Ahh yes the "log book "dance...never ends, must be the same with digital as it was with book copy. Digital wasn't a "thing" when I quit highway hauling. Back then "log book rest time" was a complete oxymoron...seen many a driver sitting i na truck stop stressed to the limit of a nervous breakdown trying to juggle 3 log books at a time just to be able to buy shoes for the family. 2 logs were common but it took somewhat of a genius to juggle 3 without getting slapped...hard!!!
Ah yes...inter-stating....back on new years day 1978 ( I know the year because I got married in Aug of 77) 8 of us truckers & a truck push in a pick-up tried to clear the Sweetgrass border all at the same time, we were loaded with 8" drill casing pipe to drop at a threading plant in Casper Wy. and then down to Abilene Texas (yes there are two Abilene's, one in Kansas and one in Texas) to pick a drilling rig up for delivery back to Calgary. There were 3 company owned truck & the rest of us were Owner-Op. (I was a hired driver in one of the O-O units). While clearing, one of the company driers was told to "park over there in that fenced area and attend the desk inside", while the rest of us were cleared to carry on...but we had to stick together as a group so we all found place to park for what we thought would be a few minutes, this was about 5:30-6 pm (all except the truck push who did carry on, trying to find us a night parking spot that would hold all of us). After an hours wait (you never want to rush anything at a border crossing eh) another driver and I went inside to find out what was keeping the guy (Keith was his name from Blackie Ab.)...he wasn't at the counter anymore, he was in a side room that we could see from the counter with two other suited dudes with military sidewalls and very serious looks on their faces...the side room windows & door had bars on them!! this wasn't going to end quickly was my first thought. When we asked the counter person what was up with Keith we were asked to kindly take a seat on the bench, also adding that it was now 'after hours" so she couldn't buzz us back out to the parking lot until our business was completed and Keith was our business so we would be a while.
Finally just before mid night the two dour looking dudes in the barred room came out to us and informed us that Keith had been observed inter-stating by border patrol on an earlier trip and either he had to pay a $3000 U.S cash fine (no credit card or check, it had to be cash) or he could wait till morning and take a ride with them to the Shelby court house in the morning to see a judge. If he paid the fine he could continue with us on the probationary condition that he be back at the border in no less than 16 days (our trip was supposed to take 14 days total). We all didn't want to wait for the court house so we all pooled our U.S. food & fuel traveling money and bailed him out for the trip...
For the folks reading this that don't know what the trem "inter-stating" reefer's too, it is a non US. citizen picking up a load from anyplace in U.S. and delivering it to another destination also in the U.S., it is considered taking work away from their citizens. A Canadian can deliver a load anywhere in the U.S. that originates in Canada and pick up a re-load backhaul to a Canadian destination but not point -to-point in the U.S. It sucks that American truckers can legally go point-to-point in our country but not us in theirs.
Of course Keith denied doing such a dastardly deed when accused but those boys with the military sidewalls showed him ( & us before we paid his fine) a photo album of a two week trip he had made weeks before that he had inter-stated on...they had photo's of him at every stop he made weather it was to load or unload, stop to piss or have something to eat...somebody in a black sedan followed his every move for two weeks and journaled everything...over a $400 lumber haul from Montana to North Dakota and then another from N.D. into Colorado.
I will never be amazed at the lengths the U.S. government will go to to to stop what we might consider a small insignificant infraction after that day .
We continued on with our planned itinerary for the rest of the trip, dropped pipe in Casper, hiked on down to Boulder Colorado and pickeu up a load of lumber at a re-load yard & drove it on down to Childress Texas and unloaded at a trailer manuf. yard...if you've ben paying attention you will recognize that we just inter-stated again...on the very same trip...very young and even more foolish eh.
Oh ya... the rig was still being sandblasted & painted when we arrived to pick it up so had to wait a couple days for it...Keith had 6 hours left on his 16 day probation period when we crossed back.