Original subtitles

>> male narrator: TONIGHT ON

ICE ROAD TRUCKERS...

>> HERE WE GO.

>> narrator: THE DEADLIEST ROADS

IN NORTH AMERICA TAKE THEIR

TOLL.

>> OH...[bleep] ME!

>> narrator: ON THE DEMPSTER...

>> I'M SEEING A WHOLE BUNCH

OF WHITE.

>> narrator: THE BIGGEST STORM

OF THE SEASON STRIKES HURRICANE

ALLEY.

>> WHERE ARE WE?

I'M OFF THE ROAD?

>> YEAH, I DON'T THINK THIS

IS A VERY GOOD IDEA.

>> narrator: IN ALASKA...

>> COME ON, KITTY KENWORTH.

>> narrator: NO ONE IS SAFE

FROM ATIGUN PASS.

>> HOLY [bleep]!

>> WHOA! WHOA!

CATCH IT, CATCH IT, COME ON!

>> narrator: MAKING IT THROUGH

MEANS RISKING IT ALL.

>> THERE'S ICE ROAD TRUCKING

FOR YOU.

>> HOLY--

[country rock music]

♪ ♪

>> narrator: WHITE HORSE, YUKON.

>> OKAY.

[beeps horn]

GIDDYUP.

LET'S GO.

>> narrator: VETERAN ALEX

DEBOGORSKI IS RACING TO START

A TWO-DAY HAUL UP THE DEMPSTER

HIGHWAY.

>> I'VE GOT 55,000 POUNDS

OF GROCERIES.

I'M TAKING THEM NORTH TO INUVIK.

>> narrator: TO GET NORTH, HE'LL

HAVE TO GO THROUGH HURRICANE

ALLEY...

WHERE VIOLENT WINDS AND WHITEOUT

CONDITIONS CAN SHUT DOWN

THE ROAD.

>> I'M PARTNERED UP WITH ANOTHER

DRIVER ON THIS RUN.

I'LL BE TRAVELING WITH STEVE.

>> narrator: AND WITH A STORM ON

THE WAY, THERE'S SAFETY

IN NUMBERS IN THE REMOTE

CANADIAN WILDERNESS.

>> MY NAME'S STEVE MOORE AND I'M

A LINE HAUL DRIVER FOR

MANITOULIN TRANSPORT.

I'VE BEEN DRIVING FOR 32 YEARS

NOW.

ALL RIGHT.

EVERYTHING'S LOOKING GOOD

SO FAR.

>> narrator: THEY'RE HAULING A

COMBINED 110,000 POUNDS OF FOOD

AND SUPPLIES FOR CANADA'S ARCTIC

COMMUNITIES.

>> IT'S FRESH PRODUCE, SO IT'S

URGENT TO GET IT UP THERE.

IF WE DON'T GET IT UP SOON

ENOUGH, IT STARTS SPROUTING AND

GETTING ROOTS.

SO WE NEED TO GET UP THERE

BEFORE IT GOES BAD.

>> HOW ABOUT YOU, ALEX?

ARE YOU OUT THERE?

>> OKAY, STEVE, WE CAN GO NOW.

WELL, WE'RE FINALLY AWAY.

TURNED OFF THE KLONDIKE HIGHWAY,

BOUND FOR INUVIK, THE LAND OF

THE MIDNIGHT SUN.

>> narrator: TO DELIVER THE FOOD

TO THE PEOPLE WHO RELY ON IT,

THEY'LL HAVE TO REACH HURRICANE

ALLEY BEFORE THE STORM SHUTS IT

DOWN.

[horn blows]

>> BLOWING SNOW, FALLING SNOW,

WHITEOUT, IT DOESN'T REALLY

MATTER.

WE'RE GONNA DRIVE INTO IT.

THAT'S IT.

>> narrator: 490 MILES TO THE

NORTHWEST, IN ALASKA...

TEMPERATURES ARE PLUNGING TO 45

BELOW.

[truck horn beeps]

BUT TWO HAUL ROAD HEAVYWEIGHTS

ARE HEATING UP THE ICE.

>> DON'T CUT MY THROAT TO KEEP

YOUR NICKNAME.

>> IT'S ALL ABOUT FREIGHT, MAN.

>> narrator: JACK JESSEE'S

LOOKING TO HOLD ONTO HIS TITLE

AS HAUL ROAD ACE.

>> FEELS LIKE IT'S MY TURN TO

KICK SOME BUTT NOW.

>> IT'S TIME SOMEBODY PUTS

LITTLE JACK IN HIS PLACE.

>> narrator: WHILE NEWCOMER

DARRELL WARD IS OUT FOR COLD,

HARD CASH.

[bleep] YOU, JACK!

YOU'RE COSTING RENO MONEY.

>> narrator: AT CARLILE'S

FAIRBANKS YARD...

>> DARRELL SCORES AGAIN.

>> narrator: DARRELL WARD LEADS

THE LOAD COUNT AFTER LAST

NIGHT'S BACKHAUL SHOT HIM INTO

THE TOP SPOT.

>> I HAVE A RIVALRY WITH JACK

JESSEE OUT HERE.

JACK DOESN'T KNOW WHAT I CAN DO.

THAT GIVES ME THAT EDGE.

IT'S KIND OF LIKE THE ELEMENT

OF SURPRISE.

I'LL TAKE HIM DOWN.

YOU KNOW, I GOT A LOAD OF

SHEETROCK HERE ON A FLATBED

TRAILER.

SPRING RIDE'S GONNA RIDE LIKE

HELL.

AH, THERE WE GO.

>> narrator: DARRELL'S LOAD IS

48,000 POUNDS OF CONSTRUCTION

MATERIAL BOUND FOR THE OIL

FIELDS OF PRUDHOE BAY.

>> OH, HE'S GOT THESE [bleep]

JUNK ASS [bleep] TRAILERS.

GOOD ENOUGH.

>> narrator: BUT IT'S SITTING ON

ONE OF THE MOST WORN OUT

TRAILERS IN THE YARD.

>> SO YOU KNOW, THIS IRON, THE

OLDER IT GETS, THE IRON GETS

BRITTLE.

HOPING IT MAKES IT.

I'M READY TO ROLL.

GONNA BE A ROUGH OLD RIDE.

ALL I EVER GOT WAS A ROUGH RIDE.

ALL THE WAY FROM TRUCKING TO

MARRIAGES.

>> narrator: AT THE OTHER END OF

THE ROAD...

>> PRETTY SURE WE'RE TAKING OUR

TRAILER THAT WE BROUGHT UP HERE

HOME, SO WE'RE JUST GONNA GO GET

OUR PAPERWORK FOR IT.

>> narrator: AUSTIN WHEELER'S

JUST FINISHED HIS FIRST SOLO

HEAVY HAUL UP THE DALTON...

>> LET'S KEEP GOING.

>> narrator: AND SECURED HIS

SPOT AMONG THE HAUL ROAD ELITE.

>> TOOK SOME REAL THOUGHT AND

SKILL.

KINDA SHOWS PEOPLE WHAT I'M MADE

OF AND WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF.

WHAT'S GOING ON, MAN?

>> WHAT'S GOING ON?

>> JUST TRYING TO GET SOMETHING

TO HEAD BACK TO FAIRBANKS WITH.

>> RIGHT ON.

WELL, I'M JUST GONNA HAVE YOU

TAKE A SPECIAL LOAD.

>> SWEET, MAN.

>> narrator: FOR HIS NEXT HEAVY

HAUL ASSIGNMENT, AUSTIN'S HEADED

423 MILES SOUTH TO PICK UP AN

INDUSTRIAL WATER TRUCK

AT THE LIVENGOOD MINING CAMP.

>> WELL WE JUST GOT OUR DISPATCH

TO GO HOME.

THERE'S A PIECE OF EQUIPMENT AT

THE MINING CAMP RIGHT IN

LIVENGOOD THAT NEEDS TO BE

PICKED UP.

THAT'LL MAKE THE DAY

INTERESTING.

>> narrator: IT'LL BE ANOTHER

TEST FOR THE 23-YEAR-OLD AS HE

HITS THE ROAD ON HIS OWN.

>> WELCOME TO HEAVY HAUL.

>> narrator: 300 MILES

TO THE SOUTH...

>> I WANNA JUST TRY TO MAKE IT

THROUGH THE REST OF THIS SEASON.

>> narrator: RONALD "PORKCHOP"

MANGUM IS ALSO ON THE ROAD ALONE

WITH A LOAD OF CONSTRUCTION

GRAVEL.

>> LOAD IS PRETTY DECENT.

HAULING ABOUT 82,000 POUNDS

TOTAL.

WE'RE GONNA PUSH ON THROUGH TO

PRUDHOE BAY TONIGHT.

I WAS GONNA STOP AT COLDFOOT,

BUT I'M TRYING TO GET CAUGHT UP

ON THIS LOAD COUNT.

>> narrator: THIS IS ONLY THE

THIRD SOLO RUN FOR THE SOUTH

CAROLINA NATIVE.

>> YEAH!

YEAH!

>> narrator: BUT AFTER JUST A

COUPLE OF DELIVERIES...

>> THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING

ABOUT.

PRUDHOE BAY, GET THE HELL OUT

THE WAY, HERE COMES THE CHOP.

>> narrator: SUCCESS HAS GONE

TO HIS HEAD.

[truck horn beeps]

>> I'M DOWN A COUPLE OF LOADS

NOW, AND I GOTTA GET CAUGHT BACK

UP IN THE GAME.

IT'S KINDA LIKE I'M COMING BACK

OUT AT HALF TIME, DOWN 14 TO

NOTHING.

TIME TO GO 5 WIDE.

CALL THAT 151 TRIPS RIGHT.

I AIN'T STOPPING.

I'M PUSHING ON THROUGH

TO PRUDHOE.

HE'S ALL OVER THE PLACE.

>> narrator: AND TIRED OF TAKING

IT FROM OTHER DRIVERS...

>> CAN YOU GET ON YOUR SIDE OF

THE DAMN ROAD?

>> narrator: NOW HE'S DISHING

IT OUT.

[truck horn beeps]

>> DAMN, YOU GONNA GIVE ME

SOME ROOM?

WHAT THE HELL, DUDE?

BACK OFF!

>> SORRY ABOUT THAT.

>> THESE GUYS OUT HERE, THEY

DON'T WANNA GET OVER ON THEIR

SIDE OF THE ROAD.

MAKES 'EM DANGEROUS WHEN

YOU'RE--MEET ONCOMING TRAFFIC.

SO...IT IS WHAT IT IS.

>> narrator: AS THE SUN SETS IN

ALASKA...

[truck horn beeps]

>> ABOUT 5 1/2 HOURS INTO THIS

TRIP.

I GOT THIS HOT LOAD OF FUEL I

GOTTA GET TO PRUDHOE.

>> narrator: HAUL ROAD ACE JACK

JESSEE ROLLS NORTH, ONE

LOAD DOWN TO LOAD COUNT LEADER

DARRELL.

>> I HAVE TO TAKE EXTRA

PRECAUTIONS WITH THIS LOAD.

IT'S A HAZARDOUS MATERIAL.

IT'S FLAMMABLE AND IT'S HEAVY.

>> narrator: BUT HIS 82,000-

POUND LOAD OF FUEL IS SLOWING

HIM DOWN.

>> BASICALLY THE HAUL ROAD IS A

ONE LANE ROAD.

WHEN YOU'RE OUT HERE BY

YOURSELF, MAN, YOU'RE THE ONLY

ONE THAT CAN SCREW UP.

YOU PUT OTHER TRUCKS IN THE MIX,

ONE BAD CALL IN JUDGMENT CAN

TAKE EVERYBODY OUT.

[truck horn beeps]

[truck horn beeps]

>> WHO THE HELL IS THIS?

GOD!

[truck horn beeps]

>> narrator: OUT OF THE

DARKNESS...

>> WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?

>> narrator: ANOTHER DRIVER'S

COMING IN FAST BEHIND JACK.

>> THE EDGE IS JUST HARD TO FIND

TO MAKE ROOM.

>> [chuckles]

[horn blasting]

>> SLOW DOWN!

WHOA!

>> narrator: IN THE DEAD OF

NIGHT...

[truck horn beeps]

>> WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?

THE EDGE IS JUST HARD TO FIND

TO MAKE ROOM.

>> narrator: A TRUCK TRIES TO

OVERTAKE JACK ON A NARROW

STRETCH OF THE HAUL ROAD.

[horn blasting]

>> SLOW DOWN!

WHOA!

THAT WAS CLOSE.

[bleep].

DID YOU SEE THAT?

THAT GUY COULD HAVE KILLED ME.

>> IS THAT YOU, JACK?

>> THAT'S DARRELL.

WHAT THE...

YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING,

DARRELL, WHAT THE HELL?

KINDA--KINDA SCARED ME A LITTLE

THERE.

>> WELL, I FIGURED WHOEVER IT

WAS, I WAS GONNA WAKE 'EM UP FOR

DAMN SURE.

>> YOU KNOW, DARRELL, PASSING

LIKE THAT'S NOT GONNA WIN YOU

ANY FRIENDS OUT HERE.

>> YOU KNOW, I'M NOT OUT HERE TO

MAKE FRIENDS, JACK.

I'VE GOT PLENTY OF THEM.

YOU KNOW, YOU, UH, YOU MIGHT

WANNA WATCH YOUR BACK.

I MIGHT BE GUNNING FOR YOU.

>> narrator: DARRELL WITH HIS

LIGHTER LOAD HAS THE ADVANTAGE

OVER JACK'S HEAVY FUEL TANKER.

>> PROBABLY BE FINISHING UP WITH

MY DINNER IN COLDFOOT ABOUT THE

TIME YOU PULL INTO YOUR PARKING

SPOT, HUH?

>> WELL, I GOT THIS FUEL ON

HERE.

I CAN'T GO BOUNCING DOWN THE

ROAD LIKE YOU GUYS.

>> WELL, JACK, I GUESS I'LL SEE

YOU ON THE FLIP FLOP.

>> ONE LAST THOUGHT TO THINK ON.

TORTOISE VERSUS THE HARE.

WHO WON THAT RACE?

MAN, IT'S GUYS LIKE THAT THAT

CAUSE PROBLEMS AND ACCIDENTS OUT

HERE.

YOU ALWAYS QUESTION

THE NEW GUYS.

I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU KNEW

BEFORE YOU SHOWED UP HERE.

CERTAIN MISTAKES UP HERE CAN

KILL YOU.

YOU KNOW, COULD HAVE JUST, LIKE,

DODGED A POTHOLE AT THE VERY

WRONG MOMENT WHEN HE CAME FLYING

BY.

NOW YOU GOT TWO TRUCKS IN THE

DITCH.

AND THAT AIN'T HOW WE ROLL OUT

HERE.

>> POOR OLD JACK JESSEE.

PASSED HIM ON THE ROAD.

PASSED HIM IN THE LOAD COUNT.

JACK DON'T KNOW WHAT COME

AROUND, DID HE?

>> narrator: WHILE JACK AND

DARRELL BATTLE TO PRUDHOE BAY...

[truck horn beeps]

>> I'VE STILL GOTTA STOP AND

LOAD UP THAT FREAKIN' SIX-WHEEL-

DRIVE WATER TRUCK THING.

>> narrator: AUSTIN WHEELER'S

TAKING ON A HEAVY HAUL SPECIAL

ASSIGNMENT AT A MINING CAMP JUST

OFF THE DALTON.

>> I'M TRYING TO MAKE A NAME FOR

MYSELF BY HAULING SOME OF THE

BIGGEST LOADS, THE MOST AWKWARD

LOADS, JUST TO SHOW PEOPLE THAT

I'M GOOD AT WHAT I DO AND I HAVE

WHAT IT TAKES TO BE HERE.

>> narrator: BUT THIS JOB'S MORE

THAN JUST HOOK UP AND GO.

>> WHOA.

>> narrator: IT'S UP TO AUSTIN

TO LOAD AND SECURE THE CARGO.

>> WE'RE JUST ABOUT TO LOAD UP

THIS MACHINE ON HERE, SO...

>> OKAY, LET'S TAKE HER SLOW.

>> YEP.

>> I THINK IT'S PRETTY COOL.

HA.

>> narrator: THE TRUCK IS AS

WIDE AS THE TRAILER.

>> HERE WE GO.

>> ALL RIGHT.

>> PULL FORWARD A LITTLE BIT.

>> narrator: A COUPLE OF INCHES

TOO FAR TO EITHER SIDE...

BACK UP A LITTLE BIT.

GIVE IT A LITTLE PUMP.

>> AND THE LOAD WILL END UP ON

THE GROUND.

>> GIVE IT A LITTLE PUMP!

>> GO!

>> HOLD UP!

>> GO.

MORE.

WHOA!

>> THERE YOU GO.

>> SWEET, THANKS, GUYS.

WHENEVER I LOAD MY OWN STUFF, I

ALWAYS MAKE SURE IT'S LOADED

RIGHT AND TIED DOWN RIGHT.

I THINK MAKING ANYBODY GOOD ON

THIS ROAD MEANS NOT BREAKING

LOADS, NOT DAMAGING 'EM, BUT

ALSO GETTING HOME SAFELY TOO.

YOU NEVER KNOW, SOMETHING COULD

HAPPEN.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S DO THIS.

IT'S BEEN A REALLY EXTREMELY

LONG DAY, AND I AM READY TO

LEAVE.

>> narrator: THE LOAD'S SECURED

AND AUSTIN'S FEELING GOOD.

>> AUSTIN WHEELER IS A BADASS,

AND I PRETTY MUCH JUST

DROVE--GOT IN THAT THING AND

MADE IT MY [bleep].

[giggles]

>> narrator: 350 MILES TO THE

EAST...

>> AND WE'RE OFF LIKE A BALE OF

TURTLES.

[laughing]

>> narrator: ALEX AND STEVE ARE

AT THE HALFWAY POINT IN THEIR

RACE AGAINST THE WEATHER.

>> I GOT A LOAD OF GROCERIES

GOING TO INUVIK, AND I'M GOING

DOWN THE DEMPSTER.

I'M JUST LEAVING KLONDIKE CORNER

IN A BIG CLOUD OF SNOW.

>> narrator: STEVE'S IN THE LEAD

TRUCK AS THEY APPROACH HURRICANE

ALLEY.

>> VERY DIFFICULT TO SEE.

>> PRETTY WINTERY LOOKING ROAD,

I'LL TELL YA.

>> narrator: BUT THEY MAY HAVE

ALREADY LOST THE RACE AS THE

STORM STARTS TO SHOW ITS TEETH.

I THINK THE WIND'S PICKING UP

HERE, ALEX.

>> YEAH, I CAN ONLY SEE

WHATEVER'S 100 FEET IN

FRONT OF ME BECAUSE OF BLOWING

SNOW.

>> SAME HERE.

>> WE'RE NOT OUT IN THE OPEN

YET.

WE'RE STILL IN AMONGST THE TREES

AND IT'S SNOWING PRETTY GOOD.

THAT MEANS THAT WE HAVEN'T SEEN

THE WORST.

WE'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE

GET OUT THERE.

>> THERE'S A FEW BIGGER DRIFTS

ON THE ROAD NOW.

>> narrator: AS THEY PULL INTO

HURRICANE ALLEY, THE WINDS HAVE

REACHED 80 MILES PER HOUR.

>> SEE, THIS IS NOT GOOD.

SO I DEFINITELY GOTTA SLOW DOWN

A LITTLE BIT MORE.

HOLY [bleep]!

KEEP AN EYE ON THOSE POLES.

IT'S ALL WE GOT.

>> narrator: STEVE ROLLS FORWARD

WITH ONLY THE DELINEATOR POLES

KEEPING HIM ON THE ROAD.

>> I'M SEEING A WHOLE BUNCH OF

WHITE.

>> SEE, WE'RE DOWN TO TWO.

WE'RE DOWN TO TWO.

>> YEAH, I DON'T THINK THIS IS A

VERY GOOD IDEA.

>> I CAN'T SEE [bleep] AT ALL.

THIS IS--THIS IS BAD.

>> narrator: STEVE SEARCHES FOR

THE ROAD WHILE ALEX SEEKS HIS

OWN GUIDANCE.

>> GONNA SAY A PRAYER.

DEAR GOD, GIVE US A HAND WITH

THIS TRIP.

BLESS THIS DAY.

PROTECT ME FROM HARM.

GIVE ME DIRECTION AND GUIDANCE.

>> I CAN'T SEE NOTHING.

THIS IS NUTS, MAN.

THIS IS TOTAL NUTS.

>> BLESS STEVE, MY CONVOY

PARTNER.

KEEP US SAFE.

>> I CAN'T SEE NOTHING.

HOLY [bleep].

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

THIS IS [bleep].

>> JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU.

>> WHERE ARE WE?

I'M OFF THE ROAD?

NO.

>> JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU.

>> I DON'T SEE NOTHING.

>> JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU.

>> OKAY, TO THE RIGHT.

TO THE RIGHT, TO THE RIGHT.

>> CAN'T SEE A THING.

I CAN'T SEE A THING.

>> CAN YOU SEE A DELINEATOR?

>> THERE, TO THE RIGHT.

>> WHOA!

>> narrator: YUKON, CANADA.

>> JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU.

>> I DON'T SEE NOTHING.

>> JESUS, I TRUST IN YOU, AMEN.

>> WHERE ARE WE?

I'M OFF THE ROAD?

NO.

CAN YOU SEE THE DELINEATOR?

>> CAN'T SEE A THING.

I CAN'T SEE AT THING.

>> WHOA!

HANG ON.

>> narrator: ALEX AND CONVOY

PARTNER STEVE ARE FIGHTING A

MASSIVE WHITEOUT IN THE MIDDLE

OF HURRICANE ALLEY.

>> BASICALLY DON'T SEE ANYTHING.

I'VE GOTTEN TOO CLOSE TO

STEVE.

OH, CRAP.

>> I CAN'T SEE NOTHING.

SEE A POLE?

SEE A POLE?

SEE A POLE?

I DON'T SEE NOTHING.

CAN YOU SEE ONE?

>> THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.

WHERE IN THE DICKENS AM I?

>> [bleep].

CAN YOU SEE A POLE?

I DON'T SEE NOTHING.

IT IS KINDA POINTLESS TO GO

WHEN YOU CAN'T SEE.

OKAY, ALEX, I'M STOPPED.

I CAN'T SEE THE SIDE OF THE

ROAD.

>> narrator: UNABLE TO PRESS

FORWARD THROUGH THE BLINDING

WHITEOUT, AND NOT EVEN SURE

THEY'RE STILL ON THE ROAD...

>> LOVELY. IT'S JUST WHAT WE

NEED.

>> narrator: THE VETERANS ARE

STRANDED AS THE STORM RAGES ON.

370 MILES TO THE WEST...

>> YEAH, JUST HEADED NORTHBOUND.

OVER THE HILLS AND THROUGH THE

WOODS TO PRUDHOE BAY WE GO.

>> narrator: DARRELL'S MADE IT

TO THE NORTH SLOPE AFTER LEAVING

JACK IN THE DUST LAST NIGHT.

>> I'M ALL ABOUT LOAD COUNT, SO

STAY OUT OF MY WAY, JACK JESSEE,

BECAUSE I WILL SACK YOUR ASS.

AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN.

>> narrator: HE'S JUST AN HOUR

FROM PRUDHOE BAY, BUT HIS OLD

TRAILER MIGHT NOT MAKE IT.

>> HOLY [bleep].

MAN, THIS TRAILER'S IN PRETTY

TOUGH SHAPE.

THE OLDER IT GETS, THIS IRON

GETS BRITTLE.

CAN'T HANDLE THE STRESS.

>> narrator: HERE THE

TEMPERATURES PLUNGE TO 45 BELOW

AND THE TRUCK'S GETTING KNOCKED

AROUND BY FROST HEAPS THAT COVER

THE ROAD.

>> [bleep] ME.

[bleep] IS BUCKLING NOW.

[metal creaks]

IF ANYTHING'S GONNA BREAK THIS

TRAILER IN HALF, IT'LL BE THIS

[bleep] TRIP.

65 MILES OF FROST-EATEN AND

ROUGH-ASS ICE ROAD.

>> narrator: IN THE EXTREME

COLD, METAL TURNS BRITTLE.

AND WITH THE RUGGED ROAD TAKING

ITS TOLL ON THE OLD TRAILER,

ONE BAD BUMP COULD CRACK IT

IN TWO AND SEND DARRELL'S

TRUCK OUT OF CONTROL.

>> MIGHT HAVE TO SLOW HER DOWN,

OR WE'RE NEVER GONNA MAKE IT

THERE.

JUST GONNA HAVE TO NURSE IT ON

IN AND HOPE FOR THE BEST.

DON'T WANNA NURSE IT TOO SLOW.

DON'T NEED OLD JACK OR PORKCHOP

OR ANYBODY LIKE THAT TO CATCH UP

WITH ME.

HOLY [bleep].

HOLY [bleep], THAT'LL BREAK MY

TRAILER.

[bleep], DUDE.

THIS [bleep] TRAILER DON'T STAND

A CHANCE.

YOU KNOW, THAT'S ALL I NEED IS

THIS TRAILER TO GO TO

[bleep] ON ME AND END UP SITTING

ON THE ROAD HERE.

HOPIN' IT MAKES IT.

KEEP MY FINGERS CROSSED.

PRETTY UGLY.

>> narrator: 150 MILES TO THE

SOUTH...

>> HEADING TO PRUDHOE, THEN

I'M GONNA TRY TO HEAD BACK TO

COLDFOOT, SEE WHAT HAPPENS

TODAY.

>> narrator: PORKCHOP'S ON HIS

THIRD SOLO RUN OF THE SEASON,

TRYING TO GET BACK INTO THE LOAD

COUNT RACE WITH A LOAD OF

CONSTRUCTION GRAVEL.

>> WHO KNOWS WHAT THE ATIGUN

IS GONNA HOLD FOR US.

IT'S PROBABLY GREASIER THAN

GREASED COOKIE SHEET ON A

THANKSGIVING EVENING.

>> narrator: HE'S DRIVEN OVER

300 MILES WITHOUT A PROBLEM.

>> GOT MY LOCKERS IN.

HERE WE GO.

>> narrator: BUT NOW HE'S GOTTA

GET HIS HEAVIEST LOAD OF THE

SEASON UP ATIGUN PASS.

>> SO FAR, SO GOOD.

WHOA! LITTLE BIT OF SLIPPAGE

THERE.

WHEN YOU CATCH A GOOD GROOVE,

HOPEFULLY WE WON'T SLIDE OVER

THE EDGE.

HOPEFULLY, IT'LL HOLD.

HUMAN FACTOR?

NO, YOU CAN'T STOP THE CHOP.

GOD FACTOR?

ANY TIME HE WANTS TO.

COME ON, KITTY KENWORTH.

CLIMB ON UP TO THE TOP, BABY.

HOLY [bleep].

HERE SHE COMES AGAIN, DAMN IT.

>> narrator: PORKCHOP'S DRIVE

WHEELS ARE SLIPPING ON THE

ICE-COVERED SLOPE.

>> ALMOST THERE.

THREE GEARS IN LESS THAN 100

YARDS, BABY.

FOUR GEARS.

COME ON, GIRL.

PULL THIS [bleep].

AND THAT'S HOW YOU GO TO THE TOP

OF THE ROCK.

>> narrator: SOUTH CAROLINA

NATIVE CRESTS THE PASS.

>> SOUTHBOUND DROPPING OFF

ATIGUN.

>> narrator: AND HE'S STARTING

TO SHOW HE CAN HANDLE THE HAUL

ROAD.

>> NOTHING TO DO BUT SIT

BACK AND ENJOY THE RIDE TO THE

BOTTOM.

HOPEFULLY, IT'S A SMOOTH ONE.

>> narrator: NORTHERN CANADA.

HURRICANE ALLEY.

>> WE'RE STUCK AT, UH...JUST

NORTH OF 460.

CAN'T SEE A THING.

>> narrator: ALEX AND CONVOY

PARTNER, STEVE, ARE STRANDED

HUNDREDS OF MILES FROM

CIVILIZATION.

>> OKAY, STEVE, I'M GONNA GET

OUT AND WALK UP THERE.

>> THAT'S PRETTY INTENSE.

>> THIS IS WHY THE CALL IT

HURRICANE ALLEY.

>> narrator: ALEX WALKS INTO

THE WHITEOUT, TRYING TO FIND THE

ROAD.

>> LOOK AT THOSE THINGS THERE.

DELINEATORS DOWN THERE?

>> narrator: BUT THE DEMPSTER IS

GONE.

>> THE TRUCK LOOKS LIKE IT'S

CROSSWAYS IN THE ROAD...

OR IS THE ROAD GOING THE OTHER

WAY?

WHERE ARE WE?

I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE.

WHERE AM I?

>> I CAN'T SEE HIM.

>> SEE IF I CAN SEE ANYTHING...

>> narrator: GETTING DISORIENTED

IN THE BLINDING SNOW IS THE

BIGGEST DANGER OF WALKING IN A

WHITEOUT.

AND AT 25 BELOW, THEY GOT JUST

MINUTES BEFORE FROSTBITE SETS

IN.

>> WELL, THERE YA GO.

I NEVER HAD ANY PLANS THAT

WORKED REALLY THAT GOOD, SO...

I DON'T HAVE A PLAN.

>> CAN'T SEE NOTHING, REALLY.

>> [groans] AHH...

ANOTHER WAY TO HAVE A HEART

ATTACK.

>> IF I CAN'T SEE, I CAN'T GO.

THAT'S THE RULE.

GREAT. THIS'LL BE INTERESTING.

>> narrator: UNABLE TO FIND ANY

SIGN OF THE ROAD, THEY'RE STUCK

HERE.

BUT THEY'LL ONLY STAY WARM AS

LONG AS THEIR FUEL HOLDS OUT.

>> THERE'S ICE ROAD TRUCKING FOR

YOU.

>> narrator: 200 MILES TO THE

WEST...

>> WELL, HERE I AM.

COMING INTO PRUDHOE BAY.

>> narrator: DARRELL MAKES IT

OUT OF THE HARSH NORTH SLOPE

INTO PRUDHOE BAY.

>> MY TRAILER HELD TOGETHER,

DIDN'T BUCKLE IN HALF ON ME,

MADE PRETTY GOOD TIME.

GET IN HERE AND GET RID OF THIS

LOAD, DROP THIS TRAILER OFF AND

DISPATCH UP A BACKHAUL

AND HEAD BACK SOUTH.

WHOO, DOGGY.

HERE WE GO.

JUST LIKE THAT.

SEE IF I CAN GET AWAY FROM IT

RIGHT HERE.

>> narrator: ALREADY ON TOP OF

THE LOAD COUNT, A BACKHAUL HERE

WILL KEEP HIM IN THE LEAD.

>> WHAT'S GOING ON?

>> NOT TOO MUCH.

YOU HAVE SOMETHING FOR ME?

>> GOT YOU A BUS.

>> A BUS? LIKE, WHAT KIND OF

BUS?

>> LIKE A BUS BUS.

LIKE A PEOPLE-HAULING BUS.

>> BETTER THAN BOBTAILING,

THAT'S FOR SURE.

>> YEAH.

>> COOL.

I'M GONNA GET OUT OF HERE...

>> ALL RIGHTY.

>> BEFORE ANYBODY ELSE SHOWS UP

LOOKING FOR ME.

>> SOUNDS GOOD.

HAVE FUN WITH THAT BUS.

>> YEAH, THANKS.

I'M GONNA GO GET THE HELL OUT OF

HERE BEFORE JACK JESSEE EVEN

SHOWS UP, YOU KNOW?

BY THE END OF THE WEEK,

I'M GONNA LAP HIM.

[truck horn beeps]

>> narrator: 185 MILES TO THE

SOUTH...

>> WELL WE JUST PULLED OUT OF

COLDFOOT.

A GOOD NIGHT'S REST.

>> narrator: JACK'S BACK ON THE

ROAD AFTER GETTING PASSED LAST

NIGHT BY DARRELL.

>> I THINK DARRELL'S ALL ABOUT

WINNING THE LOAD COUNT,

FOR SURE.

BUT, YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES IT'S

NOT ABOUT THE LOAD COUNT OUT

HERE.

IT'S ABOUT MAKING GOOD

DECISIONS.

IF YOU MAKE THE WRONG DECISION

OUT HERE, YOU COULD KILL

SOMEBODY.

I'VE GOT THIS HEAVY LOAD

OF FUEL.

I GOT--YOU KNOW, I'VE GOT ATIGUN

PASS COMING UP.

AND I'M GROSSING ABOUT 104,000

POUNDS RIGHT NOW AND I'VE GOTTA

PULL THAT UP THE HILL.

THE FIRST HALF OF THIS CHALLENGE

IS TO GET UP THE HILL.

I'M GONNA HAVE TO CHANGE GEARS.

THERE WE GO.

IT'S AMAZING HOW STEEP THESE

THINGS ARE HERE.

FEELS GOOD.

WE JUST MADE IT TO THE TOP.

>> narrator: JACK CRESTS THE

PASS, BUT WITH HIS HEAVY LOAD,

THE CHALLENGE HAS JUST BEGUN.

>> NOW THAT I MADE IT UP THE

HILL, NOW I GOTTA GO DOWN THE

HILL.

ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO.

>> narrator: THE NORTH FACE OF

ATIGUN DESCENDS AT AN ALARMING

13% GRADE.

>> IF YOU SPIN OUT GOING

UPHILL, YOU HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT

SLIDING BACKWARDS.

WHEN YOU GET CAUGHT AND GO

DOWNHILL, YOU DON'T STOP.

YOU JUST START PICKING UP SPEED.

THEN YOU KEEP GOING AND GOING.

>> narrator: HE'S GOTTA KEEP

THE 82,000-POUND TANKER FROM

PUSHING HIS 22,000-POUND TRUCK

DOWN THE MOUNTAIN.

>> MAN, THIS ROAD IS SLICK.

>> narrator: AND ONE MISTAKE

WILL SEND HIM OVER THE EDGE.

>> WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!

OKAY.

MAYBE LOST TRACTION THERE FOR A

SECOND, BUT MUST HAVE FOUND SOME

MORE BECAUSE IT CAUGHT BACK UP

UNDERNEATH IT AGAIN.

PUSHING ME.

WHOA, COME ON, BABY, COME ON.

WHOA!

WHOA! WHOA!

WELL, THERE WE GO.

COME ON, GET BACK UNDERNEATH IT.

HEAR THE MOTOR DYING DOWN?

THAT MEANS I'M SLIDING.

COME ON STRAIGHT, STRAIGHT,

STRAIGHT.

COME ON, COME ON.

GOOD GOD, COME ON.

GET BACK UNDERNEATH IT.

NO, NO, NO, NO.

CRAP. WE'RE OUT OF CONTROL.

>> narrator: HALFWAY DOWN THE

NORTH FACE OF ICE-CRUSTED ATIGUN

PASS...

>> GOOD GOD, COME ON, GET BACK

UNDERNEATH IT.

>> narrator: JACK FIGHTS FOR

CONTROL OF THE 82,000-POUND

TANKER PUSHING HIM DOWN THE

MOUNTAIN.

>> COME ON.

COME ON.

OH, CRAP, WE'RE OUT OF CONTROL.

WHOA!

WHOA!

WHOA! COME ON.

STRAIGHT, STRAIGHT, STRAIGHT.

COME ON--CRAP, I'M GONNA GRAB

THE GEAR.

GOT TO GET OUR SPEED UP

GOING DOWNHILL WHEN YOU LOSE IT.

COME ON.

THERE WE GO.

STAY BEHIND ME.

STAY BEHIND ME.

COME ON.

STAY UNDER ME.

OKAY.

I THINK WE'RE GOOD NOW.

OKAY.

I GOT IT UNDER CONTROL AGAIN.

THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN

LOSING TRACTION GOING DOWNHILL

BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS SPEED UP.

AND THE ONLY WAY TO GET OUT FROM

UNDERNEATH IT AND TO CATCH IT

IS TO GO FASTER.

AND THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU WANNA DO

GOING DOWNHILL.

[sighs] OH, LORD.

ALMOST DIDN'T CATCH THAT.

IT'S A BAD DEAL.

SO BAD OF A DEAL.

[bleep] GETTIN' OUT.

THE MOUNTAIN OVER THERE IS

DEFINITELY NOT SOMETHING TO MESS

WITH, MAN.

>> narrator: 160 MILES TO THE

NORTH...

>> GET THIS TRIP OUT OF THE WAY

AND GET 'ER DONE.

YOU KNOW, ALMOST THERE.

>> narrator: PORKCHOP'S FINALLY

HITTING HIS STRIDE AS HE CHALKS

UP ANOTHER LOAD.

>> GET ON UP HERE AND GETTING

THIS LOAD OFF AND GET ANOTHER

ONE AND HEAD BACK.

WHOO!

FEELS GOOD TO HAVE MADE IT.

STILL IN THE GAME.

I'M NOT DOWN.

I JUST SCORED ANOTHER TOUCHDOWN.

FOURTH QUARTER RIGHT HERE AND

THE LAST WHISTLE AIN'T BLOWED.

DON'T COUNT ME OUT.

I GOT THIS.

LET'S GO SEE WHAT DISPATCH HAS

TO OFFER.

>> narrator: AND A BACKHAUL HERE

WILL KEEP HIS STREAK GOING.

>> WHAT'S UP, MAN?

>> WHAT'S GOING ON THERE,

PORKCHOP?

>> WHAT YOU GOT?

>> GONNA HAVE TO SEND YOU

BOBTAIL BACK TO FAIRBANKS.

I GOT NOTHING FOR YOU, MAN.

>> IS THERE ANY WAIT

OR ANYTHING?

>> NO.

>> ALL RIGHT.

>> WISH I HAD SOMETHING FOR YOU.

>> IT HAPPENS.

>> YEP.

>> LATER.

>> narrator: NOW PORKCHOP FACES

A 500-MILE TRIP WITHOUT A PAYING

LOAD.

>> IT'S PLAIN AND SIMPLE.

ONCE AGAIN, IF YOU AIN'T IN THE

CLUB, YOU AIN'T GETTING A

BACKHAUL.

THAT'S BS.

YOU KNOW?

I COME UP HERE TO MAKE MONEY FOR

MY FAMILY SO I CAN GET BILLS

CAUGHT UP.

I DON'T HAVE A SILVER SPOON IN

MY MOUTH.

I'VE WORKED FOR EVERY DAMN THING

I'VE GOT.

[truck horn beeps]

IT IS WHAT IT IS.

>> narrator: AS PORKCHOP HEADS

OUT, JACK PULLS IN.

[truck horns beep]

>> WELL, WE JUST PULLIN' IN TO

PRUDHOE.

ALL I GOTTA DO IS GET OFFLOADED

AND I AM OUT OF HERE.

>> narrator: HE'S NOT AHEAD IN

THE LOAD COUNT, BUT HE'S ALIVE.

AT THE END OF THE DAY, THE

ROCKY MOUNTAIN LOG HAULER HOLDS

ONTO THE LEAD.

BUT BACK ON THE DEMPSTER'S

HURRICANE ALLEY...

>> YOU'RE ALL ALONE AND IT

STARTS TO BLOW, AND THERE YOU

ARE...

IN THE MIDDLE OF A SNOWSTORM OR

A WINDSTORM.

>> narrator: ALEX AND STEVE HAVE

BEEN STRANDED FOR THREE HOURS

AT 25 BELOW, HOPING THEIR FUEL

SUPPLY OUTLASTS THE STORM.

>> I CAN SEE IT COMING THERE,

A PLOWER OR A GRADER.

>> THE GRADER SHOWED UP TO SAVE

OUR HIDES.

I DIDN'T THINK HE'D COME

THROUGH THIS STUFF, CONSIDERING

HOW WHITE IT IS.

I DON'T KNOW HOW HE CAN SEE.

>> THAT'S PRETTY GOOD THAT THEY

COME RIGHT OVER AND PUNCHED IT

UP RIGHT AWAY.

>> SO NOW IT'S JUST A MATTER OF

WHETHER WE CAN SEE AS GOOD AS

THE GRADER TO GET OUT OF HERE.

>> WE'RE ALL CLEAR UP HERE.

>> GIVE HER HECK.

I'LL BE ON YOUR TAIL.

>> narrator: THE VETERAN

TRUCKERS FOLLOW THE GRADER'S

PATH BEFORE THE ROAD DISAPPEARS

AGAIN.

>> OKAY. I CAN SEE NOW.

>> HOW YOU MAKING OUT BACK

THERE, ALEX?

>> WE'RE STILL ON THE ROAD.

>> THAT'S A GOOD THING.

>> GOING UP BORDER HILL.

WE'RE GONNA BE CROSSING INTO THE

NORTHWEST TERRITORIES.

STEVE AND I MANAGED TO GET

THROUGH BY THE SKIN OF OUR

TEETH.

>> narrator: AFTER TWO DAYS ON

THE ROAD, ALEX AND STEVE FINALLY

DELIVER OVER 100,000 POUNDS OF

FOOD TO THE REMOTE COMMUNITY

OF INUVIK.

>> HOW'S IT GOING, BUDDY?

WE MADE IT.

>> [laughs]

WE GOT THE LOADS HERE.

WE DIDN'T WRECK NO EQUIPMENT.

COLD, IT'S SNOWING, IT'S

BLOWING, IT'S...STILL WINTER.

WHICH IS GOOD BECAUSE IT MEANS

THE ICE IS STRONG TO HAUL

MORE LOADS.

>> narrator: NEXT TIME ON ICE

ROAD TRUCKERS...

>> [grunts]

>> narrator: RICK YEMM IS BACK

IN THE SADDLE.

>> AW, [bleep].

>> narrator: AND BACK IN HOT

WATER.

[metal crashes]

>> WE HIT A TRUCK.

>> narrator: AUSTIN'S LONGEST

LOAD OF THE SEASON...

>> OH, [bleep]!

>> narrator: COULD BE HIS

SHORTEST TRIP.

>> PLEASE NO.

>> CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A SEC?

>> narrator: AND A VETERAN

LAYS DOWN THE LAW.

>> YOU PUT ME IN A BAD SPOT.

>> THAT'S BS, MAN, YOU KNOW IT.

>> NO, NOT UP HERE IT'S NOT.