Pictures! I need pictures!

My load today was old newspapers, bound for a recycling plant. The trip was okay. The interesting stuff happened when I got there.

The lady at the guard shack gave me very explicit instructions.

"Follow this road to this point and wait your turn."

Well, sure.

"Don't open your trailer doors until you're partway up the ramp."

Um, okay.

"Then back the rest of the way up and move all loose objects to the back of your cab."

Say what?

"Then lock your cab, exit on the passenger side, and go downstairs to the drivers' lounge until they call you."

Uh. Right.

Well, it's their plant. I went where I was told, saw where I was going--and suddenly I understood.

So I waited my turn. I backed partway up the long steep ramp, stopped, and went back to open my trailer doors--now that none of the twenty tons of loose paper could just fall out. I backed the rest of the way up, onto the metal platform. I moved everything that would move into the lower bunk on the back wall of the sleeper cab. Then I went downstairs.

And they tilted the platform, truck and all, up to about a sixty-degree angle and let the paper slide out.

It looked like a cross between a 50's movie rocket launcher and a kid with a toy truck. And it emptied the trailer like a kid with a can of Pringles.

I have GOT to get me a camera!