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A Secret Little Adventure Ham Radio Blog
Well it wasn’t the CQWW SSB, but it was another girls getaway nonetheless. Though this time, it was without my beloved sweet pup Nellie, who passed away last spring. Georgia, who does her very best to constantly remind me she’s not Nellie, and I gathered up our gear and headed off to the Salisbury Beach …
It certainly feels a bit like I am going back to my roots lately with scrappy little antenna projects strung up along the fence in my alley. Yup, that is a giant trash barrel I am using as a table top. A lady ham’s gotta do what she’s gotta do, ya know? If you are …
About the only thing I like more than chainsawing is chipping wood. So it is always a pleasure when my parents find me even a little something to cut down.
It was only a few short years ago that I texted a friend of mine in a panic because I had chipped the corner of a ceramic capacitor (probably a 103 or something like that). I had spread its little wire legs too far apart while trying to put a through hole CW transceiver kit …
One of the best parts for me about maintaining this blog is being able to see my own progression within the amateur radio (and electronics) hobby. About a year and a half ago, I published my first attempt to breadboard a receiver (here). It is rather painful to look at. And it did not work. …
By now it should be pretty obvious that Summits-On-The-Air, and attaining its elusive Mountain Goat award, is hard for New England activators. Summertime hikes up any given mountain with four successful summit QSOs, are only worth a maximum of 10 points a piece. And these 10 points are only reserved for the northeast’s most challenging …
Jeff AC1JR has written up quite a fine debunking of the Scribbler. Find it here: https://blahg.josefsipek.net/?p=609.
I was giving a talk at a hamfest this past weekend, and someone came up to me after and handed me a card. Not a business card, rather a ripped out sheet of paper from a small notepad with the drawing of an antenna. Unfortunately, I do not know the gentleman’s callsign. He swore it …
Skaters gotta skate.