Ice Road Truckers (2007) s09e03 Episode Script
Trail Blazers
Now on Ice Road Truckers It's actually really scary.
Bigger hills Whoa! and bigger thrills Whoa baby, whoa baby.
kick the war on the winter roads The road's rough as shit.
into overdrive.
And one of the biggest hauls in Ice Road's history God, this is some scary ass shit right here.
could bring one driver Nobody was supposed to be on this ice crossing.
to the breaking point.
What happened to the block in the road?! In Winnipeg at Polar headquarters What do you say there, big boss man? How you doin', bud? So I've got a challenge for you here.
The boss is calling in his top dog for the most ambitious job the company has ever taken on.
We've got an oversized crane that's got to get out to Pikangikum.
Okay.
What they're building right now is probably the largest remote school in North America, massive school.
I mean, they're building history out there.
We're gonna be a part of this because we're gonna create our own little history.
This crane is well over 100,000 pounds.
- Serious? - Yeah.
Wow.
Yeah, this is the heaviest load that we've ever moved across the ice, like the heaviest by far, and this will be the heaviest load moved probably all season by anybody.
Fuck, just gave me goosebumps thinking about it.
I've tried to take every safety precaution possible here.
We're actually shutting the ice road down to make sure we don't even have an extra 1,000 pounds on the ice.
I would have said it couldn't be done.
But we've spent a lot of time on this thing and we need to get this done, and I need, I need you to do it.
We've got a policy here at Polar, I mean, if you, you have a right to say no, and I will fully respect that.
It's gonna pop and crack on you like something like we've never heard before.
Wow.
Well, you know me, Mark, I'm not gonna turn nothin' down.
If you think it can be done, I'm going in.
Let's do it.
We can get this done, man.
All right, buddy.
The 130,000 pound crane is one of the heaviest loads ever to be attempted on the ice roads.
Todd will need to haul it 300 miles to Pikangikum, and then over an ice crossing that just reopened-- after severe damage forced it to be shut down.
Everything looks good.
But if Polar and Todd can pull it off, it'll send a message throughout the industry that there's nothing they can't do.
The only way it's gonna get done that's to get going.
So, here we go.
This is kind of a badge of honour that they've given us the responsibility, but it's gonna be dangerous.
There's no two ways about it.
Well, I wanted adventure, I got one today, don't I? This is definitely the most difficult and stressful load that I've had to haul on the ice road yet.
Friggin' so much stuff running through my mind right now, I'm having a frickin' meltdown, overload.
They're shutting down the whole ice crossing for me when I get up here.
They don't want anybody else on the lake.
This doesn't happen very often.
So it's a big deal, but they have to have the crane, that's why the band has okayed it.
Come across the ice, I mean, they have to have this machine through the summer to finish building their school, and they have to get it there before the ice roads melt, otherwise there's no way to get it there to finish their school.
I am nervous about it, I'm not gonna lie.
I am human.
It's gonna be one nerve wracking son of a bitch to take this thing across that lake.
Hope my wife paid the life insurance this month.
While Polar looks to make the record books, back in Winnipeg Yeah hello, this is Darrell.
I'm looking for some loads, and I'm ready to go again.
Darrell's looking to keep his new business rolling.
You've got one load for Polar going out in three days.
Well, I'm ready to go.
I can take it right now.
And he'll do it by any means necessary.
Lisa and I, we're a new company just startin' up, we're looking for loads.
If it's not on his back, then it's up for taking, right? If Mark's got him sitting, and they're gonna be three days to a week out before he can get to them, I can walk right in and say we can take them now.
Kingfisher.
Yeah, I've been to Kingfisher.
Yeah, I'll take it, absolutely.
I'll be there and get it.
Just tell him I took it.
All right, all right.
Yeah, thanks, bye.
Today the upstart company scooped one from the reigning champ.
I just scored a load going to Kingfisher.
It was a load of Mark's.
If Mark's gonna wait three days to take this out, and I take it out today, I made you a better offer.
That is business.
Another load, another load.
The load Darrell snagged ain't easy.
Hauling a heavy 20 tonne load of building supplies over a gruelling 500 mile stretch to distant Kingfisher.
If the new business owner is gonna prove he can deliver faster than Polar, he's picked a tough one to do it with.
There we go! This is a very, very important haul for our company.
I'm under pressure.
I've got to get this load delivered on time.
I've got the opportunity, and I'm gonna take it.
I need to get as many loads out as I can and I need to be moving.
While Darrell hammers down 400 miles to the west, another rival is already on the road.
Well, she's a beautiful mornin' this mornin', b'ys.
The sun is beatin' me right in the face here.
Art Burke's on a time sensitive rescue mission for Polar Industries.
We're off to St.
Theresa's to pick up a trailer up here that's been here since last year.
I don't know if they couldn't get it out or somebody broke down and had to leave it there, or what the hell happened.
The boss needs the stranded trailer back in Winnipeg for a haul due out in the morning.
So the pressure's on Art to deliver fast.
Once the ice goes, you can't get it out, right? So it's stuck here for the whole year.
When the melt comes each season, the winter roads turn into quicksand.
Any equipment that hasn't made it out in time becomes trapped in the muskeg, and is forced to be left behind.
And when winter comes, it freezes into the ice and snow, making it nearly impossible to recover.
So we're going up to St.
Theresa's to pick that up, and we're gonna drag that back to Winnipeg, if all goes well.
I hope the tires are up on it and it's, I get the air bags to blow up and all this shit, and it's not up here laying on its side all covered in snow.
Before he can get to the trailer Hang on here, maybe.
Art's got to conquer the last slick 50 miles.
All you city slickers, I've just got the truck, eh.
There's no trailer on it.
Look at all that bobtailing.
And with no weight on the drive tires Woo.
traction is virtually impossible.
Yeah, you gotta be careful when you walk down and you're so light in the arse.
You go around a turn, the arse will go right around, eh.
To lock down you've gotta keep the momentum going, or you're not gonna pluck through it, eh.
One of these times I'll be losing 'er.
Can't see fuck at all in the sun.
Whoa, baby, whoa, baby, whoa, baby, whoa! Well, we made it to St.
Theresa's, for the love of fuck.
Now we're gonna go see if we can find that fucking trailer.
I say that's the one.
And how I'm gonna get it out of there, I have no fucking idea.
The trailer's stuck in over three feet of frozen, heavy snow.
I don't fucking believe it.
I don't get paid for fucking shovelling snow, man.
And to free it, Art's gotta shovel by hand.
Pretty much all that has to be fucking moved.
And under the trailer too, so I can back in there.
I'm looking at this trailer and I'm thinking to myself, what the fuck?! Like this is another what the fuck Mark situation, eh.
I'm gonna be happy fucking baby by the time I get this all shovelled out.
And this is before, this happens before I got a big of fucking stuff on the wheels, and all this other fucking stuff, eh.
This job is right up with sucking cock.
Sucking cock would be the worst job you could ever have, and right underneath the fucking thing would be this.
You know what, I'm not fucking doing it.
I'm not fucking doing it.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do, but I'm not shovelling that.
It's self fucking explanatory, ain't it? At Polar headquarters Hey, Mark here from Polar Industries.
Good, I'm just calling to check up on that Kingfisher load.
I'll get a guy out there in a couple days.
Mark Kohaykewych checks in with a key customer.
It's gone? Well, who got under it? Darrell Ward, eh? All right, no, no problem.
Bye bye.
Fuck! Here comes Darrel, and he's gonna stroll in her and he's gonna try and start picking away at me.
You know at the end of the day, it's money out of my pocket.
Those should have been contracts that I should have here.
He's poking the bear.
300 miles to the northeast, and the rugged trail to remote Kingfisher Well, here I am with my load.
Whoa.
Another rough winter road.
Darrell's making good time with the load he swiped from Polar, and his strategy of moving faster than his rival looks to be paying off.
Ah, boy, got a rough road though.
Hello? - Darrell! - Mark.
You're hooked on to my Kingfisher load.
What are you doing? I'm not hooked on to your Kingfisher load.
What are you talking about? I was supposed to pick that up in three days.
They told me that you couldn't take it for three days, told them I could take it right now, and they said get it out of here.
You know what, Darrell, why do you still gotta ride my coattails? Ah, you know, a customer is a customer.
Who says they're your customers? Whatever Darrell.
I don't know how you figure they're your-- Hello? Doesn't want to finish the conversation, just wants to hang up on me because he knows I'm right and he's wrong.
So, that's my load.
He couldn't get to it for three days, I got to it right today, and I'm outta here.
I need to program his number into my phone so when my phone rings I know not to answer it.
As Darrell moves on with the poached prize 150 miles to the west I've really gotta get these loads to Poplar Hill on time, undamaged, because there's a lot riding on it.
his business partner, Lisa Kelly, scored an exclusive new contract.
This is a contract, and I've got the first one in, so it's important that I make those relationships.
We just have to prove to our customer that we can handle this big contract.
We're able to take on more challenges.
But today I'm stuck in the stupid ruts.
she's battling a road with conditions unlike anything she's faced this season.
The trail to Poplar Hill refroze after a wave of warm temperatures, leaving behind a mess of frozen ruts and bumps that are punishing her truck at every turn.
I don't want to get stuck on a hill somewhere, but I also don't want to lose it for going too fast.
So I've got to find that happy medium speed that's gonna get me where I'm going, and not destroy everything in the process.
It's a challenging mission, but the young company has got to grab whatever they can get.
It feels hard to get up some of these hills because of the ruts, and the ruts are determining where my truck's gonna go instead of me.
Oh man, I'm stuck in the ruts.
See, I don't even need to drive.
It just drives itself 'cause it's in the ruts.
I'm gonna just coast over this hill.
Look, ma, no hands! I might break something, like my transmission.
Whoa! Woo-hoo! Well, that was interesting.
Those ruts up there threw me around.
I thought I was gonna fall off.
Let me see if I've still got lumber.
Yeah, still got lumber.
To reach Poplar Hill, Lisa will have to endure 100 more miles of suicidal road conditions.
Holy smokes! If she and her truck survive the trip.
This is gonna be a nightmare.
On the remote trail to Pikangikum.
If it looks like I'm stressed, it's because I am.
Dealing with great, big oversized loads like this on the ice road, it's not a whole lot of fun.
Todd Dewey's looking to make history.
Big load, overweight, skinny-ass road, bumps in the road, low load deck, ice crossings.
I mean, really, do I need to say any more than that? Hauling 130,000 pound oversized crane-- the heaviest that's ever been attempted over the trail's ice crossing.
See how more bumpier this road is? Because of the weight.
You can feel all the bumps.
These roads are not smooth.
They're very bumpy.
Lots of freaking big, huge, like you know, three, four foot tall speed bumps with all the load deck, you can't get over shit like that.
You see, this shit is heavy, so you're feeling ever little bump.
That's ridiculous.
Hang on! There's a little high centre for ya.
Whoa! We flattened out that hill with the load deck a little bit more.
Stress level is gonna be high all day until this machine is off my back.
As the snow starts picking up Ice crossing's just right at the bottom of the hill here.
it's time for Todd to put it all on the line, and face the biggest challenge of his trucking career.
This is where the real stress begins right here.
I can't take any chances whatsoever, at all.
It has to be closed down.
To take every safety precaution possible, the crossing is closed to all traffic, so no other trucks can further pressure the ice.
But this crossing's proved unstable before.
And was even shut down when severe cracks made it too risky for travel.
Worst case scenario that could ever possibly be, is a phone call from Mark to my wife saying, hey, your husband fell through the ice today, we were unable to recover him.
And that's a phone call I don't ever, ever, I don't even want to think about it.
I don't even like talking about it.
Those emotions never stop running through your head, and that's just part of the job.
I'm a nervous wreck.
I've been a nervous wreck all day.
It's only supposed to be is the maximum weight for all these ice roads.
That's truck, load, everything.
Locked rear engine, cross my fingers We're going out on the ice.
Heart's already pounding.
I'm taking this off.
I want my stocking cap on.
It's gonna get cold.
In case of emergency Fucking heavy son of a bitch, too.
Todd keeps the door open, so he can make a quick escape if the worst happens.
God, this is some scary-ass shit right here.
You don't want to be jerky with the throttle either, you want to be as smooth as you can.
Fuck, that's a cold son of a bitch, I don't care.
You can imagine what the water would feel like.
So far, so good.
It's a loud son of a bitch out there, I'll tell you what, but he's holding up.
That is loud.
I mean fucking loud.
Days like this it makes a guy wonder if the paycheque is actually worth it, or not.
This is nerve wracking right here.
Biggest load ever-- biggest load in history to cross this ice right here, I'm hauling right now.
Now she's making some noise.
Fuck! This, this is uncalled for.
Talk about effin' scary.
Come on, baby, hold together.
I've never heard anything like this in my fucking life.
That is some loud fucking shit.
I've just got to keep telling myself the joy that I'm bringing community and those kids to have a brand new school, and I'm helping them out.
It takes a lot to make me nervous, and I'm nervous.
Hold together, baby.
I'm right at-- Ooh! The speed limit.
Is there a fucking truck out on the fucking ice? Are you fucking kidding me?! Un-fucking-believable.
What happened to the block in the road?! Hauling the heaviest load in the history of Polar Industries Ooh! It takes a lot to make me nervous, and I'm nervous.
Todd Dewey's looking to shatter the company record books.
Un-fucking-believable! What happened to the block in the road?! But as another truck creeps on to the crossing, it may be breaking the scales.
There ain't supposed to be nobody else on this fucking ice.
I don't even, it looks like he's stopped, like he's just sitting there.
With 130,000 pound crane already pushing the fragile ice, even a single truck could be enough to start the pressure waves flowing from both directions, and shatter the ice.
Risking my life to help these guys out, and then we ask them to just please keep the road blocked.
Nobody was supposed to be on this ice crossing! Oh, he's turning around, he's gonna go back that way.
Unbelievable.
Absolutely scary.
A stray truck retreats, but now Todd must make it to the crossing's edge, where the ice is at its thinnest.
Tell you what, I'm not gonna be able to eat for a fucking week, my stomach is in such knots right now.
I ain't never heard anything like that in my life.
Come on, girl.
Little bit farther.
Oh, come on.
We're just about to land.
Literally about a football field length away.
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Almost there, baby.
That's it! Off the ice! One of the largest loads ever! Now that's a fucking accomplishment right there.
With the crane safely across Woo! Todd not only delivers the biggest haul of his career Super stoked! Honestly, I didn't know what was gonna happen, and I made it.
but also the heaviest in company history.
Tight.
I just completed the heaviest load to ever go across that ice crossing, ever in history.
And proving without a doubt why he's Polar's top dog.
That was the biggest accomplishment ever.
150 miles to the east, on the road to Kingfisher Back on the road again, I got a load gonna Kingfisher.
Mark was sitting on it for three days.
I told them I could get it out today.
Darrell's out to prove his company is quicker than the competition.
Now I have it.
I told them I'd get it done.
If this load doesn't get delivered on time, like I said it would, it could hurt.
Got a rocky stretch here.
Coming around the corner into a boulder patch.
Whoa! I got some rough roads underneath me.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ah, rocks! Road's narrow, and it's got rocks sticking up in it.
The road's rough as shit.
Oh, wow! Holy shit.
I've got a strange noise coming out.
I've definitely got something going wrong.
I can hear it outside, that's for sure.
Can't be having this.
This company doesn't need another breakdown.
If I have problems in here right now, I'm dead in the water.
Seems like it's getting worse.
Fuck! I'm gonna stop here, I'm gonna pop my hood open, and I'gonna e I can figure out what the fuck is going on with my truck.
Well, hey, this is probably it, right here.
Right here.
I can feel the air leaking out of it.
The rough road has wreaked havoc on Darrell's rig, busting a hose clamp, and causing him to lose air pressure, fast.
So the hose goes to my EGR cooler, so the turbo pressure is leaking out on the exhaust side.
With the promised load stranded 200 miles from the closest town, the new business owner may have bitten off more than he can chew.
I don't have a hose clamp, so I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.
In northern Ontario I've got a busted hose clamp.
I can feel the air leaking out of it.
I don't have a hose clamp, so I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.
Darrell Ward's dead in the water.
I don't have shit in here to fix it with.
And now to back up his claim he can deliver faster than Polar, he's gotta get back on the road fast, or risk destroying his company's reputation.
I need something that I can wrap around it, and tighten it up.
Got peanut butter and jelly.
Have some fucking zip ties though.
I bet I can make a zip tie work.
If I put two of them on, maybe that'll hold.
I guess one way to find out is try it.
Darrell's plan is to secure the hose using plastic zip ties, hoping they're strong enough to seal the leak.
Got to put a couple of them on there because it's pretty hard to get it tight.
I can get it to go around it.
There's one.
When you're out in the bush, you don't have the parts store on the next corner, and if you don't have what it takes to fix this problem, you'd better have a good imagination.
I'm gonna run with two, and see if that's enough.
I don't feel air coming out of it.
Well, I'm gonna try that and run with it, and see if it fixed it.
All right.
Well, we'll see how my repair job did.
With a quick fix in place, Darrell listens to hear if he's still leaking air.
Well, I took care of that noise, didn't it.
On the road again.
When you're out on the road, it's hard to carry your shop with you, so you throw in what you know is necessity, and make it work.
It would have been a disaster.
So always carry enough tools to get the job done-- keep on trucking.
50 miles up the road All right, rock 'n roll.
Darrell reaches Kingfisher.
That's how we do that shit in my neighbourhood.
Making good on his promise, and proving his new company is a major player on the winter roads.
This company is really starting to make a name for itself.
Lisa and I have been pushing really hard to get the jobs done, get the loads delivered on time.
Things are looking up.
While Darrell scores big, 200 miles to the west, in St.
Theresa Point I don't get paid for fucking shovelling snow, man.
Art Burke may be digging his own grave with Polar.
You know what, I'm not fucking doing it.
I'm not fucking doing it, this shit.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do, but I'm not shovelling that.
On an urgent mission to deliver an abandoned trailer by morning So now what? mountains of snow and ice are proving too much to overcome.
If that fucking snow wasn't there, man, I'd be able to fuck right off with it.
Whoa.
Woo.
Look what I found here, b'y, a bobcat.
But Art may have found an even bigger shovel.
It's a long time since I drove one of them, like a long fucking time.
I'm probably gonna be CENSORED.
Now just put it back where it was, and nobody will fucking notice.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Holy fuck! Yeah! Thank fuck that's over with.
Goa put this fucking thing back, get the fuck out of here before they figure out that I stole it.
But we got 'er, that's the main thing, right? We got 'er.
With the snow cleared Okay, let's try her now.
now comes the moment of truth.
No.
Fuck.
No! But the tires are still frozen into the ground and the trailer ain't budging.
Fuck! Fucking shit! It won't even fucking jiggle.
Never fucking ends.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do now.
In St.
Theresa Point We're fucking in deep there, buddy.
Art Burke's spent 14 hours trying to dig his way out of trouble.
Isn't this lovely? But so far, the abandoned trailer and its frozen wheels are winning the war.
Okay let's try 'er now.
Come on! Come on! Come on! Let's turn and fucking burn here! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! We have one wheel that's not turning on the ass now.
Yeah, we're fucking in deep there, buddy.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! That's beautiful.
That ought to do it.
Okay, let's try 'er now.
Ah, come on, for fuck's sake.
I'm just about ready to fucking completely fucking lose it.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa b'y, whoa! Move! Ha ha! We got the bitch, buddy.
Art's determination finally pays off as the trailer is free and on its way back to Winnipeg.
Long day, b'y.
What a fucking show, eh? Today was a rough day for me, man.
My leg hurts, my wrist hurts.
This wasn't a good load.
This was a terrible load, and the next time they give me a load that's all fucked like this, I'm not fucking taking it.
But we got the load, and that's the main thing.
That's That's all I give a fuck about.
While Art heads for home, 150 miles to the south So I've really gotta get to Poplar Hill because I'm just trying to make a good reputation for the Darrell and Lisa company.
Lisa's trying to deliver on a contract she wrangled for the new company.
These roads are you know, they're pretty bumpy, so I've slowed down a lot, and I don't want to break the truck.
Number one, I like it, number two, I gotta pay for it.
For hours, Lisa's been battling the destroyed winter road through every bump Whoooaaaa! and hill.
Whoa-hoo! Now the trail's got one more surprise for her.
Oh crap.
But I can't see the other side at all to see how big it is, or if it's a river, or if it's a lake.
I can't tell.
An unmarked ice crossing, she'll have to pass in the dead of night.
It's kind of risky to me.
All right, I'm gonna try this.
Pull my load of lumber across this thing.
I'm having a hard time seeing where the heck the road is.
It's like, it doesn't even look like it's been ploughed recently, it just looks like tracks have crossed it.
I'm just taking it careful.
I can't tell where the other side is.
I see either a light or something reflective.
I can't tell, I can't tell what that is.
There's a snow cat that's like, it's like halfway through the ice! Okay that's, that's nuts.
That'll make you rethink it.
There's a snow cat already halfway through the ice.
Just you know, just a mini heart attack.
You know, it doesn't matter if you respect the ice, the ice will never respect you back.
You respect the ice so you can live.
The ice doesn't care.
It'll eat you like you, like you're nobody.
Freeze right over top of you and pretend you were never there.
Geez.
Well here's the other side, thank goodness sakes.
Woo-hoo! I made it! Okay.
I'm glad to be off that ice.
We're here.
Nice! Lisa survives the journey to Poplar Hill.
Another load for Lisa and Darrell.
With a big contract filled, the new business owner's gettin' it done and the balance of power on the winter roads is truly up for grabs.
I'm glad this trip went well, I didn't fall through the ice.
I got the load there on time.
I'm out of here.
Next time on Ice Road Truckers Pleasure to be here.
a new soldier joins the battle.
I got more tricks up my sleeve than Houdini.
But you've never been on the ice? It's a whole different ball game out here.
But the rough roads Oh, here we go! Here we go! Fuck! may win the war.
Holy shit! And for the veterans I'm stuck.
it's a fight Man, it is cracking.
just to stay alive.
Ah!
Bigger hills Whoa! and bigger thrills Whoa baby, whoa baby.
kick the war on the winter roads The road's rough as shit.
into overdrive.
And one of the biggest hauls in Ice Road's history God, this is some scary ass shit right here.
could bring one driver Nobody was supposed to be on this ice crossing.
to the breaking point.
What happened to the block in the road?! In Winnipeg at Polar headquarters What do you say there, big boss man? How you doin', bud? So I've got a challenge for you here.
The boss is calling in his top dog for the most ambitious job the company has ever taken on.
We've got an oversized crane that's got to get out to Pikangikum.
Okay.
What they're building right now is probably the largest remote school in North America, massive school.
I mean, they're building history out there.
We're gonna be a part of this because we're gonna create our own little history.
This crane is well over 100,000 pounds.
- Serious? - Yeah.
Wow.
Yeah, this is the heaviest load that we've ever moved across the ice, like the heaviest by far, and this will be the heaviest load moved probably all season by anybody.
Fuck, just gave me goosebumps thinking about it.
I've tried to take every safety precaution possible here.
We're actually shutting the ice road down to make sure we don't even have an extra 1,000 pounds on the ice.
I would have said it couldn't be done.
But we've spent a lot of time on this thing and we need to get this done, and I need, I need you to do it.
We've got a policy here at Polar, I mean, if you, you have a right to say no, and I will fully respect that.
It's gonna pop and crack on you like something like we've never heard before.
Wow.
Well, you know me, Mark, I'm not gonna turn nothin' down.
If you think it can be done, I'm going in.
Let's do it.
We can get this done, man.
All right, buddy.
The 130,000 pound crane is one of the heaviest loads ever to be attempted on the ice roads.
Todd will need to haul it 300 miles to Pikangikum, and then over an ice crossing that just reopened-- after severe damage forced it to be shut down.
Everything looks good.
But if Polar and Todd can pull it off, it'll send a message throughout the industry that there's nothing they can't do.
The only way it's gonna get done that's to get going.
So, here we go.
This is kind of a badge of honour that they've given us the responsibility, but it's gonna be dangerous.
There's no two ways about it.
Well, I wanted adventure, I got one today, don't I? This is definitely the most difficult and stressful load that I've had to haul on the ice road yet.
Friggin' so much stuff running through my mind right now, I'm having a frickin' meltdown, overload.
They're shutting down the whole ice crossing for me when I get up here.
They don't want anybody else on the lake.
This doesn't happen very often.
So it's a big deal, but they have to have the crane, that's why the band has okayed it.
Come across the ice, I mean, they have to have this machine through the summer to finish building their school, and they have to get it there before the ice roads melt, otherwise there's no way to get it there to finish their school.
I am nervous about it, I'm not gonna lie.
I am human.
It's gonna be one nerve wracking son of a bitch to take this thing across that lake.
Hope my wife paid the life insurance this month.
While Polar looks to make the record books, back in Winnipeg Yeah hello, this is Darrell.
I'm looking for some loads, and I'm ready to go again.
Darrell's looking to keep his new business rolling.
You've got one load for Polar going out in three days.
Well, I'm ready to go.
I can take it right now.
And he'll do it by any means necessary.
Lisa and I, we're a new company just startin' up, we're looking for loads.
If it's not on his back, then it's up for taking, right? If Mark's got him sitting, and they're gonna be three days to a week out before he can get to them, I can walk right in and say we can take them now.
Kingfisher.
Yeah, I've been to Kingfisher.
Yeah, I'll take it, absolutely.
I'll be there and get it.
Just tell him I took it.
All right, all right.
Yeah, thanks, bye.
Today the upstart company scooped one from the reigning champ.
I just scored a load going to Kingfisher.
It was a load of Mark's.
If Mark's gonna wait three days to take this out, and I take it out today, I made you a better offer.
That is business.
Another load, another load.
The load Darrell snagged ain't easy.
Hauling a heavy 20 tonne load of building supplies over a gruelling 500 mile stretch to distant Kingfisher.
If the new business owner is gonna prove he can deliver faster than Polar, he's picked a tough one to do it with.
There we go! This is a very, very important haul for our company.
I'm under pressure.
I've got to get this load delivered on time.
I've got the opportunity, and I'm gonna take it.
I need to get as many loads out as I can and I need to be moving.
While Darrell hammers down 400 miles to the west, another rival is already on the road.
Well, she's a beautiful mornin' this mornin', b'ys.
The sun is beatin' me right in the face here.
Art Burke's on a time sensitive rescue mission for Polar Industries.
We're off to St.
Theresa's to pick up a trailer up here that's been here since last year.
I don't know if they couldn't get it out or somebody broke down and had to leave it there, or what the hell happened.
The boss needs the stranded trailer back in Winnipeg for a haul due out in the morning.
So the pressure's on Art to deliver fast.
Once the ice goes, you can't get it out, right? So it's stuck here for the whole year.
When the melt comes each season, the winter roads turn into quicksand.
Any equipment that hasn't made it out in time becomes trapped in the muskeg, and is forced to be left behind.
And when winter comes, it freezes into the ice and snow, making it nearly impossible to recover.
So we're going up to St.
Theresa's to pick that up, and we're gonna drag that back to Winnipeg, if all goes well.
I hope the tires are up on it and it's, I get the air bags to blow up and all this shit, and it's not up here laying on its side all covered in snow.
Before he can get to the trailer Hang on here, maybe.
Art's got to conquer the last slick 50 miles.
All you city slickers, I've just got the truck, eh.
There's no trailer on it.
Look at all that bobtailing.
And with no weight on the drive tires Woo.
traction is virtually impossible.
Yeah, you gotta be careful when you walk down and you're so light in the arse.
You go around a turn, the arse will go right around, eh.
To lock down you've gotta keep the momentum going, or you're not gonna pluck through it, eh.
One of these times I'll be losing 'er.
Can't see fuck at all in the sun.
Whoa, baby, whoa, baby, whoa, baby, whoa! Well, we made it to St.
Theresa's, for the love of fuck.
Now we're gonna go see if we can find that fucking trailer.
I say that's the one.
And how I'm gonna get it out of there, I have no fucking idea.
The trailer's stuck in over three feet of frozen, heavy snow.
I don't fucking believe it.
I don't get paid for fucking shovelling snow, man.
And to free it, Art's gotta shovel by hand.
Pretty much all that has to be fucking moved.
And under the trailer too, so I can back in there.
I'm looking at this trailer and I'm thinking to myself, what the fuck?! Like this is another what the fuck Mark situation, eh.
I'm gonna be happy fucking baby by the time I get this all shovelled out.
And this is before, this happens before I got a big of fucking stuff on the wheels, and all this other fucking stuff, eh.
This job is right up with sucking cock.
Sucking cock would be the worst job you could ever have, and right underneath the fucking thing would be this.
You know what, I'm not fucking doing it.
I'm not fucking doing it.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do, but I'm not shovelling that.
It's self fucking explanatory, ain't it? At Polar headquarters Hey, Mark here from Polar Industries.
Good, I'm just calling to check up on that Kingfisher load.
I'll get a guy out there in a couple days.
Mark Kohaykewych checks in with a key customer.
It's gone? Well, who got under it? Darrell Ward, eh? All right, no, no problem.
Bye bye.
Fuck! Here comes Darrel, and he's gonna stroll in her and he's gonna try and start picking away at me.
You know at the end of the day, it's money out of my pocket.
Those should have been contracts that I should have here.
He's poking the bear.
300 miles to the northeast, and the rugged trail to remote Kingfisher Well, here I am with my load.
Whoa.
Another rough winter road.
Darrell's making good time with the load he swiped from Polar, and his strategy of moving faster than his rival looks to be paying off.
Ah, boy, got a rough road though.
Hello? - Darrell! - Mark.
You're hooked on to my Kingfisher load.
What are you doing? I'm not hooked on to your Kingfisher load.
What are you talking about? I was supposed to pick that up in three days.
They told me that you couldn't take it for three days, told them I could take it right now, and they said get it out of here.
You know what, Darrell, why do you still gotta ride my coattails? Ah, you know, a customer is a customer.
Who says they're your customers? Whatever Darrell.
I don't know how you figure they're your-- Hello? Doesn't want to finish the conversation, just wants to hang up on me because he knows I'm right and he's wrong.
So, that's my load.
He couldn't get to it for three days, I got to it right today, and I'm outta here.
I need to program his number into my phone so when my phone rings I know not to answer it.
As Darrell moves on with the poached prize 150 miles to the west I've really gotta get these loads to Poplar Hill on time, undamaged, because there's a lot riding on it.
his business partner, Lisa Kelly, scored an exclusive new contract.
This is a contract, and I've got the first one in, so it's important that I make those relationships.
We just have to prove to our customer that we can handle this big contract.
We're able to take on more challenges.
But today I'm stuck in the stupid ruts.
she's battling a road with conditions unlike anything she's faced this season.
The trail to Poplar Hill refroze after a wave of warm temperatures, leaving behind a mess of frozen ruts and bumps that are punishing her truck at every turn.
I don't want to get stuck on a hill somewhere, but I also don't want to lose it for going too fast.
So I've got to find that happy medium speed that's gonna get me where I'm going, and not destroy everything in the process.
It's a challenging mission, but the young company has got to grab whatever they can get.
It feels hard to get up some of these hills because of the ruts, and the ruts are determining where my truck's gonna go instead of me.
Oh man, I'm stuck in the ruts.
See, I don't even need to drive.
It just drives itself 'cause it's in the ruts.
I'm gonna just coast over this hill.
Look, ma, no hands! I might break something, like my transmission.
Whoa! Woo-hoo! Well, that was interesting.
Those ruts up there threw me around.
I thought I was gonna fall off.
Let me see if I've still got lumber.
Yeah, still got lumber.
To reach Poplar Hill, Lisa will have to endure 100 more miles of suicidal road conditions.
Holy smokes! If she and her truck survive the trip.
This is gonna be a nightmare.
On the remote trail to Pikangikum.
If it looks like I'm stressed, it's because I am.
Dealing with great, big oversized loads like this on the ice road, it's not a whole lot of fun.
Todd Dewey's looking to make history.
Big load, overweight, skinny-ass road, bumps in the road, low load deck, ice crossings.
I mean, really, do I need to say any more than that? Hauling 130,000 pound oversized crane-- the heaviest that's ever been attempted over the trail's ice crossing.
See how more bumpier this road is? Because of the weight.
You can feel all the bumps.
These roads are not smooth.
They're very bumpy.
Lots of freaking big, huge, like you know, three, four foot tall speed bumps with all the load deck, you can't get over shit like that.
You see, this shit is heavy, so you're feeling ever little bump.
That's ridiculous.
Hang on! There's a little high centre for ya.
Whoa! We flattened out that hill with the load deck a little bit more.
Stress level is gonna be high all day until this machine is off my back.
As the snow starts picking up Ice crossing's just right at the bottom of the hill here.
it's time for Todd to put it all on the line, and face the biggest challenge of his trucking career.
This is where the real stress begins right here.
I can't take any chances whatsoever, at all.
It has to be closed down.
To take every safety precaution possible, the crossing is closed to all traffic, so no other trucks can further pressure the ice.
But this crossing's proved unstable before.
And was even shut down when severe cracks made it too risky for travel.
Worst case scenario that could ever possibly be, is a phone call from Mark to my wife saying, hey, your husband fell through the ice today, we were unable to recover him.
And that's a phone call I don't ever, ever, I don't even want to think about it.
I don't even like talking about it.
Those emotions never stop running through your head, and that's just part of the job.
I'm a nervous wreck.
I've been a nervous wreck all day.
It's only supposed to be is the maximum weight for all these ice roads.
That's truck, load, everything.
Locked rear engine, cross my fingers We're going out on the ice.
Heart's already pounding.
I'm taking this off.
I want my stocking cap on.
It's gonna get cold.
In case of emergency Fucking heavy son of a bitch, too.
Todd keeps the door open, so he can make a quick escape if the worst happens.
God, this is some scary-ass shit right here.
You don't want to be jerky with the throttle either, you want to be as smooth as you can.
Fuck, that's a cold son of a bitch, I don't care.
You can imagine what the water would feel like.
So far, so good.
It's a loud son of a bitch out there, I'll tell you what, but he's holding up.
That is loud.
I mean fucking loud.
Days like this it makes a guy wonder if the paycheque is actually worth it, or not.
This is nerve wracking right here.
Biggest load ever-- biggest load in history to cross this ice right here, I'm hauling right now.
Now she's making some noise.
Fuck! This, this is uncalled for.
Talk about effin' scary.
Come on, baby, hold together.
I've never heard anything like this in my fucking life.
That is some loud fucking shit.
I've just got to keep telling myself the joy that I'm bringing community and those kids to have a brand new school, and I'm helping them out.
It takes a lot to make me nervous, and I'm nervous.
Hold together, baby.
I'm right at-- Ooh! The speed limit.
Is there a fucking truck out on the fucking ice? Are you fucking kidding me?! Un-fucking-believable.
What happened to the block in the road?! Hauling the heaviest load in the history of Polar Industries Ooh! It takes a lot to make me nervous, and I'm nervous.
Todd Dewey's looking to shatter the company record books.
Un-fucking-believable! What happened to the block in the road?! But as another truck creeps on to the crossing, it may be breaking the scales.
There ain't supposed to be nobody else on this fucking ice.
I don't even, it looks like he's stopped, like he's just sitting there.
With 130,000 pound crane already pushing the fragile ice, even a single truck could be enough to start the pressure waves flowing from both directions, and shatter the ice.
Risking my life to help these guys out, and then we ask them to just please keep the road blocked.
Nobody was supposed to be on this ice crossing! Oh, he's turning around, he's gonna go back that way.
Unbelievable.
Absolutely scary.
A stray truck retreats, but now Todd must make it to the crossing's edge, where the ice is at its thinnest.
Tell you what, I'm not gonna be able to eat for a fucking week, my stomach is in such knots right now.
I ain't never heard anything like that in my life.
Come on, girl.
Little bit farther.
Oh, come on.
We're just about to land.
Literally about a football field length away.
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Almost there, baby.
That's it! Off the ice! One of the largest loads ever! Now that's a fucking accomplishment right there.
With the crane safely across Woo! Todd not only delivers the biggest haul of his career Super stoked! Honestly, I didn't know what was gonna happen, and I made it.
but also the heaviest in company history.
Tight.
I just completed the heaviest load to ever go across that ice crossing, ever in history.
And proving without a doubt why he's Polar's top dog.
That was the biggest accomplishment ever.
150 miles to the east, on the road to Kingfisher Back on the road again, I got a load gonna Kingfisher.
Mark was sitting on it for three days.
I told them I could get it out today.
Darrell's out to prove his company is quicker than the competition.
Now I have it.
I told them I'd get it done.
If this load doesn't get delivered on time, like I said it would, it could hurt.
Got a rocky stretch here.
Coming around the corner into a boulder patch.
Whoa! I got some rough roads underneath me.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ah, rocks! Road's narrow, and it's got rocks sticking up in it.
The road's rough as shit.
Oh, wow! Holy shit.
I've got a strange noise coming out.
I've definitely got something going wrong.
I can hear it outside, that's for sure.
Can't be having this.
This company doesn't need another breakdown.
If I have problems in here right now, I'm dead in the water.
Seems like it's getting worse.
Fuck! I'm gonna stop here, I'm gonna pop my hood open, and I'gonna e I can figure out what the fuck is going on with my truck.
Well, hey, this is probably it, right here.
Right here.
I can feel the air leaking out of it.
The rough road has wreaked havoc on Darrell's rig, busting a hose clamp, and causing him to lose air pressure, fast.
So the hose goes to my EGR cooler, so the turbo pressure is leaking out on the exhaust side.
With the promised load stranded 200 miles from the closest town, the new business owner may have bitten off more than he can chew.
I don't have a hose clamp, so I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.
In northern Ontario I've got a busted hose clamp.
I can feel the air leaking out of it.
I don't have a hose clamp, so I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do.
Darrell Ward's dead in the water.
I don't have shit in here to fix it with.
And now to back up his claim he can deliver faster than Polar, he's gotta get back on the road fast, or risk destroying his company's reputation.
I need something that I can wrap around it, and tighten it up.
Got peanut butter and jelly.
Have some fucking zip ties though.
I bet I can make a zip tie work.
If I put two of them on, maybe that'll hold.
I guess one way to find out is try it.
Darrell's plan is to secure the hose using plastic zip ties, hoping they're strong enough to seal the leak.
Got to put a couple of them on there because it's pretty hard to get it tight.
I can get it to go around it.
There's one.
When you're out in the bush, you don't have the parts store on the next corner, and if you don't have what it takes to fix this problem, you'd better have a good imagination.
I'm gonna run with two, and see if that's enough.
I don't feel air coming out of it.
Well, I'm gonna try that and run with it, and see if it fixed it.
All right.
Well, we'll see how my repair job did.
With a quick fix in place, Darrell listens to hear if he's still leaking air.
Well, I took care of that noise, didn't it.
On the road again.
When you're out on the road, it's hard to carry your shop with you, so you throw in what you know is necessity, and make it work.
It would have been a disaster.
So always carry enough tools to get the job done-- keep on trucking.
50 miles up the road All right, rock 'n roll.
Darrell reaches Kingfisher.
That's how we do that shit in my neighbourhood.
Making good on his promise, and proving his new company is a major player on the winter roads.
This company is really starting to make a name for itself.
Lisa and I have been pushing really hard to get the jobs done, get the loads delivered on time.
Things are looking up.
While Darrell scores big, 200 miles to the west, in St.
Theresa Point I don't get paid for fucking shovelling snow, man.
Art Burke may be digging his own grave with Polar.
You know what, I'm not fucking doing it.
I'm not fucking doing it, this shit.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do, but I'm not shovelling that.
On an urgent mission to deliver an abandoned trailer by morning So now what? mountains of snow and ice are proving too much to overcome.
If that fucking snow wasn't there, man, I'd be able to fuck right off with it.
Whoa.
Woo.
Look what I found here, b'y, a bobcat.
But Art may have found an even bigger shovel.
It's a long time since I drove one of them, like a long fucking time.
I'm probably gonna be CENSORED.
Now just put it back where it was, and nobody will fucking notice.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Holy fuck! Yeah! Thank fuck that's over with.
Goa put this fucking thing back, get the fuck out of here before they figure out that I stole it.
But we got 'er, that's the main thing, right? We got 'er.
With the snow cleared Okay, let's try her now.
now comes the moment of truth.
No.
Fuck.
No! But the tires are still frozen into the ground and the trailer ain't budging.
Fuck! Fucking shit! It won't even fucking jiggle.
Never fucking ends.
I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do now.
In St.
Theresa Point We're fucking in deep there, buddy.
Art Burke's spent 14 hours trying to dig his way out of trouble.
Isn't this lovely? But so far, the abandoned trailer and its frozen wheels are winning the war.
Okay let's try 'er now.
Come on! Come on! Come on! Let's turn and fucking burn here! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! We have one wheel that's not turning on the ass now.
Yeah, we're fucking in deep there, buddy.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! That's beautiful.
That ought to do it.
Okay, let's try 'er now.
Ah, come on, for fuck's sake.
I'm just about ready to fucking completely fucking lose it.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa b'y, whoa! Move! Ha ha! We got the bitch, buddy.
Art's determination finally pays off as the trailer is free and on its way back to Winnipeg.
Long day, b'y.
What a fucking show, eh? Today was a rough day for me, man.
My leg hurts, my wrist hurts.
This wasn't a good load.
This was a terrible load, and the next time they give me a load that's all fucked like this, I'm not fucking taking it.
But we got the load, and that's the main thing.
That's That's all I give a fuck about.
While Art heads for home, 150 miles to the south So I've really gotta get to Poplar Hill because I'm just trying to make a good reputation for the Darrell and Lisa company.
Lisa's trying to deliver on a contract she wrangled for the new company.
These roads are you know, they're pretty bumpy, so I've slowed down a lot, and I don't want to break the truck.
Number one, I like it, number two, I gotta pay for it.
For hours, Lisa's been battling the destroyed winter road through every bump Whoooaaaa! and hill.
Whoa-hoo! Now the trail's got one more surprise for her.
Oh crap.
But I can't see the other side at all to see how big it is, or if it's a river, or if it's a lake.
I can't tell.
An unmarked ice crossing, she'll have to pass in the dead of night.
It's kind of risky to me.
All right, I'm gonna try this.
Pull my load of lumber across this thing.
I'm having a hard time seeing where the heck the road is.
It's like, it doesn't even look like it's been ploughed recently, it just looks like tracks have crossed it.
I'm just taking it careful.
I can't tell where the other side is.
I see either a light or something reflective.
I can't tell, I can't tell what that is.
There's a snow cat that's like, it's like halfway through the ice! Okay that's, that's nuts.
That'll make you rethink it.
There's a snow cat already halfway through the ice.
Just you know, just a mini heart attack.
You know, it doesn't matter if you respect the ice, the ice will never respect you back.
You respect the ice so you can live.
The ice doesn't care.
It'll eat you like you, like you're nobody.
Freeze right over top of you and pretend you were never there.
Geez.
Well here's the other side, thank goodness sakes.
Woo-hoo! I made it! Okay.
I'm glad to be off that ice.
We're here.
Nice! Lisa survives the journey to Poplar Hill.
Another load for Lisa and Darrell.
With a big contract filled, the new business owner's gettin' it done and the balance of power on the winter roads is truly up for grabs.
I'm glad this trip went well, I didn't fall through the ice.
I got the load there on time.
I'm out of here.
Next time on Ice Road Truckers Pleasure to be here.
a new soldier joins the battle.
I got more tricks up my sleeve than Houdini.
But you've never been on the ice? It's a whole different ball game out here.
But the rough roads Oh, here we go! Here we go! Fuck! may win the war.
Holy shit! And for the veterans I'm stuck.
it's a fight Man, it is cracking.
just to stay alive.
Ah!