FRIDAY SURPRISE: Something in the
air
It's confession time: I'm a
geek. A card carrying,
spent-all-my-high-school-time-in-the-library,
know-how-to-use-a-sliderule geek. I love computers,
think physics should be taught in kindergarden, and generally find
technology of all kinds (modern to ancient) fascinating.
Seems I'm not the only gun blogger to claim that moniker: the
infamous Tam purports to be a geek, too - but is she? Is
she really?
Oh, yeah, she makes a big deal about her old computers - but did
she ever have a DEC
PDP-11/70 (running RSTS, no less) in her garage
like I once did? I think not!
I, on the other hand, can prove my exalted status beyond a shadow
of doubt, as I possess the
ultimate geek credential: an amateur
radio license. No, not your simple no-code-Tech paper, but a real
I-passed-the-Morse-code-test-and-have-HF-privileges-to-show-for-it
General class ticket. In the world of the terminally socially
inept, the ham radio license is Da Bomb. Let's see you beat THAT,
Tam! Hah! Hah-hah-hah!
(I think I've been reading far too much Mogambo Guru. But I digress...)
This nerd calling-out is just a pathetically unimaginative way of
introducing today's topic: an abandoned Ionospheric Research Station
hidden deep in
the Ukrainian wilderness. You see, such installations are all about
antennas, and any ham radio operator worthy of the title is really
into antennas. I sure am; I have books about antennas, have
pictures of antenna installations, and generally love looking at
anything to do with antennas - the more esoteric, the better!
They don't come much grander than this one, courtesy - once again -
of that web site for all geeks, Dark Roasted Blend. (If after
viewing the site you have an irresistible urge to buy a pocket
protector, I cannot be held responsible!)
-=[
Grant ]=-
Tags: old.technology