Mission accomplished….mostly.
The delivery was a complete clusterfluffle. The guy (young 20s) had a 2022 Dodge Ram dually and a 40 foot trailer. I told him it might be tight and that we should walk the turn around first.
Then I had to physically stop him at the entrance to my place since he was just going to drive in.
We walked it. Then he just plunged in. Crushed my culvert on one corner. Then got to the turn around and sort of gave up. He said, “I’m stuck. We‘re going to have to cut down those trees.”
Beg pardon? 6” and 8” oak trees right where I want them. I said not gonna happen.
Then he called his mom. Seriously. The next 2 hours were him complaining and chain smoking cigarettes and saying “I’ve got to get out of here.” And slowly backing up the way he came in. About 25 yards. Then stop and complain some more. The slightest obstacle stopped him. I’m moving steel, piles of firewood, chainsawing brush, etc to make room for him.
He’s wearing some silly loafers, a silk shirt, and a rattlesnake belt. Kept stepping on mesquite thorns and cussing. He says “my business is drop and go.”
At one point he turned to me and said “did you tell me all this **** was here?” Referring to general stuff along the road (firewood, steel, brush piles). The 35 year gap between us was too large for meaningful communication. I calmly said “that’s why we walked it.”
To his credit, he took it like a man.
Anyway, he eventually got to a place where he could jam the trailer back into the mesquite and that allowed him to turn around. And left it in the middle of the road.
I was happy enough to have him gone. I’ll figure out a way to get it where I want it with the jeep and winch.
New one-trips are nice. It’s full of promise.
