I AM COMING BACK AS THE CUCUMBER QUEEN
Cucumber Day broke my station but gave me a costume. Next year I return in green leather, and I am streaming from the castle walls.
Station entries
Ship's journal
Rooftop stories: antennas, five watts, and who answered the call.
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visual essay FIASCO.
Two days. Five watts. Zero QSO. The full report of my first radio expedition — a visual essay.
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I PACKED AN ENTIRE RADIO STATION INTO ONE BACKPACK
First ever radio expedition — a tent in a field near Suzdal, Cucumber Day, two antennas, five watts, and me.
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SOMEBODY CUT MY ANTENNA OFF MY CAR
My CB whip was stolen the night before Cucumber Day, and the only thing that fixed me was two metres.
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New toys arrived, and I found locals on 2 metres
An RTL-SDR v4 and a magnetic loop showed up, and I ended up chatting with someone right here in Moscow.
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I BROKE A NAIL AND I DON'T EVEN CARE
Two crooked trees, one very messy wire, and my very first two contacts ever.
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Still no transceiver. Still checking the mailbox.
The uSDX+ is somewhere in the postal system, and I have checked the tracking page more times than I want to admit.
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A NanoVNA showed up and now I have opinions about antennas
No transceiver yet, but the NanoVNA got here first and I've been sweeping antennas all evening.
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I figured out the aviation band and now I'm hooked
Turns out pilots are surprisingly chill on the radio, and now I can't stop listening.
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The site is alive
UB3BIJ finally has a home on the internet, and it took way longer than the "I'll do it in a weekend" plan.
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QRZ.com: easy. QRZ.RU: an ordeal. eQSL: send help
Registering everywhere a fresh callsign is supposed to be, and finding out not all of "everywhere" is equally friendly.