[Elecraft] Elecraft CW Net notes from the midweek.

[n4dsp]

AHHH, How Sweet.

john

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Kevin Rock" <kevinrock at earthlink.net>
To: "Elecraft" <elecraft at mailman.qth.net>
Sent: Thursday, September 07, 2006 11:54 PM
Subject: [Elecraft] Elecraft CW Net notes from the midweek.


> This surprised me.
>
> I needed some fiddly bits for this weekend's net.  Drove to HRO in 
> Portland and wandered about a bit.  Asked a few questions about this and 
> that and joshed them a bit about things.  Got quite a number of answers 
> and then the biggie.
>
> I was asked about the CW nets I had mentioned in passing.  Casually I said 
> I run the Elecraft CW Nets on Sunday.  Well, then and there, I was thanked 
> for running the nets.  One of them (nameless unless he wishes to reveal 
> himself :) shook my hand and thanked me.  He had worked me from Florida 
> more than once on his K1 and enjoyed the experience.  Thank you Mr. 
> Nameless :)  I enjoyed hearing your encomium.  I blushed a might and kept 
> my head pointed at the gear.  Running the nets are thanks enough for me.
>    I get a kick out of hearing all you folks from thither and yon.  Next 
> summer I hope to work my way across the continent toward Wisconsin and 
> maybe even eastward.  If I meet you on my journey I will thank you for 
> being part of my learning experience.  Learning what I can and cannot do 
> with my K2/100 has been exciting.  Learning CW while you people suffer is 
> my albatross.
>
> (Apologies to all mariners)
>
> The Sun now rose upon the right:
> Out of the sea came he,
> Still hid in mist, and on the left
> Went down into the sea.
>
> And the good south wind still blew behind,
> But no sweet bird did follow,
> Nor any day for food or play
> Came to the mariners' hollo!
>
> And I had done an hellish thing,
> And it would work 'em woe:
> For all averred, I had killed the bird
> That made the breeze to blow.
> Ah wretch ! said they, the bird to slay,
> That made the breeze to blow!
>
> Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
> The glorious Sun uprist:
> Then all averred, I had killed the bird
> That brought the fog and mist.
>
> The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
> The furrow followed free;
> We were the first that ever burst
> Into that silent sea.
>
> Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
> 'Twas sad as sad could be;
> And we did speak only to break
> The silence of the sea!
>
> All in a hot and copper sky,
> The bloody Sun, at noon,
> Right up above the mast did stand,
> No bigger than the Moon.
>
> Day after day, day after day,
> We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
> As idle as a painted ship
> Upon a painted ocean.
>
> Water, water, every where,
> And all the boards did shrink;
> Water, water, every where,
> Nor any drop to drink.
>
> The very deep did rot: O Christ!
> That ever this should be!
> Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
> Upon the slimy sea.
>
> About, about, in reel and rout
> The death-fires danced at night;
> The water, like a witch's oils,
> Burnt green, and blue and white.
>
> And some in dreams assuréd were
> Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
> Nine fathom deep he had followed us
> From the land of mist and snow.
>
> And every tongue, through utter drought,
> Was withered at the root;
> We could not speak, no more than if
> We had been choked with soot.
>
> Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
> Had I from old and young!
> Instead of the cross, the Albatross
> About my neck was hung.
>
> ------
>
> Mr. Coleridge saith words I cannot match.
>
> I run the Net
> oft caught in my debauch.
>
> I gather my wits;
> to meet me kith
> and gather them from whither.
>
> Your humble NCS,
>    KD5ONS  (Net Control 5th Class)
>
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