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2. Confessions Of A Real CB Nut

3. Confessions Of A Real CB Nut Sinopsis : The Citizens Band Radio craze began back in the 70's. Before then it was mostly used by truck drivers watching over each- other's shoulders for the police. The interest really began with the transistorized unit became available and affordable. Overnight the little known media mushroomed causing millions of everyday people to come out of the woodwork. A lot of that came from anonymity as each operator chose a &quothanle&quotinstead of using their real names. The use of proper English probably dropped to it's lowest ebb since public schools opened in the US. Seemed everyone wanted to talk to the truckers and for a few years they were lavished with notoriety. The explosion continued until the arrival of Sunspot Cycle 21. Along with it &quotSki&quotarrived in abundance driving operators like me The Country Cousin, absolutely nuts. I thrived on each skip contact and continued to pour &quotGren Stamps&quotinto my mobile and base station. My antennas changed dramatically from simple 1/4 wave ground planes to expensive towers with beams mounted on top. My Moonraker Six was unbelievable measuring over 30 feet long and 18 feet wide. There was a Super-Scanner in the pine tree close by that preceeded the tower. Traveling all of northeastern North Carolina my mobile unit was &quotstae of the art.&quotMy Cobra was attached to a Siltronix VFO 90 with a 100 watt booster connected to co-phased 102&quotfiberglass whips. If I could hear you I could talk to you. My base station began modestly with a Cobra 139 graduating to a Tram Titan II and ultimately ended with a Siltronix 1011C. My Charlie arrived after my pet Varmint 150 died stinking up the house and scattering pieces of paper from

4. the large capacitors all over the shack. I had QSO's (conversations) with thousands of people in 49 states alas no Hawaii, and 5 countries including Mexico, Canada, Nassau, Peru, and Panama. Many of the contacts were made on Lower Side Band up beyond the legal channels. It was much less crowded in the &quotUHFquot region where handles and call letters were left behind. I had so many assigned sideband numbers I lost count long before I lost interest. Actually I didn't lose interest but was out of business when my first divorce arrived. Admittedly by that time I had obtained my general class ham license spending most of my time on six meters. two meters was mostly used in my vehicles for local communications. 1990 introduced me to another mode of communications called computers. My hair quickly grayed and thinned and I attempted to conquer dos. Prodigy brought my first attempts at communicating with the world. No blessing was greater than the introduction of Windows and the mouse. It was heaven sent. Just as I mastered that along came cell phones. As Y2K approached I wondered like seemingly everyone else if communications and doing business as we knew it would come to an end. Obviously it all survived and now we're all online with email, Facebook, twitter, and texting. It makes one wonder what the next communications device will be. The only assurance is that it will continue to change and we will struggle to keep up. 73's The Country Cousin

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7. Confessions Of A Real CB Nut copy link in description The Citizens Band Radio craze began back in the 70's. Before then it was mostly used by truck drivers watching over each- other's shoulders for the police. The interest really began with the transistorized unit became available and affordable. Overnight the little known media mushroomed causing millions of everyday people to come out of the woodwork. A lot of that came from anonymity as each operator chose a &quothanle&quotinstead of using their real names. The use of proper English probably dropped to it's lowest ebb since public schools opened in the US. Seemed everyone wanted to talk to the truckers and for a few years they were lavished with notoriety. The explosion continued until the arrival of Sunspot Cycle 21. Along with it &quotSki&quotarrived in abundance

8. driving operators like me The Country Cousin, absolutely nuts. I thrived on each skip contact and continued to pour &quotGren Stamps&quotinto my mobile and base station. My antennas changed dramatically from simple 1/4 wave ground planes to expensive towers with beams mounted on top. My Moonraker Six was unbelievable measuring over 30 feet long and 18 feet wide. There was a Super-Scanner in the pine tree close by that preceeded the tower. Traveling all of northeastern North Carolina my mobile unit was &quotstae of the art.&quotMy Cobra was attached to a Siltronix VFO 90 with a 100 watt booster connected to co-phased 102&quotfiberglass whips. If I could hear you I could talk to you. My base station began modestly with a Cobra 139 graduating to a Tram Titan II and ultimately ended with a Siltronix 1011C. My Charlie arrived after my pet Varmint 150 died stinking up the house and scattering pieces of paper from the large capacitors all over the shack. I had QSO's (conversations) with thousands of people in 49 states alas no Hawaii, and 5 countries including Mexico, Canada, Nassau, Peru, and Panama. Many of the contacts were made on Lower Side Band up beyond the legal channels. It was much less crowded in the &quotUHFquot region where handles and call letters were left behind. I had so many assigned sideband numbers I lost count long before I lost interest. Actually I didn't lose interest but was out of business when my first divorce arrived. Admittedly by that time I had obtained my general class ham license spending most of my time on six meters. two meters was mostly used in my vehicles for local communications. 1990 introduced me to another mode of communications called computers. My hair quickly grayed and thinned and I attempted to conquer dos. Prodigy brought my first attempts at communicating with the world. No blessing was greater than the introduction of Windows and the mouse. It was heaven sent. Just as I mastered that along came cell

9. phones. As Y2K approached I wondered like seemingly everyone else if communications and doing business as we knew it would come to an end. Obviously it all survived and now we're all online with email, Facebook, twitter, and texting. It makes one wonder what the next communications device will be. The only assurance is that it will continue to change and we will struggle to keep up. 73's The Country Cousin