I rode behind this truck on the Tradeport and was laughing (inside my helmet) at it. I made a decision that if he turned the same direction I was heading at this one intersection, that I would try to follow him to get a photo. He turned. I thought he would go to a construction site, my mind was spinning trying to do an internal "Google Maps" kind of thing to locate a construction site in the direction we were going (there are none, the other direction had a bunch). Turns out he went to the "Septage Receiving Station" which was news to me. It is a gated off area just down the street from where I work. I parked the bike outside the gated area and walked in with my camera (in my riding gear again). I tried to find someone to ask permission, but there was no one around. I certainly couldn't have been mistaken for spying, I was in my neon orange riding jacket. Just a note, the hose coming directly out the back doesn't come anywhere near where I was standing, it doglegged to camera left into that building which must be the "Receiving Portion" of said building. I sure home there isn't a cafeteria in there.
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