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NARRATOR: Tonight, on
"Ice Road Truckers"--

AUSTIN: Get me the
hell outta here.

NARRATOR: --the Dalton drivers
face a path of destruction.

Barely even see the road.

Holy crap!

NARRATOR: On the Dempster--

And we're off.

NARRATOR: --Alex is
running out of time.

And in Manitoba, Hugh
and Rick roll the dice.

When you're
hearing ice cracking,

that's usually when the [bleep]
bought to go really wrong.

[dramatic music]

Oh, no!

[theme music]

NARRATOR: 7:00 AM,
Fairbanks, Alaska--

Going in here.

Talking to dispatch.

Getting a load.

Kind of excited.

Ready to do this.

NARRATOR: --Ronald
"Porkchop" Mangum

is back at the Carlile yard.

I'm still here.

I'm here to drive a truck.

Let's go hit the Dalton.

Holy [bleep].

NARRATOR: After two
botched training runs--

All right.
You're done driving.

Pull over.

I've seen all I need to see.

NARRATOR: --and
nearly destroying part

of a multi-million
dollar oil rig--

Damn.

Guess it wasn't hooked up right.

NARRATOR: --Porkchop
was put on ice.

I guess I'm to the
point where we need

to take a little break here.

NARRATOR: But now--

It's time to go.

NARRATOR: --after a
stretch on the sidelines,

word from the boss is,
report to dispatch.

I'm up here for my family.

And I ain't going back
until the job's done.

What's going on, man?

Good to see you back.

Thank you.

Glad to be back.

What we got for me
on the dock today?

We've got a load of dog food.

And it's in the
downtown Fairbanks area.

Seriously?

It's time sensitive.

It's got to get to the
start of the Yukon Quest

before the race starts.

Frigging 18-wheeler,
downtown Fairbanks, too.

Going in a bunny truck.

Seriously.

I don't know why we
call them bunny trucks.

But that's just a box truck.

Thanks.

You're welcome!

NARRATOR: Porkchop's
hope of a Dalton comeback

has been reduced to
a pile of kibble.

I'm a long haul
driver, and they

want me delivering dog food?

Seriously?

I don't know if this is
a joke or a punishment.

Ain't it fun?

I get to hop around town.

Get to drive a little bunny
truck, as they call it.

Being Lane's bunny boy.

It's ridiculous.

NARRATOR: While Porkchop's
career is going nowhere,

on the Dalton, things
are also at a standstill.

For the past 16 hours,
the worst storm in years

has been pummeling
the haul road,

creating a 200-mile
path of destruction

and shutting everything down.

NARRATOR: In the
darkness, DOT crews

scramble to clear a path,
working to free stranded trucks

that are blocking the road.

NARRATOR: 150 miles
south of Prudhoe Bay,

one driver isn't taking
no for an answer.

Man, she's blowing hard.

I see a line of trucks
up here on the hill ahead

of me, stuck in the snow drift.

[horn honking]

NARRATOR: Determined to retain
his lead in the load count,

Darrell Ward is getting
back on the road.

Well, here I go again.

Get out here and see if
I can get behind DOT.

NARRATOR: Last night--

We're going to drop our
trailers here and go back

to slope mountain camp.

NARRATOR: --the Montana log
hauler was forced to ditch his

back haul--

We're not going
to get through this.

NARRATOR: --and seek shelter
from the storm at a DOT camp.

Now, as cleanup crews roll out--

Well, I'm going to drop
out behind the blade here.

He just went by.

NARRATOR: --Darrell's
plan is to follow the plow

and be one of the
first back on the road.

I'll tell you what, man.

That plow goes
through here, and it

don't take but a couple minutes,
and she's drifting shut again.

NARRATOR: But with
snow still coming down,

there's no guarantee
he'll make it through.

Man-- it's not taking it long,
and it's drifting right back

in.

I'm nervous.

Real tough to see.

Another day on the Dalton.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: As dawn breaks--

MAN [OVER CB]: They're waiting
to get everybody dug out.

NARRATOR: --the cleanup
is still under way.

Dig it out.

They want to dig the
front out a little bit

so they can pull it out.

NARRATOR: And with so
many trucks off the road,

even Carlile boss Lane Keator
is getting his hands dirty.

Last night, we
had the driver--

was coming down the hill here.

Said he lost the
last delineator.

And by the time he
saw the next one,

his front left steer tire
dropped off the side here.

And it sucked him in.

We're just trying to get it
clean around the hood here.

And then, we're going to
pull it up on the road.

And hopefully get it
started and drive it away.

[dramatic music]

Right here.

Ready?

Let's get everybody clear.

[music continues]

OK!

We're good.

NARRATOR: Free of the
ditch, another Carlile truck

is back in business.

Yep.

Back on the road, going north.

We're in good shape.

NARRATOR: But 170 miles up the
road on Alaska's barren North

Slope--

[wind whistling]

Just woke up here at Two
Lakes, where I spent the night

last night.

NARRATOR: Austin Wheeler
isn't going anywhere.

You couldn't even see
my tires this morning.

NARRATOR: Yesterday,
Austin burst out

of the gate on his
first solo run.

I ain't gonna lie.

I just feel like a
total bad ass today.

NARRATOR: But the Dalton rookie
pushed his luck in the storm--

I'm stuck here.

NARRATOR: --and ended up in
the ditch, blocking the road

and trapping the
drivers behind him.

I gotta prove myself up here.

I'm the youngest one up here.

It's very important to me.

NARRATOR: As Austin fights
to keep his truck from being

consumed by the blowing snow--

AUSTIN: The blade and
blower finally got here.

NARRATOR: --a DOT crew arrives
to reopen this stretch of road.

They're trying
to move all the--

the drifts out of the way, so
we can get traction on the ice.

And it looks like there's,
like, 10 behind us that

are waiting to get through.

So they're trying to pull
us back onto the road,

and the other trucks
can get through.

'Bout time, huh?

Really.

Dang.

Let's go.

[dramatic music]

I don't know if DOT's going
to be able to pull me out.

DOT [OVER CB]: Ready?

Oh, yeah.

Ready.

Hang on.

NARRATOR: Despite 30,000
pounds of pulling power--

DOT [OVER CB]: You
feel movement at all?

Yeah, I'm moving.

Just stuck in there good.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: --the rookie's
truck refuses to budge.

[music continues]

AUSTIN: Get me the
hell outta here.

NARRATOR: In Alaska--

AUSTIN: Hang on.

NARRATOR: Austin Wheeler
is stuck in the ditch,

as trucks wait for the DOT to
get the rookie out of the way

and reopen the road.

DOT [OVER CB]: Turn
your wheel to the road.

There you go.

AUSTIN: Move.

Move!

[dramatic music]

Come on!

[music continues]

Looks like we're
finally pulling out.

NARRATOR: After a night
stuck in the snow--

Hey, I appreciate it.

NARRATOR: --Austin's
back on the road.

AUSTIN: Well, it's about time.

NARRATOR: But still 130
miles from Prudhoe Bay.

2,400 miles to the southeast,
Polar Industries is in trouble.

We've had some challenges and
struggles on the first couple

runs here.

We've got to iron
out these kinks

and hope the second
half of the season

goes a lot smoother than
this first half has.

NARRATOR: This season--

It's so rough, my
truck pops outta here.

NARRATOR: --warm temperatures
are wreaking havoc

on the winter roads.

Yeah.

She's cracking up, big
time, under me here.

NARRATOR: Making deliveries--

You've gotta be joking.

NARRATOR: --nearly impossible.

Wow.

Hopefully, they're
in the right spot.

NARRATOR: And with only
two loads on the books,

Hugh's stake in the company's
profits isn't looking good.

I committed myself.

We-- we shook hands on the deal.

And regardless-- if you're
going to be in business,

you've got to be prepared.

I mean, you take the
good with the bad.

NARRATOR: Today, desperate
to move high paying loads,

Hugh and Rick are taking on
their toughest challenge yet.

First big load.

Hauling full sized cement trucks
all the way to Red Sucker Lake.

We've got some cement trucks,
and we're gonna bring them

down into Red Sucker Lake here.

It's gonna be tricky getting
these cement trucks into Red

Sucker Lake.

Not sure what some of the weight
restrictions are quite yet.

NARRATOR: Used in construction
of homes and community

buildings, cement trucks
are vital to the survival

of the village.

Heaviest load of the year!

Hope we don't go
through the [bleep] ice.

NARRATOR: At over
20 tons apiece,

no other drivers have
dared to haul them

across the melting
roads and thin ice.

These drum mixing trucks
are really top heavy.

NARRATOR: But with the
buyer paying top dollar

to anyone that will
take on the challenge--

That's a rough road in there.

So they'll get throwing the
opposite way we're driving.

And we're gonna be in a mess.

NARRATOR: It's now or never.

Good to go.

Let's get it on, man.

[dramatic music]

Oh.

[bleep] Where's my cowboy hat?

Holy [bleep].

Oh, [bleep] god.

Oh, god.
Oh, god.

Oh, god.
Oh, god.

NARRATOR: Under the weight
of the cement trucks,

the soft winter roads
are nearly impassable.

Oh, [bleep].

Veer off.

[bleep] if that breaks--

NARRATOR: And the
ice is still ahead.

Takes a certain breed.

This [bleep] ain't
for everybody.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: 1,400 miles
to the northwest--

Looking forward
to my trip here.

Looks like we're
going to be driving

in the snow a little bit.

NARRATOR: --Alex
Debogorski is on a mission

to resupply the remote
communities of northern Canada.

ALEX: OK.

NARRATOR: And to keep
supplies flowing,

he's heading south to Dawson
City to pick up another load

and bring it back to Inuvik.

NARRATOR: But the storm
that raged on the Dalton

is headed east, directly
into Alex's path.

Visibility might
be questionable.

It's a grade eight.

I expect there's going to
be a bit of a whiteout.

Hopefully, the plows are
out cleaning the road.

NARRATOR: It's a race
against the clock to make

the 1,000-mile round trip
before the storm shuts down

the Dempster.

ALEX: Hey.

NARRATOR: But
subzero temperatures

are already slowing him down.

You can stick
them with a hammer.

You roll around on the
ground, get covered with snow,

and beat on them.

[ominous music]

[metal clanging]

[metal clanging]

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: Alex's
brakes are free.

And we're off and running.

NARRATOR: But with
every lost second,

the veteran's chances of
making it to Dawson City

and back are getting slimmer.

I'm sure the day's
gonna throw a handful

of other interesting things
at me as we go along.

[horn honking]

NARRATOR: 450
miles to the west--

I'm tired of all these
obstructions coming

into our way.

I just want to get to Prudhoe
and hope the next trip's

better.

NARRATOR: Austin
Wheeler is slowly

rolling north as DOT clears the
last stretch of blocked road.

[short horn blasts]

NARRATOR: And in the
southbound lane--

What the [bleep] is this?

NARRATOR: --word of
Austin's night in the ditch

has reached Darrell Ward.

Oh!

It's awesome.

Austin went by here, just
got pulled out of the ditch.

Loaded up to the top,
tire chains flopping.

I don't want to be that guy.

NARRATOR: So far--

Right on.

Back on the road again.

NARRATOR: Darrell's plan to stay
ahead of the pack is working.

DARRELL: DOT is doing a good
job of getting this road cleared

out.

NARRATOR: And the
Montana log hauler's

already left the worst
of the storm behind.

We'll get on through this,
hopefully sooner than later.

NARRATOR: But as he
clears the Shelf--

[siren wailing]

NARRATOR: --the devastation
is far from over.

Looks like we got an accident.

Ugh, [bleep].

It's nasty.

[ominous music]

NARRATOR: 60 miles
to the south--

Maybe somebody's on the radio.

We'll see if there's--

see if that weather up north
straightened up or not.

See what happens here.

NARRATOR: After spending
the night in Coldfoot--

Anybody up out there?

Tell me what the
weather's doing up north?

What the hell's going on here?

NARRATOR: Haul road ace Jack
Jessee gets a rude awakening.

- Hey, Brandon.
- Hey.

What's happening?

One of our pilot cars
got in a wreck at 2:05.

A wre-- what?

Yeah.

Real bad wreck.

Oh, [bleep].

All right.

Let me get my jacket on.

We'll go inside and wake up.

Make phone calls.

Thanks.

[quiet, foreboding music]

We haven't heard anything.

We're waiting to find any
southbounders that can tell us

any more information.

Pilot truck versus a big rig.

There's a great possibility
I just lost my best friend.

[ominous music]

Oh, dammit.

This hurts.

[music continues]

NARRATOR: 60 miles
north of Coldfoot--

Ugh, [bleep].

It's nasty.

NARRATOR: Darrell Ward's
face to face with a trucker's

nightmare.

NARRATOR: On the slick road,
the 4,000 pound pilot car

spun out and collided with
an oncoming 16-ton big rig.

The driver's already been
taken to a medevac location

by paramedics.

That's the closest to head
on as you ever want to get.

Wow.

NARRATOR: But the
destruction remains.

Just wiped out
this whole side here.

The other side was
barely even touched.

[quiet music]

NARRATOR: At Coldfoot--

I do not know who's on
scene, but if you-- if you can,

that'd be great.

Yeah.

So--

NARRATOR: --everyone
is scrambling

to get word on the condition
of the injured driver.

All right.

Bye.

So EMT security showed up.

He was unconscious, in
shock, suspected neck injury.

They had to get him
out to get him warm.

This-- this is not the place
you just leave somebody

in a vehicle and wait.

He supposedly had
his seat belt on.

Probably what did save his life.

Let's go ahead and throw
this tire up on that trailer.

Ready?

NARRATOR: On the
remote road, there's

no equipment to deal
with the scattered wreck.

So Darrell takes the lead.

I'm going to go hook
up to that pick up

and drag that pickup out of the
ditch and down to the pull out.

That'll work.

What it is, is what it is.

This is the kind of [bleep]
that happens out here.

[dramatic music]

And it's not like
somebody I don't know.

We know everybody up here.

Everybody knows everybody.

You know, and-- and in
all reality, I mean,

we're-- we're a big family.

I think everybody would
react up here just like it's

their own brother or sister.

You take care of
your people up here.

It's what we do.

We always know in the back of
our mind that stuff can happen.

We're always safe about it.

But when things go good
for a long enough time,

you get a little lax on it.

And it just doesn't
really set in until--

you know, until it happens.

And it's enough to shake you up.

[siren wailing]

NARRATOR: Miles away
in downtown Fairbanks--

[western music]

NARRATOR: Porkchop's far from
the haul road, unloading dog

food at the Yukon
Quest sled dog race.

I've had it up to here.

NARRATOR: Stuck in the
Carlile doghouse, Porkchop

takes the chance to
blow off some steam.

- You mind if I meet the dogs?
- Yeah!

No, you can-- you
can say hi to them.

They're all friendly.

They'll probably jump up on you.

Hey, that's what
I'm all about.

They like as much-- as
much love as they can get.

So they'll be into it.

So which one's your lead dog?

This is Madonna.

She's pretty chill.

She's one of my main leaders.

Yeah.

You like that, don't you?

Huh?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I mean, they're my family.

If I take care of them,
they take care of me.

We get down the trail together.

PORKCHOP: Good luck.
- Thank you.

- All right.
- It'll be a good trip.

ANNOUNCER: Three, two, one!

Go!

NARRATOR: With the
short run completed,

there's plenty of time to
watch the start of the race.

All right!

[cheering and barking]

All right!

Do it, girl!

So here I am, driving
up the damn Dalton

in a damn truck in a day.

She's out here for 11 days
going the same amount of miles.

No heat, sleeping out here
in the snow with her dogs.

It's kind of motivational.

NARRATOR: Today's trip is
another load for the South

Carolina native.

But it's a long way
from the Dalton.

I look at it this way.

If this is what I've got to
do to get back on the track

with Lane, so be it.

Whether it's an 80,000-pound
load or a 5,000- pound load,

I'm here to do a job.

That's what I'm here to do.

NARRATOR: 2,000 miles
to the southeast--

HUGH: Woo-ha!

NARRATOR: Hugh and Rick
are on a desperate mission

to haul cement mixers to the
remote village of Red Sucker

Lake.

These top heavy [bleep] cement
mixers are flopping around like

a rag doll here.

Woo, [bleep].

[bleep]

Bumpy.

NARRATOR: So far, they've
done what no one else dared--

hauling the heavy trucks 100
miles up the melting winter

roads.

[bleep] road--
she's pretty rough.

She's slicker than snot
on a chicken's lip, too.

NARRATOR: But now,
they're hitting the ice.

Here's the ice road sign here.

It's really, really thin ice.

So you gotta come down
on this really slow.

NARRATOR: All
season, Hugh and Rick

have faced the warm
winter's thin ice.

But today, they're crossing
with a load 10 times heavier

than anything else
they've hauled.

Maximum weight
here is 37.5 tonnes.

So we're right at the push
of the edge right now.

[ominous music]

NARRATOR: With so much weight
focused in a single spot--

if the ice gives way, the
truck will sink immediately,

leaving no chance of escape.

It's really, really thin ice.

So you gotta come down
on this really slow.

[cracking]

Oh, yeah.

She's just popping and cracking.

[dramatic music]

[bleep] down there.

Yeah.

We're moving the
cracks there, now.

She's just [bleep] popping out.

[dramatic music]

HUGH: That was pretty serious.

NARRATOR: The Polar
Bear makes it across.

By the skin of my [bleep]
ass again, I made it.

NARRATOR: And now,
after one cement truck

has ravaged the ice--

So, she's not very thick.

So be cool.

NARRATOR: --it's Rick's turn.

[dramatic music]

So when you're
bringing your weight on,

if you don't slow down,
you'll blow the ice out

right in front of you.

When you're hearing ice
cracking and [bleep],,

that's usually when the [bleep]
supposed to go really wrong.

And it's your last day
behind the shifter.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: In the middle of
a frozen Manitoba lake--

When you're hearing
ice cracking and [bleep],,

that's usually when the [bleep]
went-- went really wrong.

NARRATOR: Rick Yemm is
crawling across thin ice

with a 20-ton cement truck.

[ominous music]

You never know.

We could plummet to
our death, anyways.

Ice is unpredictable.

[ominous music]

NARRATOR: Finally--

I made it again and lived.

NARRATOR: Rick joins
Hugh on solid ground.

RICK [OVER CB]: I like to get
the job done instead of talking

about it.

Yeah, for sure.

NARRATOR: But the battle
to reach Red Sucker Lake

is far from over.

On the Dempster--

Lots of wind.

It's laying down some snow.

NARRATOR: Alex Debogorski is
120 miles south of Inuvik.

ALEX: Snow's coming.

NARRATOR: And racing
a gathering storm

as he heads south to pick up on
another load for the village.

I've got trouble with
my windshield wipers.

The snow sticks to them at this
temperature, freezes on them,

and doesn't clean the windows.

Just gives me a little harder
time in seeing the road.

NARRATOR: But up ahead, Alex's
mission hits a major roadblock.

[music playing]

Bad news.

Yukon side is poor
visibility and high winds.

I guess it's
blocked over there?

Yes.

So you're going to have to
head back to Inuvik, I guess.

So when-- when do you figure
it's going to be open again?

Or you don't know?
- Maybe a couple of days.

OK.

We're going back.

[ominous music]

I'm heading back to Inuvik.

NARRATOR: With the
road officially closed,

Alex has no choice but to
turn back and head north

with his empty trailer.

It frustrates me.

NARRATOR: And this trip
will end without a delivery.

I'm disappointed that
they didn't open that gate,

turn her back, let us through.

This is nothing
compared to those gales

that we drive in on--
on the Dalton.

Nothing.

This is nothing!

Drove it for nothing,
wore off a bunch of tires,

burned a bunch of
fuel for nothing.

I'm not happy.

Not happy about today.

NARRATOR: 450
miles to the west--

Miserable trip.

Triple stack of trailers--
this is the roughest thing

I've ever drove.

Killing me!

NARRATOR: Darrell Ward's nearing
the end of an exhausting trip.

[horn honking]

It's been a two-day trip when
it should have been a one-day

trip with the blow up north.

I'm just ready to
get out of this truck

and roll on to Fairbanks.

NARRATOR: Despite delays,
the Dalton newcomer

has been fighting to keep his
lead on the other drivers.

Hopefully, things
are looking up.

NARRATOR: But as the
lights of the city

appear on the horizon--

Oh, boy.

NARRATOR: --he's
called into the scales.

[quiet music]

- How's it going?
- Not bad.

How are you doing tonight?

DOT: Oh, not too bad.

Haven't had one.

DOT: Why don't you grab your
truck and trailer registration,

your license, your med card.

Shut the lights off.

Shut the truck off.

Were you wearing your seat
belt when you pulled up today?

I was.

I just now unhooked
it to get out.

[ominous music]

You got flares or
triangles in the vehicle?

Let me dig them out from
underneath the sleeper.

I got a bunch of
[bleep] in there.

It's been--
couple of weeks ago.

- A couple of weeks ago?
- Yeah.

OK.

You know you're supposed to
check that stuff every day,

right?

You need to find a better
way to secure this.

Because coming off there like
that-- that's not a good deal.

There was an accident
up on the road today.

And I ended up helping him.

Just bring in your
registration, your license,

and your med card with you.
- Yep.

I'll do that.

I hate DOT, you know?

This is bull [bleep].

[suspenseful music]

Yep.

Oh, OK.

Well, I--

DARRELL: He's a [bleep].

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: After
three long days--

What pisses me off is
it took him, you know,

for [bleep] ever.

NARRATOR: Darrell's hard
earned lead is in jeopardy.

And his wallet's $300 lighter.

I know have to
pre-trip every day.

But I don't have to look
at my [bleep] triangles

every day when I know they're
underneath the [bleep] bed.

I know they're there.

I put them there.

I've never [bleep] had a problem
with that ever, anywhere.

[bleep] you.

My [bleep] always tucked in.

And that's what pisses me
off more than anything.

If that wreck hadn't
have been there,

I wouldn't have got a ticket.

That [bleep] wreck
cost me 300 bucks.

NARRATOR: 450 miles to
the north, another driver

is also falling behind.

This has been a
pretty crappy winter.

NARRATOR: Jack Jessee is two
days into a trip that normally

takes less than one.

Trucks are in the ditch,
accidents happening.

Most winters aren't this way.

NARRATOR Last night--

JACK: Oh, [bleep].

NARRATOR: --broken
wheels and bad weather

held him up in Coldfoot.

[ominous music]

NARRATOR: And now, he's limping
to Prudhoe Bay two tires down.

[horn honking]

If it ain't blowing,
there's snow drifting.

And there's supposed to be a big
drift right up-- right up here

at the top of the hill.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: Blowing snow
from last night's storm

is forming deep
drifts in the road,

making the path ahead
nearly invisible.

[music continues]

I gotta keep my speed up,
because I don't have the weight

to plow through it.

I need momentum to
get through this one.

[dramatic music]

It's a fine line
you gotta deal with.

Enough speed to get through it,
but not enough speed that it's

gonna take you off the road.

Your wheels rise up,
and you're more or less

hydroplaning on the snow.

You can turn your
wheel left or right,

and nothing's going to happen.

That's how the snow drift
can actually throw you

into the ditch.

And zoom.

Sucks you right in.

[suspenseful music]

It's blowing it
right on the ground,

like the top six inches.

Got all this snow across it.

It's really hard
to see the road.

Snow blowing on it, snow
drift over the top of it.

I'm not sure where the
edge of the road really is.

Think you're riding the middle
of the road and drive right

off the edge.

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: Jack picks up speed,
hitting the drifts head-on.

[dramatic music]

Come on.

[music continues]

Barely even see the road.

[suspenseful music]

Oh, [bleep].

[music continues]

NARRATOR: Just south
of Prudhoe Bay--

Crap.

We're in a--

NARRATOR: --Jack Jessee
is blasting his way

through three-foot snow drifts.

God.

This is the worst stretch
of road we've had so far.

NARRATOR: Already handicapped
with a busted trailer,

getting through is
taking everything

the veteran's got left.

[dramatic music]

JACK: No!

NARRATOR: Bogged down,
Jack gives it all he's got.

[engine revving]

Move!

[grinding and rattling]

[brakes hissing]

Come on.

You can do this.

You can do this.

NARRATOR: With temperatures
more than 30 below,

this is the last place
Jack wants to be stuck.

There you go.

Get right out of
that snow drift.

[chains clanking]

[grinding and rattling]

All right.

There we go.

Phew!

Ugh.

So much for an easy night.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: After
two grueling days,

Jack finally
reaches Prudhoe Bay.

Well, let's see how
everything fared back here.

What a heartache you gave me.

I'm glad to be done with
you, I'll tell you that.

NARRATOR: From decimated
tires to blinding snow drifts

and a near-fatal
accident, the veteran's

seen it all on this run.

There we go.

11, 12 years I've been up here.

This has been one of my more
nightmare trips, I would say.

You know-- seen a lot,
been through a lot.

This one's been rough.

NARRATOR: Across the yard--

Lots of things went
wrong last night.

It sucked.

But, oh well.

We got here.

NARRATOR: After a long trip that
included a night in a ditch,

Austin's reached Prudhoe Bay.

What I thought was going
to turn into a one-day,

easy trip turned into
something epic that I've never

experienced.

[dramatic music]

It [bleep] blew.

NARRATOR: But it's Darrell that
holds onto the lead for now.

1,800 miles to the southeast--

NARRATOR: --Hugh and Rick are
just 20 miles from Red Sucker

Lake--
[bang]

Ugh!

[bleep]

NARRATOR: --with their
massive cement trucks.

15 more K of this [bleep].

What the [bleep]?

NARRATOR: All day,
they've been battered

by the weight of their
loads on the soft road,

struggling to make it
through in one piece.

Well, this is the
roughest road they've got.

NARRATOR: But
driving in the dark

is a whole other challenge.

You can only see so far
ahead of you at night.

I mean, if you can't
see around the curves

like you can in the daytime, you
can kinda see what's coming up

if there's something.

So the element of surprise--
there's a big [bleep] goal

right in front of you.

[ominous music]

Or you can end up in
the ditch, [inaudible]..

That was a rough
corner, ain't it?

That one-- holy [bleep].

[bang]

Oh, [bleep].

[bang]

Ah, [bleep].

[dramatic music]

Nope!

Chain.

[rattling]

HUGH: They're all
over the place here.

I knew that was
going to be a bad one.

Whoa!

[dramatic music]

NARRATOR: Next time on
"Ice Road Truckers"--

Why can't I just
have an easy season?

NARRATOR: The rough riders
of the winter roads--

[siren wailing]

What the [bleep]?

NARRATOR: --are on
the run from the law.

Rick: Oh, are you kidding me?

NARRATOR: The Dalton rookies--

And I'm gonna be on top.

NARRATOR: --stake their claim.

[horn honking]

Can I go now?

AUSTIN: This is heavy
hauling right here.

NARRATOR: And when
things go wrong--

MAN [OVER CB]: Take
it easy out there!

Look out.

Easy, easy.

NARRATOR: --one driver
will leave it all behind.

I don't know if I
can handle much more.

Had it!

I'm out of here, man.

[dramatic music]