A dozen reasons why…
Lifesaving cell towers should be welcomed into our wilderness
A dozen years back, some friends and I witnessed the immediate aftermath of a horrific head-on crash, twelve miles north of Ketchum. A little girl from Challis was splayed out bleeding profusely on the centerline and another trapped in one of the wrecked cars. Several locals stopped to help, but we found nobody in the group had yet called for an ambulance. I sped back to the SNRA Headquarters to call 911, but unfortunately, both young girls died from their wounds. I often wondered if they might have survived, had we been able to notify emergency technicians sooner via cell phone. As we saw that dreadful day, when it comes to harsh scenarios like this, every second counts.
Soonafter, I vowed to get a cell phone and keep it with me, fully charged and with a spare battery at all times, in event of a similar crisis. Since then, local backcountry-sports- enthusiasts have been snared and even killed by avalanches. Mountain bikers have flipped over their handlebars and smashed their faces onto unforgiving rocks or been accidentally pierced by sharp hardwood branches. Horses have thrown riders and gnarly motorcycle incidents have whisked away too soon, some of our most beloved friends and family members. All this within close proximity to
Undoubtedly, some of these incidents would have had more fortuitous outcomes had not this cell phone area been crippled by non-coverage.
Moreover, automobiles have been quickly caught in ravines or pinballed off roadside snow-banks and then back into traffic, spinning at 65 mph to uncertain fates on Highway 75. Countless campers with their vehicles have tangled together with outsized migrating mammals. There have been more than a handful of bad boating incidents, where a lifesaving cell phone might as well have been tossed to the barren wind, due to zero reception bars.
Hunters have become bewildered in the frozen tundra and skiers wedged unwell in tree wells. Hardy lumberjacks have snapped bones in the cold Pole Creek range. Once, about ten years back, a group of us sight-seeing at the Galena overlook saw a lighting started fire, blazing in the mountains and didn’t know if we should rush off to Smiley Creek to alert the authorities, having no way of knowing if they had yet been informed.
Having a few cell towers dot the landscape seems a small price to pay when the lifesaving benefits are considered. We should allow no more tower delays, because as we’ve learned all too well, every second counts. Simply letting our evermore-bustling
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