It's seven AM. I found the perfect vehicle late last night. Not so much abandoned but definitely not attended for a while. I ran a hot wire from the battery to the ignition, sprayed ether into the air intake and a 900 cubic inches of diesel chugged to life.
The elderly rig wasn't much to look at but the trailer was the important part. It would haul the survivors, gear, supplies, and hope to a new start. The rig itself will need some modifications and armor welded to it.
It's resting in the shop right now. A.J. is supposed to haul one of his generators down there so we can start welding and getting the trailer ready to roll. I can braze but I'd rather MIG.
We are going to add a cow catcher onto the front of the Kenworth cab. Metal louvers on the windows, and metal covers over the wheels to prevent tire damage. It won't take long to modify the cab but it won't be easy either. We'll need help.
The great thing about all of this ice is that everything is very desolate out. Freezing temperatures keep the ice in place, electricity is still a day or three away from being restored. People are just getting out around their houses but not venturing further unless needed.
A.J. will likely bring in Greg from the body shop to help me weld the plates on. He's a master so more than likely I'll be helping him. He can be useful on the island and in rebuilding. He's a good guy but has a scary appearance. Sleeves of tattoos, funky hair, and ear gauges but a good guy.
Hope he gets here soon.
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