Drove a truck for eleven years.
Now I book them.
High Mile Dispatch is one guy. Name's Reg. I started driving a reefer over the road in my twenties, bought my first truck a few years later, and spent the back half of the last decade running two rigs with a partner out of the high desert.
When my back gave out on me, I didn't want to sell the knowledge along with the equipment. I'd spent eleven years learning which brokers pay in 15 and which string you out 60, which lanes pay in December and which ones die, and which rate cons have a clause that'll bite you later. That's the work, now.
I dispatch for a handful of carriers — single trucks, a couple of small family fleets, one two-truck husband-and-wife team that's been with me since day one. I don't want fifty trucks. I want a roster I can actually pay attention to.
How I work.
Small roster, on purpose.
If I'm juggling too many trucks, somebody's getting a cold shoulder on a Tuesday afternoon. I keep the book small so every carrier gets real attention.
No contracts.
Week-to-week. If I'm not earning my five percent, you leave. I've never had a carrier leave for that reason but the door's open either way.
Your rate, your call.
I'll tell you what I think a load is worth. You decide whether to take it. I don't book loads without confirmation and I don't pressure you onto cheap freight.
Phone, not portals.
You're driving. You don't need another app. Text me when you're ready, I call you back when you're parked.
Why "High Mile."
Every truck I ever owned had a million miles on it before I sold it. The joke with my partner was that we didn't buy trucks, we adopted them. A high-mile truck that's been maintained right will outrun a new one every time, and the operator who owns it usually knows a thing or two.
Those are the carriers I like working with. Knowledgeable, particular about their equipment, not interested in being impressed. Get in, get the load, get home, do it again.