It’s A Lonely Job…

It’s a lonely job transmitting all of that electrical current created by our beautiful Hoover Dam! Nikon Z50 with the 200mm Nikkor lens. So far, today has been very windy, the palm trees are swinging wildly in the cool 50-degree wind. A good day to stay home. πŸ‘πŸ»

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      • We do. We call them hydro poles or power poles. In the old days we called them telephone poles but now the phone and internet lines are on the same poles as the power lines but they are the lower strands and we don’t call them telephone poles anymore. Most people have cell phones anyway.

        • That’s interesting! The year I lived in Ontario in 1986 I think it was, the folks always called them Hydro poles. We say Power Lines or telephone lines I guess. As a kid, I saw a squirrel walking the telephone lines, the bottom lines, and it slipped off the cable and made a huge SPLAT! Sound when it hit the pavement. It’s funny how some things stay in your head your entire life, isn’t it? Splat! πŸ˜‚ So funny…

    • Thank you! I may have mentioned this before, but seeing these towers reminds me of the 1970s when my dad and I used to go up north to Michigan’s northern lower peninsula to go dirt bike riding with his employees from the dealership. We would ride these power lines mile after mile. Great riding with their little cricks and big sandy hills to climb!

        • Indeed! The cell company does a decent job trying to make the tower a little more attractive. There are several of them with the mill blades on them. The mountain in the distance with a slight curve is called Mummy Mountain. To the left, you can see what would be the feet of the mummy. It is a part of the Spring Mountains range.

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