W9FWN Talks To The World

82 years ago… 1938. My dad and his Ham Radio friends were really the first settlers in Cyberspace – it wasn’t the first internet users. Working a code bug and listening in was totally ‘out there’… you often did it w your eyes closed, and if your code correspondent was on Pitcairn Island or in Nepal, somewhere, you were there too somehow. Physically, you might be sitting in a tent on the North Shore but you felt like you were in another universe. You might have friends on the Azores, or some tin mine in Bolivia and you talked to ’em pretty regularly, at a time when long distance calls to Minneapolis would break your bank.

Drought Map for Jan. 23rd 2020

Wright does what I’m too tired to do… spells it out… Again … Stonekettle Station – SNAKE

Wright does what I’m too tired to do… spells it out… Again …
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4 Today Photo Zip

4 Today

Blueberry Mountain

We used to live in Grand Marais a good part of the summer back in the ’50s.

And picking blueberries was a big thing for my mom. Abe Lund (Lund’s Cabin Court) would tell us where the fresh burnt-over patches had enough regrowth that berries would be everywhere – and he was always right.

Here’s a pic from 68 years ago, somewhere up the Gunflint. Mom canned almost 100 pints that summer.

One really productive spot was on the side of Northern Light Mt. I was taking a break from picking, sitting on a log enjoying a breeze (berry pickin’ was hot work in August). Then a bear got on the other end of MY log and we teeter-tottered a bit till I decided if he wanted that log, he could have it. But he didn’t get my bucket of blueberries :-)

Mom canned 100 pints that summer… on a 2 burner gas hotplate

Drought Map for Jan. 9th 2020