Perhaps you’ve noticed the lack of blogs from all of us during Power Tour? The days went by like lightning. There was, literally, no time to blog. Here’s how our tour went.
Wake up (5:30 a.m.); shower; shave; meet in hotel lobby (7:00 a.m.); quick breakfast (7:15 a.m.); schlep bags to the truck-of-the-day (8:00 a.m.); drive to event city (usually around 300 miles); park truck at booth (2:00 p.m.); get swarmed by gawkers (2:01 p.m.); talk to people about Banks products (2:01-8:00 p.m.); pack up trailer (8:00 p.m.); eat dinner (9:00 p.m.); sleep (10:30 p.m.); zzz
Repeat six times.
Our idea to show the hot rod community that diesels really ARE hot rods, worked. Banks “train” was the talk of the Power Tour. Everyone loved our big red trucks. They were, quite possibly, the most photographed vehicles on tour.
We made many new friends. But, more importantly, we made many diesel “believers.”
Of course, we all came back to big piles of paperwork on our desks. More when the piles are a little smaller.
The Banks “Long Haul Gang”
Shown from left
Jerry “Chill” Neilsen (Covering the tour in a totally laid-back manner for Turbo Diesel Register)
Pete “Tour Manager” Treydte (Lucky we had him running our show or we’d have been scre#ed. Seriously.)
Rick “Get those engines in the trailer” McConnell (“Don’t make me get my whip.”)
Thomas “Are you going to buy that?” Boardman (Our long-hauling salesperson, who really is a nice guy. Really.)
Jon “almost long hauler” Whiteley (Our Duramax flying, loud Squizz XM playing, fix-it-while-it’s-driving mechanic.)
Jim “I’ve been on the road for 17-days” Jensen (Our other fix-it-on-the-road mechanic. “Hey, is that all the food that comes with this order?”)
Tim “I gotta pee” Gavern (“Sorry, it’s all that coffee.”)