurt when you hit the ground. No, I didn’t try it, I merely envisaged the pain and annoyance so walked around. Exercise. Another thing with the electrical connections is to pull on the socket part of the coupling, it’s stronger there. But then I knew this from other electronics stuff too. Pull it out of the socket and you’re gonna have a bad day, probably with some fitter swearing at you!

Top line off first, then the next one down, and when you’re putting them on it’s the bottom one first. Easier that way. We used the two line method, yellow and red. Both behave differently but one is stronger than the other, I suspect the red being the emergency or brake line, it might be worth looking in the book… Once this is done have a brief check. Is there anything you’ve missed. I am sure Chris could see the cogs moving in my brain but it is best to make sure. This is when I pull the pin. Two thingies pop out at the side of the bracket (pictures? Drat, no pictures!) to show that the thingy is released. Now, at this stage the only thing holding the draw-bar in is the truck in front and the fact I’ve done everything else right. Chris gave a few suggestions if it didn’t disconnect when I pulled forwards, but none of those would be required here today.

If you’re not on flat ground it could be that when you tried to pull the draw-bar release pin, it won’t lift, and it’s stuck. You could pull harder and risk doing damage to yourself more than the truck so what Chris said was to reverse a little to take the strain off. If you have done all the safeties like popping the brake on, lines off and leg down then even if it does disconnect the trailer through some weird thing, it’s not a bad thing. Return to the back and now you’ll find that if the pin hasn’t lifted, it is possible to pull the bar up to lift the pin.

So I returned to the cab to pull forwards and disconnect fully, and found I’d let too much air out of the system. Muppet. So, having built the air up I pulled it free with a clunk and, yaay, I was free! Unattached and no swearing from the back. Clearly I’d done it right.

Engine off, and returned to Chris by the trailer. So. That’s the uncouple.

The coupling is similar yet… not.

The examiner will ask you to approach the trailer as if you haven’t seen it before, and do your normal checks. I’m sure you remember those. No, really. I’ll put it in table form, it’ll be easier to read. I think. Most of these need to be called out of what you are doing so the examiner knows that you’re not just staring uncomprehendingly at bits thinking WTF am I doing now?!

  1. Walk behind the tractor and lift the pin, and also apply the trailer brake.

  2. Check the trailer MOT, plating and relevant documents. In my case it was on the nearside above the brake switches.

  3. Check the marker lights, that they are free from damage and the reflectors work and are not covered in dirt.

  4. Wheels, free from cuts marks damage or bulges and there is tread on the wheel. Also give the wheel arches a waggle and OMG spray suppression! It’s been ages since I’ve seen it fitted properly! (Don’t tell him that, I am sure Chris/mental/image/banging head on trailer moment).

  5. Look up and around the side of the trailer. No marks, damage and that it is attached. Clearly on a curtainsider you need to pay more attention for damage lower down and straps but this is a box. Don’t forget the rear side markers. Also check that there are no loose wires hanging down and the door stays are properly stowed.

  6. At the rear make sure the locks are securely done up and locked in place, and that the hooks at the top of the door are also in place and hooked in. The marker lights at the top back of the trailer plus the main lights lower down, the rear corner markers and the bumper, in my case black and strong looking. A glance at Chris and I just didn’t even think I should say anything, but I did and he confirmed that the boss wanted the trailer back in one piece. Clearly I shall not be this flippant on my test (!!!).

  7. Do the same as you did for the first side for the second side and you are presented around the front of the trailer. [zb] what next!!!

  8. Ahh yes, the joining.

Chris told me the day before the test that I didn’t actually have to recite it all out and it was probably just slowing me down. He was probably right but it did show up anything I missed the few times. During the test I was glad I had covered it all though!

So, into the cab, fire up the engine and then manoeuvre it into position in front of the box and reverse it as shown and directed by Chris. I guess I could have stopped at the last minute and popped out to make sure it was lined up but Chris had given me a few guides to look for on the ground as I had parked it in a straight line and what to look out for when reversing. With a loud clunk it was in! I was so surprised I almost fell out of the cab and went back to make sure the bumper was in once piece. And it was. The first thing Chris asked me was if I had forgotten anything. Erm should I?

Oh. Tug test. Oops. Never mind, at least the pintle was into the socket and the pins on either side of the jaw was in place and it looked nice and snug. I returned to the cab, fired it up and gave it the tug test under Chris’s encouragement. Idle tugs would not do it, a few more revs in our normal starter gear (3) and the two tugs did it. So engine off and round to the back, with gloves.

It is now the reverse of the above procedure…. Blank/Black or Safety. Starting at the drivers side, airlines, red first, the top one, followed by yellow. Around to nearside, and electrical lines in. Pull the lock and wind the leg up, and then stowing it at its top position. Finally, press the red brake button in.

This is where, on test, you would ask the examiner to help you test your rear lights work and do the whole indicators, side and brake lights before returning to the cab and ready to roll. The only extra bit is to remember to get touchy-feely about the various safety bits on the vehicle, to show both to you and to your examiner or trainer that you know what you are doing and you have physically checked it. Sometimes just looking isn’t good enough.

So disconnect and reconnect the trailer a few more times, a few small mistakes here and there but on the whole I’m getting better, I think. I’ve not dropped the trailer on it’s jaw hitch yet and despite being totally shattered at the end of the day, I think I’ve made good progress.

Chris and I did the check sheet thing at the end that proved I was still alive but had a long way to go. We returned to the office, confirmed the times for tomorrow and after a bit of office natter slipped our separate ways.

I drove out to the hotel, checked in, abused the internet through my mobile and laptop (it’s old enough it has to be tethered as the laptop doesn’t even have wifi!) and went for a meal. I was tired an hour ago, I’m wide awake now.

Day 1 done.

Day 2 was an afternoon run, so it was a gentle siesta in the countryside before driving in and then meeting up with the boss and Chris. A hint here, take water with you. I carried a 500ml bottle with me and was pleased it was chilled first thing and had emptied it after 3 hours (of a 5 hour training session). It was quite warm and I spent most of the day with sunglasses on, and the first 3 hours of just doing reversing plus a bit of coupling and uncoupling. Couldn’t master the reverse. I’ve done it before with a car and trailer but today I just couldn’t seem to get it right and I was tiring quickly.

Reversing is done at idle with no accelerator and just dipping the clutch to slow down, with associated clanking. When the vehicle is cold and hasn’t spent any time on the road the brakes do come on quite loud, and there are ways to work out that you learn that where the box is in the right place. After 3 hours I was still pretty useless but it was time to do other things, like have a snack then invade the road.

Now, it showed I was tired. I made more mistakes. I had had a good nights sleep but the 3 hours of reversing had just knackered me! But I soldiered on. However, I did a few interesting manoeuvres, including stalling on a hill. Twice, then again next to some traffic lights. Not enough power, and this is where the clutch control was important. But I failed that. When I finally pulled off I got it right but the other thing is, don’t block change going up hill. Never mind, another near stall proved I could always just put power down. I just didn’t.

So we passed that hill. I don’t think he took me up it until the following day, but we did a few circuits and proved my observational skills needed some work. Talk less, concentrate more.

“SO why is that coach turning right ahead” he asked
“Perhaps he wants to?” was not the answer he wanted, and thus as we approached and I didn’t indicate he instructed me to turn right and THEN I noticed that ahead was for 7.5t vehicles only. Oops.

The handy thing about that area was the plethora of changes between 30s and 40s and even roads where they looked like 40s were probably 30s. Reminded of the skills I learnt for my other tests to remember what was what and it slowly started to sink in. After 90 minutes on the road returned to the yard and did a reverse and uncouple, which went ok, then I was done for the day.

I slept well that night. Even more so as it was an early start the next day. I was due to have earlies the whole time but a last minute change meant one day was a late.

Hotel, another fine large meal, a pint of summat cold and dark and then off to my room to get the internets, my fix!

Day 3.

Cold, foggy, frosty, co… idiots driving close to me into the yard, main beam on and seeming not to notice. Was quite peeved that when I slipped through a traffic light on amber (it went to amber as I was crossing it!) FOUR cars followed me! Chris had said that they were quite abusive of junctions and lights around here and always to consider someone jumping the lights when I mine had gone green.

I wasn’t on top form today, and my foot hurt. Not the clutch foot, weird but the pain soon went away. Ibuprofen can help with that too! So, onwards!

Coupling, driving, more driving, braking, planning ahead, thinking ahead, looking ahead, looking at signs, don’t forget the mirrors. It all became a bit of a blur and I was worrying more about worrying things than driving. Chris took me to a few tight places, and other places where I really had to plan ahead and other places where he advised me not to stop, like Shirebrook. So we didn’t do any braking/stopping/pulling away there. But a lot of the time he was quiet to let me concentrate and bringing my attention where required to particular things.

Stuffed up the gears a few times, block changed in wrong places, lined up to roads too earlier and often indicated late but I soon got the hang of it and before too long it was back to the yard for a reverse and a drop and couple. Those seemed to go ok, thinking of the safety aspect. Then it was over. I was done.

Oh, I had had a mock test done as well. 8 minors. He did this at the very beginning, when I was fresh and ready and stuff. Thankfully he hadn’t noticed any majors and I figured I’d just scrape through this by the skin of my teeth. If I didn’t have any skin before hands I certainly wouldn’t now. My tooth was also hurting, probably with stress. The day before I had come up to the training the rear side-wall of a tooth had collapsed, exposing the root and nerve. It wasn’t too painful but I had taken ibuprofen and paracetemol in quite low doses to let me stay focused and eat on the other side of my mouth…

We chatted about a few things and that was me done for the day, and I felt quite low and despondent, as I thought I needed another lesson. But it was now a nice day, blue skies and innocence. Not that I was innocent in any way, so I dutifully purchased some lunch and a white magnum ice-cream and trundled off somewhere for a rest.

I found somewhere, back road, nice rolling fields in the background, a bit of glittering water, some nice and old looking trees and a large old house in the background. I was near their private entrance parked on the grass verge so did the polite thing, ate my sarnie, cranked the seat back, sunroof and windows open a tad and had a kip.

Life was better when I woke and I drank the remains of my white magnum that started out in the shade but thanks to the sun moving, was now in direct sunlight. I did other relaxing things for the day and returned to the hotel with a large golden sunset in front of me. Evening dins, then up to my room for my net fix before an early night.

Nice write up of your training.

And congratulations on passing CE.

As Pete said, once you have that blue certificate, you can legally drive unaccompanied.

However a lot of agencies and companies like to see the full license before taking you on.

Ooh, I e’nt finished yet! :open_mouth: :unamused: :laughing: :laughing:

Last Day. Day 4. The Test.

The day of the checkout. A mix-up here as my revised breakfast time wasn’t passed onto the lass that made it, but well, these things happen. Checked out, relaxing drive in and parked up and chilled for a bit. Listened to a bit of Mozart for a bit but felt it too pretentious for this time in the morning and settled for some ELO Mr Blue Sky instead…

Got into the office about 10am and met Dennis, the examiner. An older chap who knew the area well. Nerves? Never!, well, maybe just a tinsy wincy bit… I wasn’t shaking like a leaf yet but I was going to try and… and… I had paid for it and I had enough savings for another retest, but we’ll see, right. So!

First thing. Reversing. The boss was watching, and the first thing I did was… turn the wrong way. I couldn’t remember if he said ‘right hand down’ or ‘turn right’. Never mind, noticed the trailer wasn’t going where I wanted and corrected. Got it right, first time, and into the box. Made to get out of the cab to check but Dennis got in first and said that was fine and off we go. Stripped off a few layers as the HiVis fleece plus a fleece waistcoat, whilst was great in cold fog, that had burnt away so I didn’t want to be hot. I also didn’t upgrade to sunglasses, and felt I should just concentrate more on the road. There were a few times where I considered changing but in the end didn’t. Windows opened and off we went.

Now, leaving the test centre has its own hazards, as there were people doing numptie things and silly things but we moved past that, checked over the cars and moved out into the empty lane and cancelled the indicator! Up into 5th without power and cruised down to the junction, checking mirrors like there was no tomorrow. Left, ahead, right, glance down occasionally. Mostly forgot to use the wide angle but moved myself forwards and backwards to get what I wanted out of the mirror. Great workout for my hips!!!

I also caught my first break at the junction at the bottom of the road, it was clear! All week I had stuffed that up somehow by either blocking other cars or just getting it wrong. So he said ‘Right’ and the junction was clear, so kept in fifth and checking mirrors and looking out for those pesky invisible blind spots pulled out, and was clear in no time! Perfect! Didn’t accelerate for the lights, but held the power in the good bit, and as it was clear reached the point of no return and changed up, and onwards.

Remembered the lane discipline, looked out ahead, planned for the junction and I was surprised when it all worked. Kept on the mirrors, Every few seconds doing a mirror check. Sod that thing of ‘every change in speed or use of gears’ just doing it constantly. Not even staring ahead for the same amount of time. Approaching junctions I’d slow, or at the least come off the power. Watching out for crossings and if there were people around. Slowed for that kid kicking his football along the road and slid out into the empty chevrons to clear him. Some pensioner walking towards the kerb chatting to her mate without even looking at me and I slowed and moved away. I wasn’t going to try the horn, I wasn’t sure how demonic the local grannies were, but I’d stay clear.

For those that know it, having left with a right, there was a left at the traffic lights with the cameras and the BP garage then down and a right after the thing on the left that had a blow up doll behind a car on the forecourt advertising their garage or something.

We chatted about a few things, past career, past driving, not much but we established a small connection that showed I wasn’t totally green, I had discovered how to reverse into large things and learn from those mistakes and that I wasn’t a violent person and he wasn’t local but knew the area well and where not to stick an articulated lorry!

So I think I stuffed it at the junction here, I was taking a right, and for some reason I nearly stalled it in fifth, not going fast enough I guess but a lad was standing close to the crossing and I thought… well, the front and rear sections cleared it with enough room for a cyclist to pass either side. Thankfully they didn’t, I might have panicked more! However, I noticed the pen to my left made a mark and, well, there you go. Clearly I’ve failed. So I chilled a bit but thought, Sod It. I’ll still keep going and try and reduce that serious he’d clearly just given me into something less.

Constantly on with the mirrors, a bit of small talk, the odd comment about WTF was that guy doing standing in the road there and kids cycling on paths and then pulling straight out in front of traffic, this was ahead of me and I’d left enough gap that when the cars in front braked, I had just come off on power (after mirrors) and had dropped a gear (more mirrors) and (even more mirrors). The then stopped by a shop and we all breathed a sigh of relief, and the examiner pointed out that little tip that kids these days are often not brought up ‘right’ and don’t seem to grasp that they should be on good behaviour and often need a good strong parent to indicate when they were wrong and the like. Such as if he had done that when he was a kid he would have had a stern talking to and restrictions and possibly a smack.

When I grew up my parents were reasonably firm with me but clearly something’s didn’t work but I did learn the respect bit. Mostly. Honest mum! We briefly talked about working on buses too and he agreed that transporting cargo that didn’t argue back or assault you was always a benefit.

I recognised parts of the town, remembered the speed limits, remembered the tells and took a few of the corners that Chris had shown and repeated to me to get right and it worked, I remembered the right times to change up and down and got a bit more relaxed but was always on those mirrors. I guess it was more of being able to absorb what was different in the view and recognise that for what it was and largely ignoring the large slab of white.

We had a few iffy junctions. He asked me to turn right ahead, and there was another smaller option and a glance revealed, whoa, that was tight, and we got closer and I knew it was gonna be really tight, and slow and, well, asked him. He glanced ahead and refined his statement by adding ‘Right at the traffic lights please” and I breathed a sigh of relief! As we got closer he stated “Could you squeeze through there” to which I replied “probably, with great care, but always with a mind that if I didn’t think it would fit I would do it in a way that I could recover from easier”
“You’ve had experience of that have you?”
“I missed a turn on a bus and a passenger directed me down a side road, which was even worse. Thankfully having been an observant bunny I had seen the gaps I had to reverse with I managed it but since then was more careful with my turns and mistakes”

So, having past that and a few other things I came across a few yellow boxes and keep clears, that were kept clear. Even to the point that a car overtook us and pulled into the keep clear box! I think Dennis may have muttered words quietly. I had seen him, I thought he was going ahead, but I gave him room to clear before pulling off.

At another set of lights I took the left hand lane when it was available but queued in the right hand lane until it was. Another pen to page. Hesitation at a roundabout, I knew that, and I had no choice as most people seemed to hold a certification for omission of indicators, according to Chris. However, I spotted a motorcycle trainer with a trainee behind heading for the exit and took their lead, and by the time the trailer was out I was clear and all was good and well.

Then coming up to a T junction where there was a filtered left and two lanes for right, labelled as straight ahead and right I indicated to the right lane as he said right, but then saw the road markings and as I was halfway across the white line still slowing I saw my mistake, and indicated back. There wasn’t any cars close by and I managed that manoeuvre, and even apologised when I got to the lights and explained where I went wrong. He was Ok with it but I found out later I probably should have stayed in the lane I originally chose, the right hand lane.

After this, we returned to the test centre. Got a bit of 40mph in, and that felt nice, long burn on the bypass and then down to the 30, and around a few other streets, before taking a left by the above mentioned BP garage back to the test centre. Nice and easy, slowed down in the right places. The traffic lights before the test centre were on green a while, then, oh yeah, they changed, so slowing down properly with the brakes then gears and down to 5th so that I was in that gear when I came to a stop. Pulled away in 3rd with all the checks, then up to 5th, held, then took the left into the test centre driveway. Use of gears, mirrors, and flashy things and all was going well, even if I had failed. Never mind eh.

So. Into the reversing pattern, on to the pad and stopped. Engine off, alighted proper and he’d already said it was the drop manoeuvre. Said in a few more words of a nature not to get it wrong so I thought about it and walked down the passenger side.

Safety. If I want to drop the trailer, the last thing I want to do is pull the pin. Right? So, pin is drivers side and safety starts on the passenger side.

Trailer brake. Emergency stop is pushed, so this is pulled. It hissed on, then the dangly bits. Leg wound down, and the pintle lifted a little, then that was locked in place. Electricals tugged in the right places and laid over the draw-bar then walked around the rear looking around just in case I was about to be attacked by demonic grannies or hungry squirrels (mirror check on foot) and to the drivers side. Looked it over, it looked alright and then off with the airlines, feisty as usual. I pulled the pin next, or tried to. It didn’t like it, a bit stiff so I quickly tried again just in case and it popped free, I checked the pins that popped out and they were well and truly out, and the next bit is the truck. He’d asked me to parallel park next to the trailer so pulled ahead, past him then parked next to the trailer.

I hadn’t even got out of the cab when he came to the window and asked me to couple up as if I had never been to this trailer before.

Almost a reverse of the above manoeuvre. You’d think, right?

Hmm.

Hmm.

Pulled it forwards, lined it up, backed up and thought this was good enough. Got out to check and blimey, you could get a car in that gap! Never mind, I looked down the draw-bar and it lined up mostly, then I pulled the pin on the truck, the little horizontal safety pins were out again and went to the trailer. I can’t remember if I touched the brake here, but looked at the documents and plating label before doing the walk around check of the vehicle. As I was wearing the gloves I fondled the dangly bits… err… the marker lights, gave the mudguards and OMG it had real spray suppression fitted! Fiddled with its nuts, giving them a quick rub and squeeze before checking the rubber was looking properly fitted with the groovy bits on top and flat on the side. I knew they were but even so, then on to the other markers, the rear bumper looked meaty and manly and the handles were locked and closed, and the pins at the top, and the marker lights and… you get the idea. I molested the drivers side too and ended up at the front, looked around and walked back to the truck. I stopped at the cab, and came back, looked at the two bits for a moment then pulled the brake on the trailer. Just in case, right? Reversed back, loud clunk and gave it the tug test, two quick pulls. Not that I would lower the tone, but even so.

Then it was out on the drivers side. The pin was down and locked and those horizontal bars were back in also, they were fondled as that is what Chris wanted me to do. If I had been talking it through I was sure he would be mentally pulling his hair out by now and banging his head on the wall…. So. The air lines, bottom in then top in and around to the other side and the electric’s, lifted the leg, locked it away, checked it over one last time then pressed the brake. Stepped back and pre-empted the examiner by asking if he could check my lights. Result.

He joined me in the cab afterwards to give me the news.

I was shocked, I really was. I thought I’d failed, but it was a good drive and I’d enjoyed some of it (No, really, don’t look at me like that). I got the blue sheet and then the green sheet. He didn’t explain the multitude of errors, at the time I thought he didn’t have time but… hang on… err…

TWO MINORS. Two. Mirrors and Hesitation. That was it! Thankfully one of the yardies came over and shifted the truck back for me, whilst I did the notifications thing, as you do. I had remembered to thank the examiner, and, well. Yeah.

I stuck around for a bit and then went and did the obvious thing and visited family who lived in the next county across :wink:

The licence category is C+E even though I passed with a draw-bar setup, also known as a ‘Wagon and Drag’. This is a rigid lorry that would normally be used for cargo with a similar sized trailer on the back. I think it used to be that when you passed your C years ago you automatically got your W&D but that was changed and now W&D and regular artics are all covered by the C+E licence.

A regular artic has a short tractor unit, usually of two or three axles then a long trailer. Quite a bit different in handling characteristics and the former is easier to learn on but there are more vehicles of the latter variety out there.