Back in the Saddle Again

Well, she’s an oldie but then I am too.
After a seven day road trip my company has another truck crane.
It ran like a champ from Phoenix. I actually made better time driving back than I did in the rental car going out there. My body was protesting for the first few days. By the time I got the truck I guess I had adapted a bit.
I drove out because I refuse to fly as long as I am treated like a criminal without cause. Plus I was able to take a bunch of stuff with me that they would never allow on a plane.

It’s a little weird that I found this crane only a few miles from where the last one came from nine years ago.
The top speed of the last crane was 55 though and it couldn’t climb a hill to save it’s life. This one cruises easily at 65 and laughs at hills. Made for a much easier trip back.

It’s in dire need of some cosmetic work and the crane needs certification but it seemed to be fine when I ran in through it’s paces.

I suppose my insurance premiums will increase but I am not sure why. After all, what’s the odds that I will do something so stupid as to forget to deploy my outriggers again anytime soon? But I doubt that the insurance company will see it that way.