Well, after Larry's prodding for info on my Avatar, I guess I have to divulge the story behind the pic.
It was December 30th, me and a buddy were heading into BC for New Years. We had left Rocky Mountain House about 20 min prior to stop for fuel, smokes, and beer of course.
We were at about beer 26 remaining, I was in my '05 Dmax, doing a good 85mph on a farely quiet 2 lane highway where the biggest concern is hitting a deer, bear or moose. Things were good. And then in the middle of a pack of oncoming cars is a marked HP car. Damn. Lights on. He had to pull over and wait for traffic to pass at which time beers 3 and 4 of 30 went out the passenger side window.
So I continue on until he catches up and then I stop.
I open the door and get out, One to clear the stink of beer out of the truck a little and Two, to give my buddy a second to throw a coat over the 30 pack which is now only a 26 pack of Pilsner-Quality you can Taste on the floor in the back.
The cop was a burly fellow, and think Barney Fife when he talked-hard to keep from laughing. He does a quick visual check in the truck but by law here, he can't "touch" anything unless he finds something in plain sight. So he looks around, wanders back to the cruiser and jumps on the radio, not saying a word. I jump in and take a pic through the window-the one in my Avatar, thinking I was about ready to get a big ticket, and possibly lose $40 worth of beer and possibly a 24hr driving suspension-great way to start a new years pisser.
He comes back and reads me the riot act about my tinted side windows, gives me a ticket for $57 for that, gives me a warning for doing 35 over the posted speed limit. Tells me to slow down and have a, and I quote, "FANTASTIC DAY". And that was it.
I look at my buddy and his face was full of astonshment. "If that had been me" he said, "I would be on my way to jail right now". I look in the backseat, and the box of beer is barely covered. If he had opened the back door, the jig would have been up. And he probably saw it anyhow, it was hard to miss all of the shiney green goodness that was beaming from the backseat.
Anyhow, we continue on our way and had a good time, no impaired fines or other driving infractions. And I keep this pic as a reminder of my good fortune.
It was December 30th, me and a buddy were heading into BC for New Years. We had left Rocky Mountain House about 20 min prior to stop for fuel, smokes, and beer of course.
We were at about beer 26 remaining, I was in my '05 Dmax, doing a good 85mph on a farely quiet 2 lane highway where the biggest concern is hitting a deer, bear or moose. Things were good. And then in the middle of a pack of oncoming cars is a marked HP car. Damn. Lights on. He had to pull over and wait for traffic to pass at which time beers 3 and 4 of 30 went out the passenger side window.
So I continue on until he catches up and then I stop.
I open the door and get out, One to clear the stink of beer out of the truck a little and Two, to give my buddy a second to throw a coat over the 30 pack which is now only a 26 pack of Pilsner-Quality you can Taste on the floor in the back.
The cop was a burly fellow, and think Barney Fife when he talked-hard to keep from laughing. He does a quick visual check in the truck but by law here, he can't "touch" anything unless he finds something in plain sight. So he looks around, wanders back to the cruiser and jumps on the radio, not saying a word. I jump in and take a pic through the window-the one in my Avatar, thinking I was about ready to get a big ticket, and possibly lose $40 worth of beer and possibly a 24hr driving suspension-great way to start a new years pisser.
He comes back and reads me the riot act about my tinted side windows, gives me a ticket for $57 for that, gives me a warning for doing 35 over the posted speed limit. Tells me to slow down and have a, and I quote, "FANTASTIC DAY". And that was it.
I look at my buddy and his face was full of astonshment. "If that had been me" he said, "I would be on my way to jail right now". I look in the backseat, and the box of beer is barely covered. If he had opened the back door, the jig would have been up. And he probably saw it anyhow, it was hard to miss all of the shiney green goodness that was beaming from the backseat.
Anyhow, we continue on our way and had a good time, no impaired fines or other driving infractions. And I keep this pic as a reminder of my good fortune.
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