tiptop495:
robert1952:
Here’s a pic I found on the net, which reminds us that about this time of the year the weather starts to deteriorate as the Middle-East driver heads into Eastern Europe and Turkey - time to forget about sun and sand for another thousand or so miles! Robert
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Hey Robert, Always the same why no fuel heaters or airdryers as thy were already aviable from the '70 on.
Had for a while auto snowchains, not that it was THE solution, but nice in some points.
In France it began already with the fuel, lets alone Turkey or Russia, if you could was to buy at army guys but …
Eric,
Hi Eric,
I think there are a couple of points here. The continental companies were probably used to sending vehicles all over Europe, if not actually to the middle east in the early seventies. Long distance in the UK was London - Glasgow. Very long distance Southampton - Aberdeen. If you consider a Swedish Winter and a Spanish Summer, these were conditions that UK companies had never experienced, so wax in the fuel and frozen airlines really were another world. As for air conditioning, well you just open the window!
I was walking down the main street of my local town with my sister in law in Summer, 1978, it was a hot day, high seventies (maybe 25 centigrade). She wiped her brow and asked ‘Phew, is it this hot in Saudi John?’ I explained that it didn’t even get this cold in the middle of the night in Summer and this was more like a pleasant Winter’s day, I could see the look of disbelief on her face. It was impossible to explain that if you put the blower on ‘cold’, the air coming out would burn you!
Plus, most of the British companies and owner drivers who dived into this expanding market as well as having very little idea of what to expect were already struggling financially - transport costs were traditionally squeezed by manufacturers, and some of you chaps still doing it will tell me they still are!
So! Unsuitable trucks, poor equipment with no money to buy any more, very little knowledge of what we actually faced - plus when I set off on my first trip in january 1976, the coldest Winter for 50 years. I was lucky, I drove a Scania 140. A Swede asked a Scots lad how many trips he had done in a Guy Big J, with a Gardner 180 and one of those parcel shelf sleeper cabs. He replied ‘Three.’
The Swedish guy shook his head in amazement. The lad just said something like ‘Well, what am I going to do at home, there’s no work.’
Generally speaking, despite everything, with some exceptions, we got there and we got back, one way or another.
John