Trucking Stories
Water Valley
Hey hey hey. I'm in some place called Water Valley. No shitting. Did a settler family stumble upon a pond some hundred years ago and say "Holy Shit! Water! Let's call it Water Valley!" I mean seriously, don't most towns have water? "Oh no, but our water is special!". What the heck is so special about your water that you name the entire town after it? "People will come from far and wide for our water!"
"Honey, let's stop in Olds, I'm a little thirsty."
"Screw Olds, look at this friggin' place! I betcha Waterville has some kick ass water!"
And there's another curiosity: Olds. What a name for a city! Somewhere else in Alberta, is there a News? And what's their deal? "HolyCrap, News! I betcha the hotels there've got CNN! Wake up the kids, dear, we found us a hotel!"
And on an unrelated note: it turns out that Montana has a law forbidding trucks with oversized loads on the weekends. Why is this, exactly? Have they found the lumber more likely to fall off the ass-end of a truck on Saturday and Sunday? Surely we've all heard the numerous tales of those weekend ass-end tragedies. Perhaps they worry about the increased tourist traffic during the weekends? Perhaps it's best after all. Who among us hasn't witnessed the great number of tourists, happily driving along when: "AAHH! A truck with an oversized load! Quickly, drive off that cliff!" Thank goodness Montana lawmakers have legislated to protect the public against such dangers.