I haven’t been on HF for a few months. All but the dipole antenna has been taken down and all the HF gear, except for a lone Eagle, have been sold off. Solar minimum and my renewed interest in satellites have conspired to make me ignore the high frequencies for a season.
But while digesting the news this morning – Baton Rouge, Minnesota, Dallas – I felt the need to escape from the steady stream of insanity that now regularly attends life in these United States and drink from a different, but familiar well.
Somedays the best social media experience is 20 meter CW with the cans pulled tight on your head. This is one of those days. #hamradio
— Jeff Davis (@ke9v) July 8, 2016
As imagined, the bands are dead. The only CW signal I can find on 20 this morning is an automated one, being transmitted from W1AW. But given the circumstances, I closed my eyes and copied the mail for over an hour.
I guess it’s still my chicken soup for the soul.