Original subtitles

NARRATOR: Tonight, on Ice Road Truckers,

a monster load pushes Lisa to her limits.

-Uh-oh.

Uh.

NARRATOR: The Canadian wilderness takes its toll.

-Dirty bitch.

The rookie is in hot water.

-Ah, heh.

NARRATOR: And Dave Redmon's second chance may be his last.

-Let me ask you your honest opinion.

Do you think I give a [bleep]?

[theme music]

NARRATOR: In Fairbanks, Alaska--

-Early morning, 7:30.

See what I got today.

NARRATOR: Lisa Kelly is up earlier,

looking to build on her lead in the load count.

-OK, there's the car hauler.

NARRATOR: But today's heavy haul promises trouble.

-Yeah, it's going to be 16 1/2 feet tall.

Going to have to have your beacon on, two oversize signs.

-Gotcha.

-You're speed restricted, you can only move 45 miles an hour

maximum.

-OK.

I have the car hauler today.

I haven't got to do the car hauler since last year, when

I flunked and failed miserably, so I'm

not going to do that again.

NARRATOR: Last winter--

-Take her slow, try not to blow anything off the trailer.

NARRATOR: Lisa's biggest failure was

having to trade out on a car hauler

on her first run of the season.

-What?

It's oversize.

If I can get it to move.

NARRATOR: This time, Lisa will be on her own.

If she struggles with the hauler,

there's no back-up plan.

LISA: I have to make it today, because I don't have anyone

to swap the trailer out to, right now.

I'm going to make it one way or another.

You watch.

NARRATOR: Back at the yard-- PHIL: What's happening?

TONY: Hey, what's going on?

-Where's Dave?

-He's at Coldfoot waiting for you.

-I thought you were bringing him down to us?

-I was.

-Left him there, huh?

-I did.

NARRATOR: Two days ago, Tony Molesky's training run

with Dave Redmon didn't go well.

DAVE: You're on my ass, non-stop.

I mean, I can't even turn into a [bleep] parking lot without you

over there.

-They're legitimate, man, every time

that I've said these things, it's been legit.

All of them!

And then he kind of-- kind of tripped out,

and got really disrespectful.

And I don't think he liked hearing what I had to say.

He's really not welcome back in here, to be honest with you.

-Oh. So that's why he's at Coldfoot?

So that's why he's at Coldfoot? TONY: Pretty much.

NARRATOR: 250 miles up the road--

DAVE: I'm in Coldfoot, for the second night

now, and still have no loads.

If they'd just let me drive the [bleep] truck.

NARRATOR: --veteran instructor Phil Krom

will have to pick up where Tony left off.

TONY: I'd rather not-- PHIL: OK.

---deal with him any more, to be honest with you.

PHIL: OK. Well, I'll see if I can, and--

-Yeah.

-So where do you think Tony is right now?

Bad mouthing me.

-'Cause you and I both know, um, with a bad attitude,

that's not going to last long up here.

-Uh-uh.

-As soon as I step into Phil's truck,

I'll be behind the eight ball, the minute

I sit down in the seat. -Take it easy.

-You too.

PHIL: Seems like personalities are conflicting pretty hard.

Tony doesn't take disrespect.

NARRATOR: 2,600 miles southeast, in Winnipeg--

RICK: Hey, how's it going today?

NARRATOR: --drivers Rick Yemm, and Hugh, "The Polar Bear,"

Rowland are back on the job, this time

working for Dave Horbas of First Nation's Transport.

-Anything that's required to the remote communities, up north.

And you need good drivers, because they can--

they can make you or break you in the Bush.

That's why we've brought on Alex and Hugh,

and Rick to come and help us out this winter.

There's big money involved, but there's also big risk.

Anything can happen.

One mistake and then, you know, it's over.

It's a tough, tough business.

DAVID: Yeah.

HUGH: Yeah, OK.

The first ones in should be smooth.

-Yep.

-Yeah, hopefully they'll have wrecked them all.

-All right.

Good enough. DAVID: All right.

RICK: Hey, thanks a lot. DAVID: See you guys.

NARRATOR: Rick and Hugh will caravan

nearly 60 miles before splitting off.

RICK: I got it.

Yeah.

NARRATOR: Rick will roll with 23 tons of concrete barriers

to the town of Bloodvein.

And Hugh will continue east with supplies

for the Little Grand Rapids' airport.

RICK:

NARRATOR: The mercury may be at 20 below,

but Rick is still spiking with a fever of 103.

RICK: We'll see if I can make it.

[coughing]

NARRATOR: While Rick and Hugh hit the winter road,

back in Alaska, Lisa Kelly's redemption run

starts with the notorious Roller Coaster.

-I'm going to check my load right

here before we hit Roller Coaster.

It's the last good pull-out for some good hills.

Make sure everything's holding.

Might get a run up these hills.

Check my tires.

NARRATOR: This low-slung trailer presents a tough challenge

on a huge dip like the Roller Coaster.

Lisa has to build enough speed going

down so that she can make it up the other side.

But, if she hits the bottom too fast,

a tire could grind against the trailer,

and shred-- sending the entire rig out of control.

-So, if I have a flat, it's going

to pull me in that direction, or pull

the trailer that direction, and make me go err kah.

Like that.

Yeah, this could very well turn out like last year,

I'm not guaranteeing it won't.

We ain't there yet.

It ain't over till the fat lady sings.

Ha.

NARRATOR: Finally, Lisa's one step closer

to putting last year's worst moment in the rear-view mirror.

-I'm like the Postal Service.

Neither rain nor sleet, nor snow,

shall stop me from delivering the mail.

Or, in this case, these trucks.

NARRATOR: In Canada's Manitoba Province--

-Are you the guard dog here?

Alex Debogorski has delivered a much-needed load of supplies

to Red Sucker Lake.

ALEX: Well, we've got the load, here.

That's a good part.

Number one's getting the load there.

Load's delivered, we get the customer

to sign the bill-- as long as you're

going to have the customer-- the next challenge is

to get the truck home, in one piece.

Beautiful.

So I see you put a load on.

-Yeah.

-You're a good man.

NARRATOR: Alex's back haul-- 20,000 pounds of fish--

is part of a long tradition on the winter roads.

ALEX: Yeah, I'm getting a load of fresh fish to take back.

In the early 1960s, right around the '60s-- '50s, '60s-- a lot

of these communities were commercial fishing.

And there was enough money in fishing

that a lot of the bush pilots, that's

how they bought their airplanes.

They fly fisherman into lakes, and then

they come back, and pick up the boxed fish,

and fly the fish out, and that's how they paid for their planes.

So as time went on, you put a road in,

it's a lot cheaper to haul fish out in a truck

than it is to haul it out with a plane.

ALEX: Hey, you too.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

NARRATOR: With a paying back haul behind him,

and the Canadian wilderness ahead, Alex hits the road.

ALEX: We'll be going till the engine quits.

There's a big clunk, bang, bang, that's it.

Then we just get out, take our suitcase,

and start hitchhiking.

NARRATOR: Delivering this load of fish

will put another $1,500 in Alex's pocket.

But on these roads, there's no such thing as easy money.

ALEX: Well, this is getting rougher here.

Nobody's plowed it, or drug it, or nothing.

Driving on a road like this is a lot more tiring

than just driving down the highway.

Because we've got so many knobs, and rocks, and potholes,

and hammocks, and snow, and no snow, and.

So, as a person's going along and making

split second decisions, especially

as you get into the rough areas as you're going down

the road, you know, between, you know, every bump

you gotta make a decision.

Am I going to over that bump, or am I

going to swing to the left, and see

if there's something softer on that side of the road.

So, it's a lot-- A lot more tiring

than just sitting, going down the highway,

and just going-- staying in your lane at a certain speed.

There's a hole right here.

Water and ice around it, and flags.

And then there's-- This vehicle, I don't know,

I wonder if it went through this hole and smashed itself.

Well, that's not a real old one.

I mean, it's fairly old.

Look at the mud on it.

It's an '03.

Yeah, it was-- this truck was buried in the mud.

You know, this-- this truck was stuck in that hole, there.

it might have been here from last year.

And somebody got it out of the hole, and moved it back here.

That's called collateral damage, driving down this road.

We haven't seen it yet, but they claim

that there's some uh, trucks, like big trucks, like ours.

Same way, just sitting on the road,

still here from last year.

Nervous.

I got so many things making me nervous,

I can't pick which one to be nervous-- most nervous

about first.

I got chains on, I got the biffs locked up,

I-- holy mackerel, what else am I gonna do?

I'm wearing a condom, like, I mean,

how safe do you want me to be?

Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.

That's what makes life interesting, not knowing

what's going to happen tomorrow.

It's gonna blow, or it's gonna rain, or it's gonna-- you know.

And whatever's going to happen tomorrow,

we're going to adjust to it.

And if we get stuck in the middle of the road,

if we have mud up to our ears, we're gonna go home,

we're just going to leave the truck sit there.

We'll come back next winter to worry about it.

NARRATOR: 2,600 miles to the west, Dalton

trainee, Maya Sieber, faces one last test

before she can get behind the wheel.

-Hi, I'm Trish, nice to meet you.

-OK. We'll go ahead and get started.

Have you done a DOT UA before?

-Yes, I have.

TRISH: OK.

I need this cup filled at least half way.

And I'll be right outside the door.

MAYA: All right.

NARRATOR: Maya will have to wait for the results

before she can hit the haul road.

-Hi.

How are you? -Hi.

Are you Maya? -Good.

Yes.

NARRATOR: Until then, she's found another way to prepare.

-That's the funnest video game I've ever seen.

JOHN: Yeah.

Well, it's-- it's a lot more than a video game.

It's just like a real truck, you just get in here.

NARRATOR: Carlile trainer, John McCoy,

starts this New York City driver on a virtual city street.

MAYA: Dog.

JOHN: Barking dog. MAYA: Whoa.

Looks like he's about to-- whoa.

Heh.

JOHN: I can tell you're from New York,

you were ready for that guy.

Oh my god.

Are you serious?

She popped out of nowhere.

JOHN: Yeah, she pops out of nowhere.

And you were right, about 3/4 of a second.

Pretty darn good for your first drive.

NARRATOR: Having shown her stuff on the city streets,

it's time for the real challenge.

JOHN: Put you on a little bit of an ice road situation.

MAYA: Oh boy.

JOHN: Yeah.

It's unpaved.

And you gotta be ready for ice.

Sometimes ice is really hard to see.

Especially-- -Oh, [bleep].

Oh my god.

Oh my god, it's slippery.

JOHN: Well, you know where you are now?

The end of the exercise.

-That's crazy. You did it.

-That's like, so realistic.

Oh my gosh. JOHN: That's tough.

That was uh-- that's quite a challenging road, so.

-That is definitely challenging, that is slick.

JOHN: So.

MAYA: I learned that you just gotta take it slow.

JOHN: Take it slow.

-Really slow.

JOHN: Expect the worst.

MAYA: It felt a little overwhelming,

sitting in that chair.

Even though it was-- it wasn't really,

it was still-- this, it-- it is real,

what's going to happen out there.

NARRATOR: 2,600 miles east, the rough winter road

isn't the only thing Rick is fighting today.

-And I'm kind of dragging ass, today.

Yeah, I really gotta try to stay focused,

'cause this is the time when you make the mistake.

I gotta get some rest and get on with this [bleep].

HUGH: Sounds like you got a mouth full of [bleep].

RICK [ON RADIO]: [bleep] you.

-Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.

NARRATOR: Rick is headed 155 miles north,

to the town of Bloodvein, while Hugh

will split off east to Little Grand Rapids.

As they approach the turnout--

HUGH: OK, here's our sign.

I guess we turn right to little ole Grand Rapids.

RICK [ON RADIO]: 10-4.

NARRATOR: Rick follows Hugh instead of continuing north.

Five miles down the road, Rick checks his hauling papers.

-Oh [bleep].

I fucked up.

HUGH [ON RADIO]: For what?

-I knew where I was going.

RICK: I've got to go back, I've got

to find a spot to turn around.

Yeah, Hugh, I'm going to have to flip around here.

HUGH: He's not feeling very good today.

He's not paying attention, he-- he

should have looked at his loads to see where he was going.

RICK: Hey, you know if there's a spot

to turn this thing around up there?

I'm going to Bloodvein with this.

I took the wrong turn, I wasn't even watching.

No? OK.

Thanks, man.

Just asked him if there's a spot to turn around, he said nope.

NARRATOR: A narrow road's built to last less than three months.

Finding a spot to pull a U-turn isn't going to happen.

RICK: These roads here, there's no turn

around for a truck like this, so.

I gotta back out.

At least an hour.

Maybe two to get out of here.

HUGH: He's hauling me up, but now he's

got to back out a couple clicks.

Yeah, you'll get pretty good at backing up

by the time he gets out of here.

RICK: And these roads aren't uh, that wide,

so it's going to be a pain.

It's hard to tell the white from the white.

You can't tell if it's a snowbank, or the road.

And the last thing I want to do is

get in the soft snow in the side and get myself [bleep] stuck.

It'll be a long back up.

NARRATOR: 200 miles up the Dalton, free of Dave Redmon,

Tony Molesky is on his first solo run of the season,

hauling 31 tons of diesel to Prudhoe Bay.

TONY: We're going across the 72 mile flats.

Probably about 20 miles from Surprise Rise.

What I'd like to do today, is just

take a quick stop by the spot where I went off the road.

I'd like to stop in there, and get out, and walk

around a little bit, and-- and just kind of pick

up any leftover scraps and stuff, so.

There'll be parts of my truck probably there forever,

but it's make me feel better to get every little piece out

of there if I can, and maybe get this behind me.

NARRATOR: Just two weeks ago, a head-on collision

in this very spot nearly ended Tony's Life.

TONY: Here we are, this is my crash site.

That's where I went in.

I stuffed it right in, right there.

Wow.

Looks like a few parts of my fender here.

Little bits and pieces of plastic that got left behind.

Looks like a backup light off my headache rack.

Well, they call Surprise Rise, Surprise Rise for a reason.

He had the advantage, he was on the top of the hill.

I was coming up from the bottom of the hill.

So, he really never knew I was coming.

Then he got on his brakes.

Locked up his trailer without knowing it,

and slid his trailer across the road, into my lane.

And at that point, I'd-- I had no idea his trailer was across

the road, because he had all of his lights on, blinding me.

And when he finally got all of his lights shut off,

I got two seconds to see this trailer coming at me.

And what went through my head at that point was,

I'm getting hurt.

This is-- I'm going to get hurt, here it comes.

And I just took a right as hard as I could.

I absolutely know I was lucky.

If that man wouldn't have shut off his lights,

it would've been a whole different ballgame.

We uh, we run a dangerous road.

Aw!

Next time I drive by, there won't be any pieces, parts,

on the side of the road that I'm looking at, saying, dang.

I suppose this is more like closure.

NARRATOR: 2,600 miles east--

RICK: I understood-- I wasn't even [bleep] thinking.

Kind of plugged up tonight, and my head

feels like it's in a bit of a vise.

So, I'm just not fully on my game today, that's all.

NARRATOR: Rick's wrong turn has cost him

hours, and potential a paycheck.

RICK: We're maybe about a quarter

to halfway, in our backup procedure, here.

Gotta constantly reposition.

And you're using your mirrors, so you can only see so far.

It's hard to judge what the heck.

[bang] -Oh.

That's not good. [bleep]

NARRATOR: But just 30 miles away--

HUGH: I guess Rick is behind the eight ball, already.

Ha-ha, ha.

You guys hear something?

NARRATOR: The Polar Bear has problems of his own.

HUGH: I swore it's a pop.

Lost all my air pressure.

That's great.

NARRATOR: Without proper air pressure,

the truck's brakes will lock up.

-I haven't found anything yet, but there's an air leak

somewhere.

NARRATOR: Leaving Hugh stranded alone in the wilderness.

-Think I'm going to have to unhook the trailer.

Going on.

[bleep] Oh, yeah.

She's building air for some reason, now.

I guess I had a valve that got a chunk of ice in there.

And now it's working again.

Dirty bitch.

After I unhooked the trailer and everything.

Changing the weather all the time, everything's-- it's warm,

and then it's cold.

If it's on self-fix, that's great for me.

Rock and roll.

At least I didn't have to fix anything.

NARRATOR: 30 miles away--

RICK: Well, if I needed any honing on my backup skills,

I just got it today.

I can't believe I made a wrong turn, but there again,

I'm not with it today, so I'm not paying proper attention.

You are a [bleep] dumb ass.

NARRATOR: Finally--

RICK: I guess I should have turned

left here, instead of right.

NARRATOR: --Rick reaches the turnoff.

-There's my left, right there.

Bloodvein.

NARRATOR: He's headed in the right direction,

but time and patience are running short.

-That was [bleep] exhausting.

NARRATOR: As daylight fades, Alex

is headed south to Winnipeg, with a paying

back haul of fresh fish.

ALEX: We're just getting ready to go

onto the ice crossing on Island Lake.

So, we're going to slow down, take it easy, and onto the ice

we go.

The larger, longer ice crossing are-- this crossing just

opened in the last couple of days.

So, I'm being fairly cautious.

Keeping the speed down to about 10 miles an hour.

NARRATOR: This 30-year veteran knows that on the ice,

speed kills.

ALEX: The ice is plastic, so it bends underneath the truck.

And as it bends, we push water in front of us,

which creates a wave, and if we go too fast, going

to hit a shallow spot, or hit the shore,

or hit a weak place in the ice, and the wave

will break the ice.

I bought a new camera, and they told

me the camera's good-- good in water till 20 feet deep.

And I told her, if I'm in 20 feet of water,

I'm not really going to be worried about the camera.

Thank you, Lord.

NARRATOR: Back on the Dalton, Lisa Kelly

is pushing hard to deliver her oversized car hauler.

LISA: It's snowing, and we got a little cross-breeze going on,

on my top-heavy load.

NARRATOR: And erase the memory of last season's biggest

failure.

Climbing up the shelf right now.

This is a rough part of the road.

This is the part I was anticipating

on being careful on.

I am taking a little bit longer, but I still

want to get it there on time.

NARRATOR: But, in the dead of night, hours of intense focus

begin to take their toll.

-Bam, hit me like a load of bricks.

I am very tired.

And we are still a ways out.

Uh.

NARRATOR: 50 miles south of Prudhoe Bay,

haul road veteran, Lisa Kelly, flights

to redeem last year's failure.

-Uh.

Sandman's laying it on heavy.

All right.

Uh.

Very tired.

I'm having a hard time.

NARRATOR: Finally--

LISA: We're here.

Just made it to Prudhoe Bay.

Got this trailer up here.

NARRATOR: Last year, an oversized car hauler

showed Lisa's lack of experience.

It was a long time within the yards.

And it's alive, and so am I.

NARRATOR: Now, with her biggest failure behind her,

Lisa's got her eyes on even greater challenges

down the road.

-I'm glad I got this trailer up here, and was like, bleh, OK,

done. I can do it.

I can do it. Next.

NARRATOR: 250 miles south, at Coldfoot, Carlile

trainer, Phil Krom, is on his way

to retrieve and abandon Dave Redmon.

-Tony left him here cold for me to come up, and pick him up.

This should be Interesting, to say the least.

Hey, Dave.

DAVE: Phil.

PHIL: What's happening?

PHIL: Good to see you.

Been waiting long?

-I heard there was a little difference in personality.

-A little?

NARRATOR: On their way back to Fairbanks,

Dave gets another shot in the driver's seat.

PHIL: Wanna make sure you announce yourself, and.

NARRATOR: And another chance to take instruction.

DAVE: So, was that OK there, in a quick situation?

-You wanna be sure, and 50 feet or so before the truck

gets to you.

Just-- you throw less rocks that way.

-OK.

-Now, you're going a little faster than we want.

Another thing is to lean on the jig.

DAVE: All this company is, is train, train, train, train,

train, train.

We'll let you drive, someday. -Someday.

DAVE: I'm gonna tell you, I'm the-- I

told Tony when I got in this truck,

I'm the first guy that's going to tell you, your asses stink,

and you're too damn ugly.

So.

-So is he.

And that's-- that's where-- the-- that's where the butting

heads' coming in.

-That's like two guys standing in a puddle of gasoline,

striking matches, seeing-- you know?

-Who can get their match lit first, yeah.

DAVE: Yeah, see who can get their match lit first,

you know. -Yeah.

I'm sure, you know, they're waiting for me to get back

to say, well, what do you think?

-Let me ask you your honest opinion.

Do you think I'm [bleep]?

-No, I don't.

But you haven't pissed me off yet.

Hm, ha-ha, ha-ha.

NARRATOR: 2,600 miles east, Alex is hauling 20 thousand pounds

of fresh fish back to Winnipeg.

-The last guy went in there.

NARRATOR: But the winter roads aren't done with him yet.

They call this Underwear Hill.

One time, this truck driver was coming up here,

and he was having trouble on the hill,

and scared himself so bad, he pooped his pants.

He got-- finally got to the top of the hill,

he took his underpants off, and hung them

in the tree, his poopie underpants.

And supposedly, ever since that day,

other guys have been adding underpants to his collection.

That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

I broke the lens out of my watch.

I can't believe it.

My blood pressure must have went up,

and just blew the lens right out of it.

So, it's a-- kind of a-- kind of an exciting evening,

blasting through that road there.

NARRATOR: Finally, Alex pulls his back haul

into the truck yard.

ALEX: Ah, Lordy, Lordy.

I'm glad to be here.

It has been an eventful day.

The Father, and Son, and Holy Spirit, Amen.

NARRATOR: 260 miles north of Winnipeg, Canada--

-I think I see houses over there.

That's gotta be Little Grand Rapids.

There's a little trade in the town, here,

and that's where I gotta go.

NARRATOR: Hugh Rowland is about to cash

in on his second haul of the season.

HUGH: Going to get them unloaded, and get the [bleep]

out of Dodge, here.

Head on back.

NARRATOR: 65 miles west, Rick finally rolls into Bloodvein.

-I'm here.

Ye haw.

NARRATOR: He's three hours late, and still pushing a fever.

RICK: Everything I do today feels 10 times harder.

Everything gets to me.

Everybody thinks it's just jamming gears,

and life is good, you get to see the country.

Seem to forget that there's no one you can call in sick to do

your job, you gotta do it no matter what.

I'm on my way.

NARRATOR: Despite the struggle, both Rick and Hugh--

HUGH: She's a big one.

NARRATOR: --have successfully delivered their loads.

HUGH: We got them in here, safe and sound.

We did what we were supposed to do, and everybody's happy.

That's two loads in the bank, anyway.

MALE SPEAKER [ON RADIO]: 10-4.

Get some more.

HUGH: Gas for the cash.

Ruh damn.

NARRATOR: As Rick and Hugh turn and burn,

their successful deliveries bring them dead even with Alex.

But on the Dalton, Lisa stays at the front

of the pack with three loads, while Dave and Maya have yet

to get in the game.

At the Carlile yard, Dave's made it back to Fairbanks

with an empty fuel tanker.

DAVE: I don't want to be out in the yard

without safety equipment.

PHIL: That's right.

Three points contact on your way down, too.

DAVE: Oh, yeah.

That means head, ass, and knees.

NARRATOR: After a thumbs down from Tony,

Carlile boss Lane Keator is looking for a second opinion.

-What's happening?

-Not much.

How's it going? -Good.

-Good. -How'd the trip go?

PHIL: He drove daytime, nighttime,

he loaded empty a little bit.

Worked on a few things, he made some immediate corrections.

After that it was non-issues.

-OK.

We'll uh-- we'll get set up, and sit down, and visit

a little bit, and come to a conclusion on what we're

going to do going forward.

NARRATOR: Lane will weigh Tony and Phil's

assessment of Dave's abilities.

For now, the Alabama Slammer will have to wait.

-I don't want to be a rookie again, you know?

It's-- it's-- it's like being the new kid in school.

And it's just-- it's a pain in the ass.

It really is.

You know you can do the job, I got

a resume that says I can do the job,

but nobody's going to let me do the job,

because they don't know me.

-All right? DAVE: All right.

Appreciate it.

LANE: Thanks, Dave. DAVE: I'll get out of here.

PHIL: I'll see you soon. DAVE: All right, thanks.

PHIL: You bet.

DAVE: Can't wait to get on that road, and make some money,

and be done with this [bleep].

NARRATOR: As one rookie gets out of hot water,

another is just getting in.

And tomorrow, she'll begin training

to drive the haul road.

MAYA: I'm here in Chena Springs, and I'm

here to relax in the hot springs.

NARRATOR: Fairbanks' famous Chena Hot Springs

are the perfect chance to unwind before Maya gets down

to business behind the wheel.

MAYA: It is extremely cold out here.

But the water is, like, very warm.

Like, over 100 degrees.

Oh my god.

Heh.

Is this natural?

Oh, it's so cold, but it's so hot.

I have goosebumps on top of goosebumps.

Oh my god. Ah.

Heh.

NARRATOR: Her drug test has come back clean,

and tomorrow she'll begin training

to drive the haul road.

MAYA: Being a truck driver is extremely stressful.

And it's just important to try and find ways

to relieve stress.

This is definitely the stress relief that I needed.

And I'm enjoying today, but I'm really, really

ready to do my job and get behind the wheel.

This is my life, my livelihood, my passion.

It's great to relax, but I can't wait to get trucking.

NARRATOR: Next week, on Ice Road Truckers--

-I'm not a total [bleep].

NARRATOR: --two rookie drivers hit the haul road.

-Make sure you stay to your side.

NARRATOR: And the road hits back.

PHIL: Big truck.

NARRATOR: And in Canada--

-There it goes.

NARRATOR: The biggest loads of the season--

MALE SPEAKER [ON RADIO]: Everybody through?

NARRATOR: --push Hugh and Rick to the breaking point.

-I can't even steer in this [bleep] saw [bleep].