As (born)build antennas
In the Radio Amateur Newsletter 4/1985 a very humorous story by Sue Peters KA9GNR translated by Martin OK1RR appeared. It's so unrealistic… maybe realistically. I recently received a video by email from an acquaintance, which is inspired by the motif of this story, although it seems to me, that it is better in amateur radio presentation, HI. Enjoy!
The local branch of the insurance company in N.
Based on your request, I am specifying the data in the third section of the form on the occurrence of an insurance event. I originally stated "poor planning" as the cause of the insurance event” and now I present the important details, which I attach considerable importance to. In my spare time, I am engaged in amateur broadcasting, for which I also need antennas, and significantly larger than, for example,. antennas for television. On the day in question, I finished work on the top of the tall antenna mast 30 meters. To save myself work, I'm about to load 150 kg of tools and the remaining material at the top of the mast into a barrel tied to a rope, which was guided through the pulley, when before that I had secured the end of the rope by tying it at the foot of the mast. I'll make another note here, as also stated in 11. rubric of the form: that I value (my weight is) 80 kg.
In a moment of surprise, when after untying the rope I only started slowly at first, later very quickly, rise up, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. At height 15 meters I collided with a barrel, which resulted in a fractured skull and a broken collarbone. My ascent stopped only when I was stopped by a pulley, into which I got two fingers.
My presence of mind only returned to me at the height 30 meters, that's why I didn't let go of the rope. Again, I draw attention to the fact, that I value 80 kg, while the barrel after that, ca, all the material from it spilled out onto the ground, only 10 kg. I therefore began to move downwards very quickly. At height 15 meters above the ground I encountered the barrel again, which resulted in fractures to both ankles, bruises on my legs and back.The encounter with the lucky barrel slowed my movement down enough, that after hitting a pile of spilled material I only ended up breaking three vertebrae. However, I regret to inform you, that as a result of the pain I lost my presence of mind again and forgot about the empty barrel in the height 30 meters above me. I let go of the rope and . . .
To the motifs of Sue Peter KA9GNR, G3FXB also edited the Electron magazine and thus hopefully warns others.
OK1RR (RZ 4/1985)
