I found these ham made pieces, along with a nice (appears to be new and unused) MFJ tuner, along with a couple huge boatanchor radios. I left the boatanchors, and bought the stuff above.
A couple weeks prior, I purchased a “grail” radio (for me anyway)- a Zenith Transoceanic H500. As you can see, it’s in nice shape:
I took the chassis out, and it’s unmolested. I plan to recap it, install the filter caps, and replace the selenium rectifier with its modern counterpart. As much as I’m tempted to not change a thing, I’m more interested in using it, so the rework is necessary.
I didn’t pay too much, nor too little.
The moral of the story is to lurk the little second hand shops.
On Friday, I made my first HF contact, using my FT 857D connected to a Chameleon CHA F Loop. My contact was with a woman (Karen) in Urbana Illinois, on 20 meters-14.265 Mhz.
Today, I changed the oil on the Nissan, and again the old oil was black and nasty. This truck has the ugliest oil of any vehicle I’ve ever owned, other than my VW Rabbit Diesel. Better to come out filthy than clean, though. At least I know it’s doing what it’s supposed to.
I hope the interior of the engine is cleaner than the oil…
Many Constitutionalists constantly badger everyone around them that the restoration of the document or a return to its origins will create a new yellow brick road where the government acknowledges and protects individual liberty at every turn and the central government in contravention of all human recorded history will remain small and vigilant of every predation on individual liberty.
Ad nauseum, the same parroting of nonsense learned in government obedience classes carefully and artfully disguised as civics class begun by a pledge to the centralizing instrument of mankind on the North American continent.