Yes, got the TV back up and running. It was a project. The crew that came
to fix it spent over an hour up on the roof trying to get a signal, after I told
em it was no bueno up there and needed to be moved to a new locale down
on the ground where there was a clear shot at the satellite. After an hour
or so they told me, grimly, that it was no use trying to get a signal up there,
there were just too many trees in the way. NO FUCKING SHIT, Sherlocks.
Then it seemed they had no intention of moving the old dish, and just gave
me a new one, 25 meters of cable, and instructions how to dig a hole and
mount a pole in concrete upon which they would later mount the dish. I was
trying to convey the notion that I wasn't about to dig a hole and mount a
pole anywhere till we tested the spot for a signal, since there are trees
everywhere and how was I to know the exact location of the satellite..etc etc
etc. They left me scratching my head, contemplating multiple homicide.
Living here promotes individual effort and ingenuity, and this was a clear
situation calling for it.
Saturday, I threw myself into action, determined to just get it done..my way.
I scoured the property for possible sites with views of the Southern Skies
and lurking satellites, and finally decided on a spot where I could cut down
anything that got between me and a TV picture. I cut a small Teak tree to
about 6 feet tall and whittled it to a 2 inch diameter for mounting the dish,
and mounted it. I connected the cable and started testing. Four trees
later, I got a strong signal, tightened the mounting nuts and was off to the
races.
The guy is supposed to come back today and put the finishing touches on
the installation, which will be few.
She was proposed to? They work fast over there in Spain, huh? I'd like to
see Spain and Italy, and Greece. Maybe someday..haha...I have Morocco
at the top of my places to see list right now though have no firm plans to go
anywhere except Panama. I'm leaving tomorrow morning and will be back
Thursday.
I may use this for the next Jungle Journal..what the hell.
Top of the mornin' to you,
see photo attached
Tom
to fix it spent over an hour up on the roof trying to get a signal, after I told
em it was no bueno up there and needed to be moved to a new locale down
on the ground where there was a clear shot at the satellite. After an hour
or so they told me, grimly, that it was no use trying to get a signal up there,
there were just too many trees in the way. NO FUCKING SHIT, Sherlocks.
Then it seemed they had no intention of moving the old dish, and just gave
me a new one, 25 meters of cable, and instructions how to dig a hole and
mount a pole in concrete upon which they would later mount the dish. I was
trying to convey the notion that I wasn't about to dig a hole and mount a
pole anywhere till we tested the spot for a signal, since there are trees
everywhere and how was I to know the exact location of the satellite..etc etc
etc. They left me scratching my head, contemplating multiple homicide.
Living here promotes individual effort and ingenuity, and this was a clear
situation calling for it.
Saturday, I threw myself into action, determined to just get it done..my way.
I scoured the property for possible sites with views of the Southern Skies
and lurking satellites, and finally decided on a spot where I could cut down
anything that got between me and a TV picture. I cut a small Teak tree to
about 6 feet tall and whittled it to a 2 inch diameter for mounting the dish,
and mounted it. I connected the cable and started testing. Four trees
later, I got a strong signal, tightened the mounting nuts and was off to the
races.
The guy is supposed to come back today and put the finishing touches on
the installation, which will be few.
She was proposed to? They work fast over there in Spain, huh? I'd like to
see Spain and Italy, and Greece. Maybe someday..haha...I have Morocco
at the top of my places to see list right now though have no firm plans to go
anywhere except Panama. I'm leaving tomorrow morning and will be back
Thursday.
I may use this for the next Jungle Journal..what the hell.
Top of the mornin' to you,
see photo attached
Tom
Another Day in the Jungle, 7-07-2008, tsdaly
E-mail to my old friend, John Rowles, AKA "John the Dentist",
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