Monday, May 13, 2013
we were on the road to buy feed before eight this morning just as if we had to punch a timeclock. I don't know why we have to go to another town to buy feed. I would patronize the businesses in my area if it was up to me. Pay a little more but when you consider the wear and tear and gasoline and the stress of all the oil field traffic. The road we travel is paved but only one lane each way with just a small shoulder. Right out of our town we were meeting several trucks and cars traveling close together. As we met a truck pulling the type of trailer that carries liquid, the liquid began to spill all over the road way so a guy on a motocycle tried to pass to avoid the spill and lost control but stayed on the bike as John could see in his rear view mirror. I didn't see that as I was trying to see where the liquid was coming from and where a lot of smoke was coming from. John said the smoke was from a truck's brakes. All in a second's time. We kept going as there was too much traffic and nowhere to stop. Enough young truck drivers to take care of it. Loaded with feed we didn't come back that way as I'm sure there was lots of traffic backed up. A spill to be cleaned up, maybe an ambulance. Hope the biker wasn't seriously hurt. Maybe we will find out more in the paper Wednesday.