Made it home about 6pm central time, that was one horrible drive, I think my tailbone was sitting on the floorboard by the time I crossed into Oklahoma, at least it felt like it.
To consider (by anyone):
The “plan” is to arrive home rested.
On arrival one sets immediately to work
Not a fun prospect, right?
But what if problems were such it was the case?
1). Delaying rest, food, vehicle maintenance and the like — shoving it into the future — is
very likely the true source of any of a number of traffic accidents.
2). In the days of transport by horse
one killed the animals in using a brutal pace.
3). There are physical limits which are reasonable.
I cover a little over 500-miles in 9-10/hours daily. Out of fourteen possible. There’s nothing restful about it. It’s work.
I’ve also been crossing the country by car since 1962.
400-miles is MORE than adequate on a multi-day trip.
Time for rest & relaxation can be done. Hotels can be found where overnight rates are low. Some have refrigerators & microwaves.
There is
no savings to avoid decent accommodations. A truck stop shower is $16. A meal at Denny’s will wind up being $20. Both of which could have been folded into a hotel bill. And — as sleeping in a car or pickup isn’t ever restful — the hotel is cheaper.
4). Thus; an early start and an early stop are the thing. Low traffic volume and being ahead of crowds to eat & sleep. To do everything reasonable (drive, rest break, fuel, eat, etc) in a 400-mile day will consume 12-hours.
Mine takes 14-hours or more . . . and a ten-hour rest period ISN'T restful enough.
5). “Drive until tired”, is for the ignorant (their first trip).
Afterwards, it defines who is stupid.
The miles covered isn’t the thing. It’s in
being able to deal with the unexpected while at speed. Fatigue lengthens reaction time. The hesitation from disbelief is what is at stake. Half a beat late (is too much).
The arrogance of American men believing they “are good drivers” won’t pass a test of five miles. City or Country. Odds which are statistically-validated.
Television pours poison eagerly drunk.
Take away the high quality/prevalence of signage, road-markings, lighting, and roadside-amenities and these American men fall flat on their faces.
Their self-sufficiency is a sham.
Their dependence on others is absolute.
Being somewhat better behind the wheel than the legally-retarded is nothing to crow about.
Roads made easier (post-1960) never precluded having a plan.
Using Limits. Maintaining balance.
6). Commuter miles DON’T count as “experience” towards road travel. Inside the region where one lives and works is familiarity Contempt.
I know what Im doing. The retarded “think” likewise.
True thinking isn’t involved. It’s emotion.
To walk home from within one’s region isn’t at all the same as to walk home 600-miles.
The first has a good chance of success. (Familiarity and people willing to help).
The second stretches “success” to a breaking point.
As it’s not a few days of walking, it’s weeks.
Is 64-mph (below commercial traffic) “too slow”?
Not compared to walking.
7). Each day’s traverse is a leap. Not guaranteed that one will clear the high jump bar. The pleasure of the accomplishment is in landscapes different from home. Not the next guys rear bumper.
The reward for doing well is in being places we don’t live. With space while moving to take in the scenery.
Slaves see nothing. Take their ghetto with them wherever they go. Always on someone else’s business. Determined to put personal burdens on everyone around them.
8). Having a radio is a break from self-imposed monotony (failure to plan), and from loneliness. Are the two the same?
Left to their own devices, Americans today are the sheep of which they were rightfully contemptuous not three generations ago when it comes to travel by personal vehicle.
A plan, frees one.
9). Responsibility to family DOES NOT mean skimping on rest & food while underway and FAR FROM HOME. It means almost the opposite. Plan WELL.
The expendable (deplorable) ACT such that we know them.
10). Were I so motivated I’d lay good money on being able to not only surprise you while both of us are underway, but to ENRAGE you. And my actions never worse than being in a grey zone.
The attention you pay to traffic overtaking you is corollary to your failure to plan the day. To have failed to plan the trip.
That rage is reflection of your shallowness.
Everything lost in a split-second.
But a good plan had that in mind.
Addressed weaknesses.
Informed each mile.
To arrive at one’s destination unable to work — tired, hungry, (car) dirty, unshaven, etc — means the responsibility was simply too much.
Failure to adapt.
As travel by car is common, don’t allow contempt to welcome failure.
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