Keep on Trucking

In Diana Lyles by Diana


I’ll be the first tell you that I’m horrible at keeping my truck clean. I loathe washing and vacuuming it, just knowing that it will be dirty within hours of getting it clean. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my truck. However, I own a truck for a reason. That reason is: I need a vehicle that compliments my lifestyle and who I am. Hunting, fishing, and spending time in the outdoors just doesn’t fit well with owning a small car. Muddy paths, driving on the surf, fishing, and hauling whatever game I am hunting, calls for owning a truck.

That all being said, I can tell my story. I broke down today and decided to clean my truck. It took a beating this turkey season and with all the rain we’ve had, it looked pretty rough. The outside was just plain nasty, and well let’s just say the inside was worse and leave it at that. As I was washing it, I started thinking about how my truck really does reflect who I am and how my turkey season went. No….. I don’t mean I’m nasty. I prefer the outside of my truck and my closet (please tell me I’m not the only one that has clothes all over the floor of their closet) to be neat and clean. My husband is retired military and is a neat freak. After 24 years of marriage that has rubbed off on me. There is a place for everything and everything should be in its place.

Okay back to my truck, just so you’re clear that I’m not nasty we can continue.

As I washed the old 2004 Dodge Ram I noticed a few more scratches had been added this turkey season, she has a couple new dents and dings, and the ole girl just doesn’t shine like she used too. She’s got close to 100,000 miles on her and you can see the wear and tear that comes with age. That’s when I realized I’m a lot like my truck.

I’ve been through and seen a lot in my life and have some dents and dings from it myself. My hair has faded to gray just like my truck’s paint is fading and I have a few scars to my body and my pride after this turkey season. Sitting for 15 hours in a turkey blind this year I realized that I am definitely not as young as used to be, but like my truck I’m still strong, reliable, and have many more adventures to make and hills to climb. Although I may be getting older and my pride was dented I’m not giving up. I know in hunting, like life, there will be bumps along the way but just like the shocks on my truck, I’ll absorb it and keep moving. I just need to refuel, realign, and get back out there and do what was I was made to do, be an outdoors woman.

So this next week, my truck is going to get a new coat of wax and I’ll be getting the gray hairs covered and just like my truck we both clean up pretty good and look years younger after some love and attention. Haha

My lessons learned this turkey season:
• Keep on trucking even when you hit a bump in the road.
• Make sure you have a comfortable seat if you’re going to sit all day in a blind hunting.


P.S. If you see a black Dodge Ram with a sticker in the back glass that reads “You’ve just been passed by a GIRL with a Hemi” be sure to wave.