There was a time when every spare moment meant HF, headphones on, and chasing signals from the far corners of the world. When dinner could be timed by the greyline, and you knew exactly when 20 meters would open like a door to the world.
But then life hit – hard.
A new job with long hours and plenty of demands. Two kids I see every other weekend (and let’s be honest, they beat any pile-up, even the ones with VK9 calls). And to top it off? A tiny apartment where the antenna setup is best described as “QRP with a drying rack” 😅
HF conditions lately?
Let’s just say, if you can break through on 15 meters without standing on a stool wearing a tinfoil hat while praying to the ionosphere gods – send me your method.
But even if the logbook isn’t growing much these days, the passion is still alive. There’s still that little spark when scrolling past a shiny new rig online, or reading someone else’s DX adventure and almost hearing the static of an open band in your mind.
Hamradio isn’t gone – just humming quietly in standby mode for now. And that’s okay.
Sometimes, it’s not about being QRV every day. It’s about knowing you’re still part of the global ham community – even when life’s noise floor is just a little too high to get a signal through.
And hey – the sun will come back, both in the sky and in the solar cycle 😉
Catch you on the bands – eventually.
73 de OZ5TO
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