The Rockpile

theeffindr · The Rockpile

So I ventured down to the local quarry and discovered that buying that crushed stone stone stuff that they make driveways out of out here in the woods is much cheaper when you get it loaded right off the conveyor belt. The 60 Doppelkabin weighed in at 2600lds, and only took up about 1/10 of the space on the scale that an 18 wheeler would. The lady at the office said that 1/2 ton would be 9 bucks, and I should just keep going till I see the stop sign. I did, then the at the stop sign there was a bigger sign with alot of exclamation points mentioning hardhats, eyeware, etc. I didn't have a hardhat, but I did have a welding helmet I go on clearance that had flames painted on it, so I put it on. I drove around a three story pile of rocks, and saw the payloader guy (with a hardhat on) motioning me to come forward. As I sped up, he disappeared behind the pile. I felt like I was being lured into a trap, but I did have my helmet with flames on. I slowly crept around the side of the giant pile, and there he was, with the backdrop of this humongous mountain slowly being chewed up by giant machines and conveyor belts, motioning me to come closer. He had a payloader full of rocks and was motioning that I should drive directly underneath it! I thought about bailing, but then remembered I had my flaming helmet on, and that's precisely when I started to feel invincible. I gave him the "High" sign, and I drove right underneath his bucket. He inched forward, and gingerly dumped his payload into my bed. The sound of splashing rock almost lulled me into a false sense of security, but then I remembered where I was, and I felt the need to make a fast escape. I flipped up the visor on my helmet, and noticed I was on a one way street, with an 18 wheeler creeping up behind me. So I decided to light up a cigarette, and calmly motion him to pass. As he did, he rolled down his window, and said, "You've caused a big stir comin in here, is that thing for real? I said, "You have no idea who you are you are dealing with", took a puff of the cigarette, then put my visor down. Since I couldn't smoke anymore with the visor down, and seeing that he was still staring at me, I crushed out the cigarette, took off my helmet, and said "HOW THE HELL DO I GET OUT OF HERE!" He pointed backward, which meant he and I had to do an ugly dance of pull forward, move back, slide in, a little to the left, etc, etc, till I was finally free to go. Back to the scale, a crazy laughing lady, paid her the nine bucks for 1200lds of 3/4inch crushed stone, went to Al's hotdogs for a fish sandwich, and then safely home, scraping the trailer hitch trying to get in my own driveway.

That was Tuesday morning.

ROCK ON!!!

JimENight · Before Nine Amen!

Doc can an does more before the hour of nine than most do in the same time! Idea

JJJ

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Good story Doc! Quarry workers like to intimidate newbies at the crusher

yard I think. ( The Quarry Workers.... wasn't that the first Beatles name?)

Hint...next time you go, buy a box of doughnuts and take them to the fat

assed weigher person in the office. It will blow he/she/it's mind and you'll be

treated like a true MBSA.

JJJ

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theeffindr · Thanks JJJ

I think I'm going again tomorrow. I think I will pick up some munchkins, and then tell the lady at the weigh station I need 31/64ths of a ton. If they go over that amount, i will ask for an appropriate amount of munchkins back when I leave.

-Doc

Joe_Stax

Doc, do you do any gardening? Or raise vegetables? As long as you're going up the quarry (by way of Canned Heat), check out this link to the power of rock dust from your local quarryman, man!

articles at:

the New Zealand Herald

http://prorev.com/dust.htm

Astrakhan

My goodness, it's been a while since anyone's been to the rockpile...I've nothing witty or trenchant to add, so here are some videos from the mighty....ROCKPILE!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BpfFEd7Uro

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Ed255XErQY

The Rockpile

Before Nine Amen!

Thanks JJJ