We spent the weekend cleaning out trucks, rewiring trailers, and packing up Maggie’s toys in preparation for our Great Migration to California.  But don’t worry – Brother Dear is staying behind to act as the Shipping Specialist for www.glaciercountyhoney.com and to keep the Warehome in good order.  Not sure what we would do without Brother Dear.  At the moment, he’s driving the One-And-A-Half-Ton Dodge to California as part of our Convoy.

Brother Dear is dragging the forklift behind the Dodge, too.

I’m in the Tahoe, dragging the utility trailer with Maggie’s crib, my sandals, Honeydew’s white t-shirts, and all our “essentials.”

And Honeydew is leading the way in the Two Ton.  Yes, we did eventually get it started and the brakelines thawed in the negative temperatures.

Here are the stats for the beginning of the Great Migration.

Last drive down West Shore Road for quite a while.  Don’t change on us while we’re gone, Montana.

CONVOY! – Lyrics by C.W. McCall

Ah, breaker one-nine, this heres the rubber duck. you gotta copy on me, pig pen, cmon?

ah, yeah, 10-4, pig pen, fer shure, fer shure. by golly, its clean clear to flag town, cmon.

yeah, that Big 10-4 there, pig pen, yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy. mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy…

It was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June

And a Kenworth pullin’ logs

Cab-over Pete with a reefer on

And a Jimmy haulin’ hogs

We’s headin’ for bear on Eye-one-O

’bout a mile outta Shakeytown

I says “Pigpen, this here’s Rubber Duck”

“And I’m about to put the hammer down”

(’cause we got a little ole convoy rockin’ thru the night)

(Yeah, we got a little ole convoy, ain’t she a beautiful sight?)

(Come on and join our convoy, ain’t nothin’ gonna get in our way)

(We gonna roll this truckin’ convoy ‘cross the USA)

(Convoy)

[on the cb]

Ah, breaker, pig pen, this heres the duck. and, you wanna back off them hogs?

yeah, 10-4, bout five mile or so. ten, roger.

them hogs is gettin in-tense up here.

By the time we got into Tulsa-town we had 85 trucks in all

But there’s a roadblock up on the cloverleaf

And them bears ‘s wall-to-wall

Yeah, them smokeys ‘s thick as bugs on a bumper

They even had a bear in the air

I says “Callin’ all trucks, this here’s the Duck”

“We about to go a-huntin’ bear”

(’cause we got a great big convoy rockin’ thru the night)

(Yeah, we got a great big convoy, ain’t she a beautiful sight?)

(Come on and join our convoy, ain’t nothin’ gonna get in our way)

(We gonna roll this truckin’ convoy ‘cross the USA)

(Convoy)

[on the cb]

Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, pig pen? negatory, pig pen; youre still too close. yeah,

them hogs is startin to close up my sinuses. mercy sakes, you better back off another ten.

Well, we rolled up Interstate Forty-Four

Like a rocket-sled on rails

We tore up all of our swindle sheets

And left ’em settin’ on the scales

By the time we hit that “Chi-town”

Them bears was a-gettin smart

They brought up some reinforcements

From the “Illinois” National Guard

There’s armored cars and tanks and jeeps

‘n’ rigs of ev’ry size

Yeah, them chicken coops was full of bears

And choppers filled the skies

Well, we shot the line, we went for broke

With a thousand screamin’ trucks

And eleven long-haired friends of Jesus

In a chartreuse microbus

[on the cb]

Ah, rubber duck to sodbuster, come over. yeah, 10-4, sodbuster? lissen, you wanna put that micra-bus right behind that suicide jockey?

yeah, hes haulin dynamite, and he needs all the help he can hear.

Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey Shore

Prepared to cross the line

I could see the bridge was lined with bears

But I didn’t have a doggone dime

I says “Pigpen, this here’s the Rubber Duck”

“We just ain’t a-gonna pay no toll”

So we crashed the gate doin’ ninety-eight

I says “let them truckers roll, ten-four”

(’cause we got a mighty convoy rockin’ thru the night)

(Yeah, we got a mighty convoy, ain’t she a beautiful sight?)

(Come on and join our convoy, ain’t nothin’ gonna get in our way)

(Convoy!) ah, 10-4, pig pen, whats your twenty?

(Convoy!) omaha? well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure. well, mercy

(Convoy!) sakes, good buddy, we gonna back on outta here, so keep the bugs off your glass and the bears off your…

(Convoy!) tail. well catch you on the flip-flop. this heres the rubber duck on the side.

(Convoy!) we gone. bye,bye.

(We gonna roll this truckin’ convoy ‘cross the USA)

(Convoy)

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