Richard
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- International 1066 Full sized JCB Loader/Backhoe and a John Deere 430 to mow with
I’m sure that most here have been in a big truck looking down on a small car in front of them, or in the car having the big truck behind them.
The angle to my logic is size = might = right and that means smaller gets out of the way of larger who has the implicit right of way (I do not agree with this logic but it seems to pervade our local area)
I drive a Miata, it’s not hard for a Tonka truck to “intimidate” me /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif. As I also live out in the boonies, dead end road, by the lake, near campers, hunters and hikers… we have a plethora of trucks motoring down our road. The road is 12 feet wide (yes I measured once for other reasons). How wide is a truck? 6 feet? Not much room for bi-directional traffic.
It drives me NUTS, that as I drive down my narrow road to go home, I’ll inevitably come across trucks (though to be fair, sometimes cars) that just HAPPEN to not put much thought into the fact they are driving WAY too fast…and MOST of the time.. just “pull to their right” some which means that the big, bad, and many times 4 wheel drive, truck is ON the road, and my car…has it’s two right wheels OFF the road because I understand I’ll lose the head on battle with the truck. Again, size seems to make might and therefore right of way. Be honest…I’m sure you’ve snickered at least once with that feeling of “Get out of my way wimp”. I know I have! /w3tcompact/icons/eyes.gif /w3tcompact/icons/blush.gif
Over the years of being run off the side of the road again and again and again… it REALLY gets /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif.
Well /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif.. On two occasions now, I’ve had need to be out on that side of the farm with Brutus. 90 turbo’ed horses, 8 foot bucket…able to life over 6,000 pounds with a single pull of a lever…(looking for it’s cape…/w3tcompact/icons/wink.gif )
Guess who I saw on the road but some stranger in a truck driving smack dab down middle of road at 5:00 A.M. Guess what this truck driver did? He stopped…and SAT in the middle of the road, waiting for me to move out of his way. Well..as I was conviently at a turn in road (very windy road with many blind turns) I just sat there….he sat there…I sat there. Well, I outweighed him by ?? couple tons and could lift his sneakers clean off the ground.. guess what? He finally backed up the 50/75 feet to an easy turn around area and let me pass. I just motored on past him and nodded to him in a nice polite way.
Other time, same road..different spot, I was cleaning up small “landslide” as the county was busy with the other larger ones.. a truck came up behind me. The mud/slide was ½ way across road, so I just continued my way, figuring he can wait. There are only 4 houses out here and he was not a resident so I figured he can just park it and wait for ME for a change. Besides, I was helping to clean up the very path he was getting ready to take. He sat there for maybe 5 minutes then just turned around and left. I never saw him the rest of the day.
Now, as I drive my Miata and get “intimidated” by a truck, I just smile, wishing that some day, we might meet again… on my road.
The angle to my logic is size = might = right and that means smaller gets out of the way of larger who has the implicit right of way (I do not agree with this logic but it seems to pervade our local area)
I drive a Miata, it’s not hard for a Tonka truck to “intimidate” me /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif. As I also live out in the boonies, dead end road, by the lake, near campers, hunters and hikers… we have a plethora of trucks motoring down our road. The road is 12 feet wide (yes I measured once for other reasons). How wide is a truck? 6 feet? Not much room for bi-directional traffic.
It drives me NUTS, that as I drive down my narrow road to go home, I’ll inevitably come across trucks (though to be fair, sometimes cars) that just HAPPEN to not put much thought into the fact they are driving WAY too fast…and MOST of the time.. just “pull to their right” some which means that the big, bad, and many times 4 wheel drive, truck is ON the road, and my car…has it’s two right wheels OFF the road because I understand I’ll lose the head on battle with the truck. Again, size seems to make might and therefore right of way. Be honest…I’m sure you’ve snickered at least once with that feeling of “Get out of my way wimp”. I know I have! /w3tcompact/icons/eyes.gif /w3tcompact/icons/blush.gif
Over the years of being run off the side of the road again and again and again… it REALLY gets /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif.
Well /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif.. On two occasions now, I’ve had need to be out on that side of the farm with Brutus. 90 turbo’ed horses, 8 foot bucket…able to life over 6,000 pounds with a single pull of a lever…(looking for it’s cape…/w3tcompact/icons/wink.gif )
Guess who I saw on the road but some stranger in a truck driving smack dab down middle of road at 5:00 A.M. Guess what this truck driver did? He stopped…and SAT in the middle of the road, waiting for me to move out of his way. Well..as I was conviently at a turn in road (very windy road with many blind turns) I just sat there….he sat there…I sat there. Well, I outweighed him by ?? couple tons and could lift his sneakers clean off the ground.. guess what? He finally backed up the 50/75 feet to an easy turn around area and let me pass. I just motored on past him and nodded to him in a nice polite way.
Other time, same road..different spot, I was cleaning up small “landslide” as the county was busy with the other larger ones.. a truck came up behind me. The mud/slide was ½ way across road, so I just continued my way, figuring he can wait. There are only 4 houses out here and he was not a resident so I figured he can just park it and wait for ME for a change. Besides, I was helping to clean up the very path he was getting ready to take. He sat there for maybe 5 minutes then just turned around and left. I never saw him the rest of the day.
Now, as I drive my Miata and get “intimidated” by a truck, I just smile, wishing that some day, we might meet again… on my road.