The FOLLOWER Comes Home...
Well, in spite of all of my planning and attempts to structure the timing and logistics of bringing the trailer home, it SUDDENLY happened this afternoon.
I had contacted no fewer than 6 businesses and individuals with SHORT tractors that I was sure would be able to easily maneuver the 26' trailer down our narrow 25' residential alley and push it into our yard through a 25' gate. One of the businesses is a local truck dealer - he kept waiting for a lease tractor to come in for service, but that was a "never-ending-waiting-game". Another is an Auto Auction/Wholesaler - but his tractor seems to always be out of town on a run. Yet another is a Moving and Storage Company - theirs needs new tires to pass inspection, and a fresh registration. And the private owners of short tractors never could be available at an agreeable time.
Finally, there is the Reece-Albert Company. They are the leading regional highway and municipal construction company. One of their bidding agents is a friend, and through him, the owners agreed to move the trailer if I could do it on short notice when a tractor and driver became available. YAY ! ! ! You can bet that I agreed to that condition.
Well, today I was having a nice (late) lunch at a Johnny Carino's Italian Restaurant with Dianna. We were just finishing our meal, and I was literally wiping my hands on my napkin, when my phone rang. My friend (Chris) asked what I would be doing in about twenty minutes, to which I replied, "Moving a trailer??"
Now picture this.... I work at a funeral home and my "uniform" is a suit with white shirt and tie! I'm about to go recover a 1960 military trailer that has set stationary for AT LEAST 10 years, and I haven't got time to change clothes!!! My wife LAUGHS (Thank GOD she's an understanding woman). I check my phone... It's 1430 hrs.
Lickity split, I meet Chris at the recovery site and we unlock the yard gate. Within SECONDS, a short single axle tractor comes around the corner followed by a supervisor's pickup. Don and James are introduced and they are all business with GREAT personalities. We have a quick mission briefing and they declare,
"No Sweat! Just stand back and watch!"
WOW, these to guys are like angels from above!
In a matter of minutes, the trailer is inspected - acknowledging NO BRAKES and NO LIGHTS - but otherwise looking good. (The Texas 15-Day One-Way Transit Permit allows the movement of a NON-Compliant Vehicle under special circumstances - We meet those criteria.)
So the tractor slides under the trailer and the fifth-wheel loudly CLICKS as the King Pin is captured - AWESOME ! Jack up the Landing Gear and we're ready to spin the trailer around 180 degrees, out the gate, and have a little procession to our backyard.
Once on the city street pavement, we do one more walk around inspection. All is good! I lead in my 1990 Ford Probe with flashers on, followed by the Tractor and Trailer, then there's Don in his supervisors pickup with yellow and white strobes flashing, and Chris is bringing up the rear in his company Suburban. We look like a mini-Parade.
(BTW: That
BRIGHT SHINY RED & YELLOW & WHITE tractor looked almost comical pulling that
faded OLIVE DRAB trailer.)
About 3-1/2 miles later, we're already at our home LZ, open the back gate and move the Probe out of the way. By the time I've walked back to the gate, Chris and Don are guiding James as he backs the trailer right into the yard! I hardly had time to snap the pictures above. (BTW: Those are the ONLY pics - that's how little time this took.) After James had her in place, he set the brake and jumped out of the tractor. After a quick conversation, we decided to re-spot the trailer about six feet further back and make her more parallel with the property-line fence, DONE! Landing Gear DOWN! Tractor de-coupled. Bid farewell to these glorious ANGELS!
Time Check: 1545 Hrs.
Elapsed Recovery Time: approximately 1 Hr, 15 Min. ! ! ! Oh, and I'm still in my SUIT and it's still CLEAN ! ! ! WOW !
Now for the MIRACLE....
When I first mentioned this recovery to Chris, I offered to "hire" the tractor and driver at whatever their going rate was. He merely commented, "We'll see what it takes."
Well, after all was said and done, I asked Chris if they'd be sending me an invoice. His reply, "For what? We only did what the company owner told us to go do."
It turns out that Chris had rightfully asked permission to do this recovery. When Chris told Mr. Albert (as in Reece-Albert Co.) about our MV hobby, and our contributions to the community, the "order" came down to
"" ... No Charge, Free Gratis, Public Service, Charity Donation.... Whatever Chris wanted to charge the time and equipment (truck) to was fine with Mr. Albert. Rest assured, that man is getting Christmas Cards from Dianna and I for as long as he lives!
So, when all is said and done, in as much as I tried to engineer this project it wasn't for me to design. The Good Lord had a plan, and that plan required my patience.
We have named the 220KAK Trailer
"The FOLLOWER" - kind of a play on words. It DOES need a tractor for motive power and will be
following that tractor around. But, as with our Deuce, "The ARK", The FOLLOWER will be joining the motorpool in performing Acts of Random Kindness.... Like a FOLLOWER of our faith, she will be a tool of HIS. We just happen to "work in HIS motorpool."
We are presently "shopping" for a 5-Ton Tractor that will be used with The FOLLOWER. We have pre-determined that Tractor's name:
"The SHEPHERD" - you figure out how we came up with that for a name.
We are praying that the right 5-Ton will come to us..... watching GL, GSA, Gov Deals, and other sources. With the miraculous way that this recovery happened FOR FREE, wouldn't it be absolutely cool if a 5-Ton just "fell from the sky" as a "gift from heaven." Don't laugh - HE has done stranger things.
Thanks for reading this little story.
I'll post more as we restore, rebuild, and convert this trailer to her new life.
Vaya con Dios!