This is where I work. Working for a ‘last-mile’ internet provider means that I’ve had to go to a lot of places that a well-fed and pampered West County kid from St. Louis would never, ever, ever expect to end up. I’ve climbed numerous water towers to install antennas and modems. I’ve been up on free-standing towers to sight-in 15 mile wide wireless links, making millimeter-by-millimeter adjustments to get things just right. I’ve hitched my laptop up to more rooftops than Michel Dell ever imagined one of his notebooks would ever see (add to that a few crawlspaces too, and you’ll begin to get the full picture). I’m on gravel roads more often than paved, and my territory is roughly 70 miles wide E-W, another 70 going N-S. Running coax or Cat-5 around 100 year old farm houses is a weekly event, and I’ve actually almost gotten used to the unbelievable reek of cows and pigs.

But not until today was I unable to do maintenance on some of our internet equipment because of a nippy horse. Until today. Click on the photo for a larger version.