Activating Canoelands (VK2/SY-001)

What a strange name – Canoelands. There isn’t any nearby water so there had to be another reason for the name and Wikipedia came to my rescue. Turns out it is a small suburb of Sydney gazetted on the 1st December 1993 so relatively new. It’s very small with some 160 people occupying about 65 homes – some of which are absolutely huge! One I passed on the way out was absolutely humungus and had the most magnificent views out to the NW where it looked across a valley and onto the Blue Mountains. I doubt I could afford half of the front fence without winning the US Lottery as I doubt the NSW one would have paid for it. There were quite a few homes in this category and a lot of much older homes and small farmlets. Seemed to be a lot of market gardens as well. I suspect it would be a very nice part of the world to live in.

But back to the name. Seems that the early treefellers found tall stringy bark gumtrees with large uniform patches of bark missing. The bark was cut with stone axes and used by the first Australians to make canoes which were used up on the Hawkesbury just a few ‘K’ to the north. Such trees were named canoe trees. I think you see the pattern here and hence the suburb name. Mt Blake lies to the east but I don’t think that’s a summit and that was named after the first settler in the area, one John Blake who purchased a holding of some 6 acres for One Pound Ten Shillings in 1835. A fair bit of money back then I venture.

So there you have it. Now I am sure you might be wondering why I was there on Sunday 26th May 2019? Well it certainly was not planned. When the WIA AGM was set down for Sydney for 2019 I thought it might be good to go. As the time got closer my plans changed but I could see my way clear to go out to Dural on the Sunday. Now Dural is also another suburb NW of the city and is the home of ARNSW (Amateur Radio New South Wales) formerly known as The WIA NSW Division. They have owned the property at Dural since the mid 1950’s and it is now their HQ having moved out there permanently around 2000. It’s home to a couple of brick buildings, a fairly new large green shed and a number of towers that rise above the site. The large shed is used for meetings and presntations plus it has store rooms and kitchen facilities. The SOTA group had decided to put up a stand out there for the day and so I thought it would be great to go and give them a hand at the same time as having a look around. I think the last time I was here was in the mid 1970’s and I remember very little.

It was a really nice day; met many people that I had spoken to but never met in person. That included Adam 2YK and Compton 2HRX. AR is a bit like that and always nice to put a face to a call sign. And caught up with others I did know including Andrew 1DA and Gerard 2IO and of course Peter 3PF. I also had the opportunity to explain to various visitors to the stand just what SOTA and Parks was all about. And well done to Andrew for getting the stand well organised. The day was topped off with a great lunch meal courtesy of ARNSW followed by some presentations.

Peter VK3PF mentioned he was going to activate CanoelandsVK2SY-001 as it was only about 20km away and I asked if I could tag along. I think all SOTA operators seem happy to have company and to share their gear and let you also activate with their gear as all mine was at home and this was no different – thank you Peter! Anyway we set off and eventually came to a spot that was both inside the national park and the activation zone for the summit. Now, mind you, unless you knew exactly where you were (which Peter did) this was not your typical summit. In fact it’s more of a ridge with a gentle climb over many kilometres to get to it. If I didn’t know any better, I would have said that we were most definitely not on a summit.

The station

I gave Pete a hand to set up his antenna – a very nice little ZS6 and very soon he was calling CQ on 7Mhz and was soon rewarded Adam 2YK and from there a procession of calls to give us the summit points plus a long way toward the VKFF Parks award.Once some voice contacts were made Peter went over to Morse Code (CW) and started making more contacts. Check the photo below. This is Peter 3PF using a small Printed Circuit board Morse Key that is just tiny! On eaither side of the board are two pressure pads and he is holding the key in his left hand and operating it with his right. I had to see it to beleive it – talk about light weight.

One thing I did encounter was brushing up against a very nasty plant while putting out one end of the ZS6. I say nasty because of  the way that it deposited it’s small black spear shaped seeds all through my jacket with some ending up in my singlet. I was picking the damn things out for hours. Brushing them off was impossible, all you could do was to pick them out one by one. Must have been hundreds.

Not knowing how long it would take me to get back to Ashfield I left Peter there to continue getting his required 44 contacts and I set off around 3.30pm to head back.

Peter 3PF operating CW. No, he’s not asleep. :0)

The trip back in was something else. I had gone out to Dural by heading down the M4 and up James Ruse Drive. Going home however, my in car, turn by turn navigator had other ideas to get me back and before I knew it I was hurtling down the M2. Now if you’re like me and sort of know Sydney you would realise that continuing down the M2 would bring you into the northern suburbs of Sydney and then onto the Harbour Bridge – something that didnt turn me on, especially at something approaching Sunday peak hour. Anyway, I pulled over just to

The station with antenna

make sure I did have the correct address and sure enough the route did not change. So it was down the M2, Manly Waringah Freeway and onto the bridge. I really didnt have much time to take in the view and the next thing I am going up and over ANZAC bridge with the sun right in my eyes. Interesting trip to say the least. All is well that ends well and I got back to Ashfield by about 4.45pm and all in one piece.

Having now got back home I thought I should have a look to see where I had been. The Hawkesbury is indeed quite close to the summit and is a little over a kilometer away to the NE. There are only two summits in the Sydney basin – one at the northern end (Canoelands) and the other in the far south western corner south west of Glenmore called Riley’s Mountain which you get to via Riley’s Mountain Track of course! I must put that one in the back of my mind and try and do it next time I am in Sydney.

Both these summits are only worth 1 point. Given the number of 1 pointeres I have done I doubt I will ever make Mountain Goat – old goat maybe.

 

End of the Ultra Marathon or SOTA activation of Mt Ikes.

No, I didn’t do an Ultra Marathon – I am not that silly and besides my running days never really started and so it’s definitely not going to start now!

Wagga radio club has been helping out with the Hume and Hovell Ultra Marathon held in early October in and around Tumbarumba. More accurately, it is run in the bushland that runs north and south of the township and along the Hume and Hovell walking track in particular. The track wanders north from Henry Angel track head a few k out of Tumba through the Bago State forest, on past Buddong Falls and briefly into Kosciusko National Park before coming out again near Talbingo. I might add that this northerly run is a continuous climb up the Bago ridge before dropping down to the edge of Talbingo Dam.

The shorter parts of the marathon – that is the 25km and 50km runs, head south from the Henry Angel Track head down past Mannus Lake and then back again …no, it’s not flat either as they

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The Pines and our station in foreground

run up and over Mt Garland. Both these events attract a lot of runners.

The northern run consists of the 100km event and the 100 mile event. Yes, you read it correctly, these athletes run, walk or stagger 100 miles. They start with the 25k and 50k people early on the Saturday morning and then continue northwards. When they get to an area in the forest known as The Pines the 100k people turn around and head back south while the 100mile people head north to the turn around point just near the edge of Talbingo dam and then return to the Pines. Then, if that’s just not enough, they set off to run east over the edge of Granite Mountain. Most have got back from their northerly run to the Pines by about 3am and finally after returning to the Pines again set off south for Henry Angel and their finish line. The winner last year ran it in about 18 hours but most take in excess of 24.

Night Time – runners coming in

Over the past few years I have come to respect these ultra marathon people. The first year, I thought they were silly …well silly isnt the right word ….mad comes to mind but the

Waiting for Runners

following year and then last year I got the opportunity to speak with a couple of them. They have a strong passion for doing these extreme events. I suppose they are challenging themselves. When you sit and watch a 28 year old girl sitting down removing the last of her toe nails and using a scalpel to exorcise her foot blisters, then bandage her wounds up and put on a clean pair of socks and then get back up to run another 60 plus k you know you are seeing something unique in human spirit. Not to mention that they consume large amounts of what seems like ‘junk’ food – things like 2 minute noodles and oodles of Coca Cola and lots of sugary lollies.

Finish line at Henry Angel track head

We, (Wagga radio club), have provided their safety communications for the past few years. It is a great money raiser for the club. Last year we mainly used our VHF linked repeater setup and installed a new VHF repeater on Mt Ikes which covers virtually all of the course with the exception of Buddong Falls and the turnaround point at Talbingo. The turnaround point is covered by one of our other link repeaters while Buddong Falls is covered via HF radio. This year we hope to put in a small UHF to VHF link for Buddong so all comms are up on VHF. I firmly believe no other organisation can provide the coverage of the whole area like we can or if they could it would take a lot more people and radio equipment. In the past the organisers have used the RFS and whilst they have done a fine job there are areas of the run they cannot get coverage from.

Ok, now I have covered off the why and where of the Ultra Marathon and what prompted this activation, I can get back to describing my SOTA adventures. In the immediate area of the Ultra Marathon there are at least two SOTA summits – Mt Ikes and Granite Mountain. Both of which are relatively easy to get to by 4WD. I had very little time to activate either summit while involved in the set up of the Marathon before the weekend but after the weekend Jeff 2SW and I returned to the area to switch off the repeater we installed on Mt Ikes the week before  as it isn’t licensed and therefore we couldn’t leave it on air. Mt Ikes is a great comms site. I believe the track up there was cut by Trevor Hoodless VK2RU (SK) back in the early 60’s. If you know where to look on the way up to Tumba from Wagga you can see the mountain from a long way out. It is south of the township and Mannus and it overlooks the town nicely. Tumba have their TV and Radio rebroadcast from here and along with those services are Police, Ambulance and Corrective Services to name a few.

Jeff and I arrived up in Tumba just in time for morning coffee and headed next door to the old Tumba Shire offices to a great little coffee shop. Then it was off to Mt Ikes. It’s summit number is VK2/SW-030 and we arrived late morning. It’s a bit of a climb and you would be most unlikely to do it in 2WD in good weather but in 4WD you can drive right to the top. Once we had switched the repeater off I set up the squid pole with my FT817 and LiPO battery and after spotting myself started calling. Conditions were ordinary to say the least only managing just the 4 contacts needed. Thanks to Gerard VK2IO, Rob VK4AAC/p VK3SA and Peter VK3PF on CW…all on 40m. As I had qualified, I didn’t worry too much about any other band as we were probably a bit pressed for time if I was to get over to Granite. These days I just use my little lightweight G5RV and QRP tuner and it seems to work quite well. At least changing frequency is relatively easy and I don’t have to drop the mast.

We packed up and headed back to Tumba for lunch at the same spot we had coffee. As it was such a nice day and time was on our side, I reckoned I could make Mt Granite as it is also a drive up and whilst not quite on the way home it was close enough. We went up via Elliot Way, Powerline Rd and Jimmy’s Rd and arrived early afternoon. This time I secured the squid pole against the trig point pillar and again spotted myself and sat down to make a few more contacts. This time I managed a more contacts than in the morning but conditions weren’t much better. I heard Compton VK2HRX but never made the contact. Managed Peter VK3PF and VK4TJ on CW followed by John VK7FOXX and finally VK3NSC. So, with the summit JUST activated we packed up and headed back down. Instead of going back the way we came

we drove west through the forest and came out on the Tumba – Laurel Hill road and then took a short cut across toward Rosewood so we didn’t have to go back through the town. All in all a very pleasant drive through what has been described as “Godzone country” and arrived back in Wagga sometime after 5pm. (I know we took some photos of the activation  but alas – ??)

 

Mt Robe VK2/UW-002

Just on twelve months ago Lindy and I were traveling south on the Willangee road near Eldee Station (north of Silverton and Broken Hill) and I noticed on my Ozi Explorer screen (car navigation) the waypoint for Mt Robe and looked across at the summit thinking that maybe next year I would investigate activating it. I really love this part of the country and I thought I would probably be back out here again in twelve months with perhaps another trip to Milparinka .

Skip forward some months and plans were put in place for another attempted trip to Farina in SA via Milparinka, the corner and the Strezlecki Track. The plan was to again volunteer at the visitors centre in Milparinka for a fortnight then head south, call in to Pimpara Lake Station for a few days remote camping and then down to Broken Hill to re-stock and if possible, do the the Mt Robe climb. After that it would be back north again via the Wilangee Road, on to the dog fence and then out through Cameron Corner and over to Farina. So, some weeks ago I began ringing around to try and find out on whose property Mt Robe was on and whether I could gain access. As it is only some 5km east of Eldee station, I started there.

Eldee station is a ‘station stay’, in other words, they provide accommodation and recreational access to their station. Quite a lot of properties are now offering accommodation and other services via their Shearer’s quarters or remote camping in their unique and often spectacular countryside to provide tourism services and or supplement their income. And whilst I would put Eldee on the slightly more expensive list, I was prepared to stay there two nights if I was granted permission to climb. After a couple of failed attempts at making contact, I finally managed to speak to the owner by phone only to be told that it was not on their property but that it was on Purnamoota station on the eastern side of the Barrier Range. He was unable to give me a phone number and wasn’t sure of the spelling of the owner’s name and so it was on to whitepages.com trying various spellings until I managed to strike the correct one and Bingo! I now had the name and telephone number for the station.

Now I don’t know about you but I am never too sure how much information to give out when describing what I want to do (ie – climb and operate radio from the summit) to the property owners. I usually preface the conversation with something like”Now this is going to sound like a strange request…” and then go on to ask permission to climb and give background as to why. It is always easier when the person has heard of Ham radio but mostly they haven’t and so the explanation becomes somewhat longer. At the end of the discussion I then hold my breath hoping the answer is ‘Yes’ but bracing myself for a ‘No’ as occurred in the case of Mt Shannon last year.

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Mt Robe

This time, luck was with me and I was granted permission subject to there being no sheep mustering occurring in that particular (10000 acre) paddock at that time. Also I was told  that I would have to climb on foot as there were no tracks to the top anyway. I was told to ring back closer to the time as this was now about one month out.

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View from the top

Mt Robe is the second highest SOTA peak in the Upper Western region of NSW at about 474m and like all the others in this region is only worth one point. The first European to climb and name the peak was Charles Sturt in 1845. I believe he named it in honour of Frederick Robe who was at that stage about to be made the 4th Governor of the colony of South Australia. Sturt’s expedition to find the inland sea also opened up the country all the way up to and beyond Birsdville in far SW Qld. In the 1850’s pastoralists started moving into this country taking up selections and in the late 1800s silver was found in the vicinity of Mt Robe which started a rush and the town of Purnamoota was born. It did not last long as richer fields of silver lead and zinc were found further south in what became known as Broken Hill. Today Purnamoota is a vast pastoral mainly sheep station of some 130000 acres or about 500 square Km. Little remains of the actual town other than the Assembly Hall built in 1888 (now part of the shearer’s quarters) and the homestead which was also a small stone cottage but now much extended and modernised. The owners told us there are even a small number of graves still visible on the property.

I planned to attempt the Mt Robe trip  while we camped at Silverton which is located  22km NW of Broken Hill. Camping at Silverton’s Penrose Park) is a great experience. Penrose Park is  73 acres of reserve on the banks of Umberumberka Creek. The reserve was set aside in 1937 for miner’s families to attend picnic days and general recreation – a sort of getaway from mining life. It was managed by a Trust and further developed over the years. Now there are many powered and  non powered camp sites in a semi bush setting along with some cabins as well. There is only one shower block but a number of toilets blocks scattered around the complex. Add to that about six tennis courts, a mini zoo, an old steam train engine plus you can get great meals and coffee at the small manager’s office. It is just a short walk into Silverton itself via the Umberumberka Creek bed which brings you out at the old Gaol. Well worth a visit as it contains extensive collections of memorabilia from the era. There is even a small display of AR QSL cards and other ham radio memorabilia collected from Amateurs in the area. This is also a good place to start the Silverton Heritage walk – so lots to do and see in Silverton. Did I mention the pub? Good meals and great photo opportunities as this pub has featured in more films and commercials than most of us have had hot dinners.

But back to the activation. With no phone service at the camping area I headed up to the water tank hill above the hotel and rang Purnamoota Station and was relieved to be granted permission to go the following day. Prior to coming out on this trip I purchased a new phone but soon discovered the GPS was faulty and as I was expecting to be out of phone range for the next few weeks on our travels, I decided to send it back from Broken Hill so it could be repaired and be back home by the time I got home. With no phone I planned to be spotted by radio only but to make sure I also rang Andrew VK2UH who kindly put up an alert up for me plus an email to the SOTA group to ensure that someone might listen out for me.

By now Lindy and I had been joined on our outback trip again by friends Neil and Jean a week or so before and Neil had decided to accompany me up the hill which I was very glad of for both the company and the safety aspect. He had wanted to come up North Barrier with me last year but unfortunately staked a tyre at the bottom of the climb and had to retreat so never saw what all this SOTA fuss was about.

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Mineshaft

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Ruins

Neil and I set off for Purnamoota station around 9.30am the following Thursday morning and arrived at the station homestead around 10.30am or so. We were greeted at the door by Cynthia  who gave us a bit of a run down on the station, the homestead and the history.  It was quite amazing to realise that a small town had existed here at the end of the nineteenth century and that pre-dated Broken Hill itself and as I mentioned, it is a thriving sheep station. Mount Robe is a further 10km north of the homestead and at the foot of the summit are the stone ruins of a small mining settlement.  There were also a number of mine shafts close by and the ground all around was shining with silicate. The area was mostly silver mining and Cynthia told us that in the early days plugs of silver were found lying on the surface. We didn’t see any and I am not sure neither of us would recognise it anyway.

The drive out was very easy at the beginning

Mt Robe Chimney

Chimney

and I was starting to think it would be a ‘walk in the park’. I didn’t even pull the Troopy into 4WD until we started to climb a very rocky ridge and where the track now started to fade from little use.  I was soon in low range and just picking my way across the ridge and down through a dry creek bed and up the final climb. Once at the top of the lower ridge, Mt Robe continued to climb away to our left with the trig point no longer in view and a small valley with the ruins just in front of us.

We took the view in over morning tea and then, Neil with his small pack and my camera and me with the squid pole and back pack, we set off over very rocky ground for the summit. The weather was beautiful compared to Wagga at this time of year but even at the bottom a stiff breeze was blowing which continued and increased all the way to the top where it became a howling gale. The climb was relatively easy and took around 30 minutes climbing about 160m to the peak of 474m. Some weeks before I  picked my route by viewing the area from Google Earth (GE) and indeed where we parked it confirmed it to be the best place for the final ascent. In GE  I noticed some low scrubby bush dotting the landscape, however these in fact were not scrubby bush as such but small Eucalyptus trees maybe some 3-4 metres in height. Otherwise the ground was covered in grasses about 10cm high and interspersed with desert succulents, wildflowers and lots and lots of stone – most of it full of silicate. It had been a good year out there from about February onward. Cynthia had told us though that the country was very poor prior to that and the stock on the station had been severely impacted.

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Mt Robe views

The views from the summit were spectacular. A IMG_1013_crTo the west are the Mundi Mundi plains and if you  have been across the Hay plains and thought they were vast then they pale into insignificance by comparison. And this is where the wind was rushing in from. I would hate to be there in that wind in the middle of summer! IMG_1012East from Mot Robe

The gale made it impossible to operate from the trig so I selected a bunch of these small eucalypt trees just over the brow of the hill and where the wind wasn’t quite so bad. I lashed the squid pole to a branch and ran out the antenna and was soon up on 7090kHz.  A IMG_1020Very pleased to hear Paul VK5PAS who was S9+. I broke in and Paul was first in the log and after swapping signal reports he kindly left me to the frequency. Soon I had 15 contacts with most giving me reasonable signal reports. There were even some calls I didn’t recognise, so that was good; It means we are still attracting chasers to this part of the hobby. I did switch to 20m toward the end of the activation but had no luck and with the wind having already collapsed the squid pole once so violently I thought it was broken I decided to pack up and head down. Once back at the car we decided that we should explore the ruins further down the ridge. We counted at least five or maybe six separate ruins with one or two chimneys still very recognisable. It still amazes me that people lived and worked in this very harsh and unforgiving environment. At least one mine shaft was visible but we didn’t investigate it as there were probably many others we couldn’t see and a fall out here would have been very hard to manage. A few photos more and we set off back to the homestead.

Purnamoota Assembly Hall

Assembly Hall 1888

The return drive down was unremarkable except for one of the steep down hill bits where the Troopy decided to start sliding sideways. Fortunately we were just crawling along so no damage done – just a tad unnerving. We called in to the homestead and found Cynthia out watering her garden in the hope that it would attract the rain forecast for the following day. She had asked us to call back in so she knew we were safely back. I asked permission to photograph the old Assembly hall on the way out and were told we could so we set off over there to look. These days it is part of the Shearers Quarters. Some more photos and then off back to town. I measured the distance from the homestead to their front gate – a mere 13km.

A nice cup of coffee at the Broken Hill Visitors Centre and then back to Silverton. All in all a great activation. The following day was wet and it doesnt take much rain out in this country for the authorities to close the gravel roads and so we stayed now for another day. By that afternoon though the weather improved with the sun out but still very windy. It was enough though to open the roads north. I took the opportunity to explore the old Silverton Gaol. If you decide to go you need to set aside a couple of hours as the displays are very comprehensive. There are eighteen rooms full of displays , many of which concentrate on aspects of life in the area in the late nineteenth century.

The following morning (Saturday) we packed up and refuelled in Broken Hill and then headed north up the Willangee road. This gravel road heads out north west across the Mundi Mundi plains and again we passed Mt Robe. It then slowly works its way toward the Corona road. From the Corona road we made our way to Teilta Lake where we planned to camp overnight. Last year we stayed here for five days following rain and where the roads were again all closed. This stay put paid to our aim of heading to Cameron Corner and then around to Farina via the Strezlecki track. From here we made our way up past the dog fence and on to Theldarpa station. We were all very optimistic we wouldn’t be stopped by rain again. But alas, it wasn’t to be and over the next few days we ended up again back in Silverton but at least not rained in up north. We left for Wagga the following day. Neil and Jean continued on for another few weeks.

So, what is next up that way? I have my eye on Mt Gundabooka which is just south of Bourke and is the highest summit in the Upper Western. Also in my sites is Mt Koonenberry which is north west of Broken Hill. So, let’s see what happens in the next few months.

Many thanks to Andrew VK2UH/1DA for putting up my alert and for those who spotted me and also managed to work me.

Below is my track.

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John VK2YW

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Contacts Galore – VK2RI-047 Galore Hill activation

Some of you will be aware that Wagga Amateur Radio Club operates a system of linked VHF repeaters that cover the majority of the Riverina. Co-incidentally, three of the sites are also SOTA (Summits on the Air) designated summits. Being part of the Repeater Management team today, was the first opportunity I had to take a run to Galore Hill as its VHF repeater had stopped working some days ago. My plan was to either fix the repeater or return it to town for repairs and activate the summit time permitting when completed. I put an alert up on SOTAwatch expecting to be on air around 11am (0100UTC).

Alan VK2KAW accompanied me and we set off first thing this morning and arrived onsite at around 9.30am local or 2330 UTC. We very quickly established that there was no power getting to the hut and so logged a fault with the site owner, locked up and moved over to the observation lookout to set up for the activation. I was now running almost an hour ahead of the planned time.

As it was extremely windy I decided not to erect the squid pole but instead climbed part way up the look out tower and suspended the centre of the dipole off the side of the ladder and secured the ends to a couple of well placed trees.IMG_1640AW

Once the antenna was in place and the coax connected to the FT-817 I attempted to put out a spot. I usually use Droid Spot and sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t and I have no idea why as today it didn’t work. Also tried RRT but it complained that not all fields were filled in…which they were so not sure what was going on. Ah well, when all else fails, just call :).

It was no surprise to hear Pete VK3PF return my call and log my first contact. He went on to Spot me and then the contacts flowed and I finished up with around 15 . Thanks Pete.  And a tally of 15 was not too bad considering it was a work day. Thanks to all the chasers and as the weather was not really conducive to hanging around as it was blowing an absolute gale plus we needed to be back in Wagga by lunchtime I didn’t want to spend a lot of time on air and hence didn’t go up to any of the higher bands, so sorry to the DX stations.IMG_1638AW

Once packed up we headed off the hill and into Lockhart village for a quick coffee and then back on the road again, arriving back in Wagga just after 12. If you are ever in Lockhart, I can definitely recommend the little coffee shop beyond the Pub on the right hand side of the main street. They also do a mean scone!

On reflection, it was a good activation for a week day as I can remember a time when one struggled during a week day activation to get the required 4 contacts so this part of the hobby has definitely grown. For me it was definitely a case of contacts Galore.

 

73 de VK2YW

 

 

North Barrier VK2/UW-007

Earlier this year Ruth Sandow, who manages the Milparinka Heritage and Tourism Association contacted me to see if I was interested in going back to run the Milparinka Visitors Centre or VIC and again look after it for the usual fortnight. I had previously been there doing the volunteer thing a couple of times in the past with the last being 2 years ago.

Milparinka Visitors Centre on right and Court House on left

Milparinka Visitors Centre on right and Court House on left

After discussing with my Xyl Lindy and our friends Jean & Neil who came up and visited us there in 2013 we decided to again go up. This time round, Neil and I would go for the first week by ourselves and the girls would join us in the second week. We decided also to make a trip of it and get out and do some Station Stays, camping on a couple of the stations that offer either remote camping or camping in the shearer’s quarters of which there are plenty to choose from and of course a SOTA activation if it would fit in.

Now Milparinka is a ghost town and for those unaware of its whereabouts, it is situated about 4 hours north of Broken Hill and nowadays some 25 minutes south of Tibooburra up in NSW’s Corner Country. I speak in travel times out here because looking at a map you might be tempted to say well its just short of 300km so its say about 3 hours. That would be true if you could travel at 100kph but at the moment, you can’t. It’s also true that as each year passes more of the Silver City Highway is being covered in bitumen and in 2013 it used to take about 45 minutes to get from Milparinka to Tibooburra whereas now it only takes 25 minutes due there being more tar – anyway I think you get the picture.

But what’s up there I hear you ask …its just a ghost town? I first went there in the early 1990’s and recall being blown away by the fact that there were these few great old stone buildings and a lot of other ruins. I didn’t know why they were there or what their story was. Well since then I do know their history and could bore you with it over about a 20 minute period but I won’t. Suffice to say it is just beautiful country and the people are just great as well. Do yourself a favour sometime and get out there and soak some of this up for yourself and perhaps you might run into me as I am sure I will be back out there again. But I must also admit that if you look at my 2012, 2013 photos and my 2015 photos they are just more of the same – old buildings and sunsets and wonderful rich outback colors.

But I digress – this blog is about my activation of North Barrier – not about my outback travel adventures although the two are entwined.

During the planning for this trip I had noticed that there were just 15 summits only in the Upper Western region of NSW and none had been activated so this was an opportunity to be the first to activate both a summit and the first for the region. Each summit in this area is only worth 1 point so whilst not high in terms of the rest of the state they certainly make up in remoteness and ruggedness. I chose Mt Shannon to attempt first as it was within a day’s drive from Milparinka. It was also a Telstra comms site and I figured it would be easy to get permission to gain access. Having got the phone number of the station as well as the name of owners I made contact with them and explained what SOTA was all about and who I was and why I wanted to go there etc etc. The owner listened patiently while I explained my self and then promptly told me ‘No’ because he had an agreement with Telstra that he wouldn’t let tourists up near the site. Whilst I found that hard to believe I couldn’t argue and thanked him for his time.

Back to the drawing board or in this case, the map. Looking a little further south I came across North Barrier. As the name suggests its on the Barrier ranges, so named by Sturt on his famed 1845 inland sea exploration trip. I had no idea on whose station this one might be on so after some emails with Ruth Sandow, she suggested I contact Nundooka Station and gave me the details. I rang and again explained my purpose and this time received an entirely different response. Much warmer and accommodating except this summit WASN’T on Nundooka Station. But as luck would have it, it was on his nephew’s property at Floods Creek Station and he provided me with their details. Again, I rang and went through my spiel – well the response couldn’t have been nicer and the next thing we were invited for morning tea. I promised to ring again closer to the date when the finer details were firmed up.

After the fortnight at Milparinka we packed up and headed down to Ruth’s station – Pimpara Lakes. This is a station stay well worth the visit particularly if the ephemeral lake is full which fortunately for us it was.

More outback lake views

More outback lake views

We spent a delightful couple of days just doing very little. Walks, photography, a drive around the 110,000 acre station and sitting by the campfire…but that’s camping isn’t it? From here we headed off to Mt Gipps station which is about 40km north of Broken Hill and if you are looking for just a little starter taste of this country, this is a great place to start. Its just beautiful country. Charles Rasp pegged out the first Broken Hill mining claim here back in the late 1800s although today there isn’t any sign of that. The result though was the town of Broken Hill and the subsequent mining. Its also interesting to note that Sturt wrote in his 1844 journal that the Barrier Range was highly mineralized. Due to our now close proximity we took the opportunity to visit Broken Hill for re-stocking purposes. Whilst on Mt Gipps I rang Floods Creek to update them on my plans. As we were traveling with our dogs they suggested we contact Mt Westwood Station to inquire about camping as they had 1080 dog baits out. This I did and again was met with a warm response. Cal and his wife Sonya suggested we camp on a freshwater lake close by. He told me the directions over the phone and even said there was a gas BBQ there we could use if we provided our own bottle. The whole thing sounded really good and before long we were on the road again heading up to find the lake, make camp and to be ready for a run down through Mt Westwood to Floods Creek and the climb up North Barrier the following day.

Unfortunately, I missed the reference in my phone conversation with Cal that the lake was NOT on Mt Westwood. This was a very important point as it turned out as we spent most of Friday driving up and down the property looking for some sign of this so called lake and in the end camped against a dam wall at the beginning of the station.  Camping on or near dams is never a good thing to do as stock can become spooked and stay away from the water so I knew it was only a temporary stop. Also we knew there was a storm brewing and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Had Cal or Sonya been home that day I am sure they would have put us back on the right track and as it turned out he returned just on sundown and called into our camp and did put us right for the following day.

We spent a pleasant night despite the wind and a tiny bit of a shower but I was glad to be off in the morning this time without van and trailer. After opening and closing untold gates we eventually arrived mid morning at Floods Creek station and were invited in for coffee while waiting for Luke (owner) to return for smoko – he was out with a crew mustering wild goats on trail bikes and with the assistance of an ultra-light and we monitored their progress on CB as we drove down. Wild goats are every where in outback NSW and South Australia. They are in plague proportions and most stations round them up and when they have enough they are sold to abattoirs down south usually Wangaratta where they sell sometimes better than sheep and given they didn’t cost anything to start with there is only the cost of rounding them up and transport south to worry about. On any trip along the Sturt from Hay onward you see thousands and I am not exaggerating. They are very wily and are not often road kill. When I think of goats I think white but they are in a myriad of greys, browns, blacks,mixtures and only rarely do you see pure white.

After a cuppa Luke offered to lead me up the hill riding his trail bike despite me having a map with a track to the top on it on Ozi Explorer on my car GPS. And boy, am I glad he did. Track? Most of the time there was no track. And despite it only being about 8km from the homestead it still took me about 1 hour and 20 minutes in low range 1st gear in the Troopy. A quick squiz of the map I had looked a little like the veins in your body …lots of blue lines indicating small dry water courses criss crossing the area and each one whilst small was always accompanied by a sharp drop in and just as sharp an exit…and on top of that it was extremely stony with lots of the Gidgee just waiting to attack an unsuspecting tire. Gidgee is a common variety of Acacia nthat is native to the arid and semi arid areas of Australia. It is slow growing, hard as nails but makes really good firewood. Dead Gidgee is deadly on tires. North BarrierNeil followed me in his Mazda BT until he succumbed to the effects of a bit of Gidgee trashing his tire. He insisted I go on and he would change the tire and return to the station. Luke promised he would return and check on him once he had me at the top. As I was approaching the summit top I managed to work the Wagga boys at the Club rooms on 40 metres along with Wayne VK2PDW operating from his home. Now, as you all know, its an art to speak on the mic whilst driving but add to that whilst trying to keep the 4WD on the so-called track and dodging large rocks and GIdgee, its an even greater challenge but I did manage both. I am not sure that my Xyl Lindy and the two dogs in the back were very impressed by any of this but we did make it up safely.

Now I am not saying I couldn’t have found my way to the top without help – well actually in hindsight, without his help I don’t think I would have but I did assure him I could follow my GPS track back down and with that he headed off leaving me to set up. This was one hill I wasn’t going to walk back down 25m and back up again because I was now conscious of the time and what had to be done in the rest of the day, there were storms all around us plus I was concerned for Neil and his Xyl Jean at the bottom. Without wasting more time I got the gear out and as the only vertical thing on the summit aside from a CB repeater installation and tower was what was left of the old trig point. I lashed my squid-pole to that and quickly got the gear out. Short of a diamond tipped hammer drill there would have been no way of getting a peg into the ground to support the pole. Something I usually do. Oh, and as promised I did run a cursory eye over the CB repeater for Luke but everything looked fine. Interesting that the so called hut only had three sides.

That storm is coming in

That storm is coming in

You may recall I wanted to try the Pixie out again on this summit and that was the first bit of gear to get out only to discover I had left the all important power cord on my bench at home. Oh well I thought – lets go with CW anyway on the FT-817 and started to set that up. I also fired off a spot as there is 3G coverage up here but despite Droid Spot saying it had successfully sent there was nothing on Sotawatch. Again due to the time and other pressures I switched to phone and put out a call on 7090 and was quickly rewarded with VK2LAD in Albury. I asked could he spot me and before I finished the contact I noticed Amanda had spotted me – well done and thanks Amanda VK3FQSO. I know there were some other summits out there being activated during the morning but I must have missed them as I only managed contacts with chasers and nothing from other summits. Something unusual for me was the number of VK4’s on 40m. I don’t usually work them from down south. When I reached the 14th contact the rush seemed to have dried up and the likelihood of me getting wet was looming large so it was a quick pack up and back to the Troopy and the descent.

Despite zooming in on my track to the 1000% mark on my car GPS I still lost the track numerous times on the way back. Time and time again we stopped and my Xyl Lindy would get out to look for the track. I think it was more hair raising on the way back.

Spot the track

Spot the track

Usually the descent is done quicker than the ascent – but not in this case. It took as long to get up as it did to get back. But back we did get and safely and with all tires intact.

We dropped into the station to thank them and bid them our farewells and set off back to Mt Westwood station and our vans. I also called in on Cal & Sonya to also say farewell. Then off to find that elusive lake. Once we had left the station and back out on the main road it soon appeared off to our left – just exactly where Cal said it would be. Funny that.

The up down GPS track

The up down GPS track

It turned out a lovely afternoon following the squally conditions earlier on and combined with the beautiful location we were soon set up and enjoying the tranquility …or was that ‘ahh the serenity’.

Operating from the lake

Operating from the lake

Outback lake views

Outback lake views

Anyway, this is where we remained for the next 7 days as the rain and storms over the next 24 hours put paid to traveling anywhere. And even when we could travel we didn’t because the rest of the trip as was originally planned was never going to happen and this was such a delightful spot. Other than one other vehicle traveling down the road about mid week we really didn’t see any one else. And that’s camping – just how I like it.

Below are some of the other photos from the top of the summit.

Various views from North Barrier

Various views from North Barrier

More Views

More Views

And more

And more

And still more

And still more

Barren isn't it

Barren isn’t it

Enter the Pixie

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Pixie station. 9v battery in foreground indicating the size

A few weeks back my friend Yern (Joergen) VK2KJJ gave me a small plastic bag with a handful of electronic bits in it. It was a Pixie. It seems in this case a Pixie isn’t a small mythical person but a 7Mhz tiny transceiver with which you use Morse Code to communicate. I think these units are Chinese clones of a similarly small unit made in the States 10 years or so back. Now in the big scheme of transceivers, this one is at the most basic end. No bells and no whistles. It runs off a 9v battery,requires headphones and as mentioned, a Morse Key…which is about 10 times heavier than the transceiver!

Yern suggested we see who can get on air first with them – he bought a few of them and has even purchased some spares! (We raffled one off at a Radio Club meeting and raised $30.) I like a challenge like this and as the next few days were to be cold and good for spending in the shack without feeling guilty then what better way to spend than heating up the soldering iron, building up a kit and getting it on the air.

It only took a few hours to complete and I plugged it in to my home antenna. For things to work first go for me is always a surprise and so I was suitably surprised and impressed when I could hear Morse Code coming through the headphones. Once the frequency was quiet I put out a call and back came Yern on the other side of town. I had been discussing the project on the local repeater with John VK2TH and he said he would take a listen for me so I put out a call. Further imagine my surprise, when back came Yern with a great signal. During the contact he congratulated me for getting on air first. My interest was now piqued. Could this little device be used to qualify a summit? In other words, could I take it out to a summit and make 4 contacts? I wanted to try.

I studied my map of Womargama national park and found there are two summits in the south western corner. They are the 5th and 3rd highest in the Riverina association and fortuitously are relatively easy to get to – well by 4WD anyway. Bernard VK2IB confirmed this and indeed he was the first to qualify these two summits. My mind was made up – these two I would try to do and soon.

I picked a day and asked Bernard if he wanted to join me but he declined as he wanted to do some other summits so he was a potential summit to summit contact. I asked Jeff VK2XD if he wanted to again join me and he jumped at the chance. I also again asked James VK2NKJ and he was also in but needed to be back in town by mid afternoon and so could do one summit.

The date was the 7th June. Winter had well and really set in and despite a nice but cold day in town by the time we got into the park we we were in fog. Of course we had to introduce James to the delights of the Holbrook bakery so we were again “coffee-d and caked” before heading out.

The drive through this part of the park was very pretty despite the fog and we were greeted at various times by wallabies bounding off either side of the track. Once at the top of the first summit which is not named and only known to us as VK2/RI-005 I quickly set up the station. Firstly, I put the Pixie on air but as expected there was quite a lot of Morse stations as there is a group that operate around that frequency every Sunday morning. So, sadly, I wasn’t going to qualify this summit with the Pixie. I put my trusty FT-817 on air and soon made the required contacts and handed the microphone to James for him to qualify the summit under his callsign. We finished up around 40 minutes later giving James enough time to head back to Wagga.

Jeff and I set off for Wagra Mountain (VK2/RI-003) the third highest summit in the Riverina association. It was pretty obvious no-one had been on the track for a long time as it was starting to get overgrown. I had forgotten to pack the chainsaw and was hoping upon hope there wasn’t any fallen trees. We did encounter a couple of small ones but nothing that even required stopping for. What we did find though was that the climb did require Low Range 4WD. This is quite a steep climb and I am sure the views would have been worthwhile but for the fog which didn’t lift all day. Wagra Mountain is the photo at the top of the page.We were pleasantly surprised that the summit opened out into a large clearing – large enough to turn the Troopy around. I only mention that in passing to give you an idea as to how big the clearing is as the Troopy’s turning circle is more akin to turning the Queen Mary around. So, plenty of room at the top.

I set the antenna up using the squidpole as hanging it from a tree would have been difficult if I wanted to operate in the open. Before I got the Pixie out I checked for phone service and finding it adequate I sent a spot out to SOTA Watch indicating we were ready to operate and that I would be using Morse. I thought it best to do this to ensure someone was listening for my piddly little signal.

Couldn't wipe the smile off my face

Couldn’t wipe the smile off my face

Turned the gear on and sent out my first call. Moments later, Michael VK2CCW answered me. Michael is on the central coast near Budgewoi, a mere 480km! Wow! Next contact was with Alan VK7BO – even further at around 600km! Double Wow! I think I was shaking – I couldn’t believe that this $6 transceiver was performing so well. I went on to make another 4 contacts including Bernard on his summit, Allen VK3HRA near Ballarat, Warren VK3BYD in Wangaratta and Garry VK2GAZ up in Richmond all giving me great signal reports. That exhausted the supply of Morse stations. Now it was out with the FT-817 and a change of mode and frequency and I completed the summit making 33 contacts in all including one to Slovenia on 14Mhz. Yes that’s right Slovenia…in Europe. I am just amazed at how far one can operate on quite low power let alone flea power from the Pixie.

We headed off making a mental note to remind James that he missed the best part of the trip. James likes “off roading” and I am sure he hardly got into 4WD on the first part of the trip. After today, I am sure he will be wanting to get out and activate some summits himself.

More wallabies on the way back and this time we made it back into Wagga before dark.

Where to now? Well, I have had all sorts of thoughts on improvements to the Pixie. The first one I have already completed. The unit needed a box and I needed to ditch the traditional key – its just too heavy. So I went looking for a suitable circuit that would allow me to hear what I am sending – which the Pixie doesn’t do. The picture shows the result. 20150628_204918But wait, there’s more. I ordered a second Pixie. Yes I let my head go and spent another $6. This time I want to see if I can make the Pixie change frequency and also be able to hear my sending. I think I can get all this into a small box as well. It should also be possible to carry a complete station in a couple of pockets and head off to a summit and activate it. This is minimalist SOTA and the thought really appeals to me.

Back for the Leatherman

If you have been reading my blogs so far you may remember that during my last outing I mentioned that just short of the vehicles on the return trip from Narra Narra I tripped over and when I got back to the vehicle I realised that I had lost my Leatherman. For those not familiar with the tool, its like a Swiss Army Knife and very handy. This particular Leatherman (I have two) was my retirement gift and so has a lot of sentimental value. So, as you can imagine, I was keen to return to try to find it and the sooner the better. Not only did I lose the Leatherman but I also lost the rubber cap off the top of the Squid pole (portable fibreglass mast).  The following Sunday (May 24th) seemed ideal to return and search.

Back home during the intervening week, I downloaded the track from my little Etrex GPS and loaded that into some excellent navigation software called Ozi Explorer. Using the software I could identify the exact place I fell over by both the rough position and that there was a distinct point in the track list where we clearly stopped for around a minute or so – that had to be the spot. I saved the newly edited track so it could be re-loaded back to the E-trex for use when I returned. I also to activate Mt Jergyle (VK2/RI-004), the summit we had run out of time on the weekend before as we had to cross it to get back to Mt Narra Narra..

Asking around during that week, I found that both Jeff and Bernard weren’t available so I invited Mike VK2DAI to join me. I told him he wouldn’t have to do any hill climbing and he would only need to follow me in around some 250 metres so it wouldn’t be a very physical trip. How wrong I was! The plan suited Mike right down to the ground and with the added promise of coffee and cake at Holbrook he was in!

The proposed Sunday’s weather forecast looked perfect for both another activation and to return and try to find both lost items. The cap though was insignificant in as much as I could replace it from Bunnings at all of $5 – I wanted the Leatherman back.

I had also asked James VK2NKJ to join in but to bring his 4WD as well. Its not that I didn’t want to tackle the area with only one 4WD but my vehicle only seats 2 and I felt I could use an extra pair of eyes, but, at the last minute, James had to pull out as he needed to do a rush trip to Brisbane. So that was it – just the two of us and we left Wagga around 8.30am on the Sunday morning. Weather was great and we were soon enjoying a coffee and some food at – you guessed it – the Holbrook Bakery.

Stomachs full and coffee fix had we were soon underway to Womargama and then on to the national park and Mt Jergyle, which as I mentioned, we had to cross to get to the Leatherman site. Once on the summit, Mike was out to take some photos from the lookout while I threw the antenna up on a nearby tree and quickly assembled the station. I managed the first contact at a minute before 11am (0100 UTC) and went on to work 26 stations in the next 40 minutes. Then it was a quick pack up and then off to the foot of Narra Narra.

With GPS and the track loaded, Mike and I set off on foot through the bush and were soon at the site of the fall. A thorough look around revealed the cap off the squid pole, not the Leatherman and so we headed back to the car for some lunch with a view to returning after lunch for another look. My guess is that the Leatherman fell off somewhere between the fall site and the road and that the fall managed to open my belt buckle. It was one of those plastic ones that you push on to release. I wouldn’t have noticed because my backpack is also around my hips and secured with a belt. Now as the undergrowth is quite thick in places it may take a lot of looking before we find it.

Again, we retraced our footsteps and again we were not rewarded with any success. After a lot of looking Mike asked whether I had it still with me on the summit. Perhaps it came off before the fall. He suggested we look back further and so off we set. Before I knew it we were again climbing, all the while searching. The track we were now retracing though was the track Bernard and I had used the weekend before. Instead of following the ridge line back down, Bernard and I had decided to follow the old road which we did until we lost it. This old road went almost straight down from the summit and would have been quite a challenging drive back when it was put in let alone today with a modern a modern vehicle where it would have still been a challenging drive. But now, Mike and I were retracing that route and it was getting very steep. After numerous stops to catch our breath we found ourselves close to the summit. I was out in front by some 30 or more metres when I heard a yell. “Are you alright?” I called. Mike had grabbed a small sapling to pull himself up when it came right out of the ground which in turn sent him rolling back down the slope by about another 20metres. At this stage there were various thoughts flashing through my mind like, I have no radio, a phone that might or might not have any signal, no water or first aid kit let alone any shelter. Hell, I hope he is OK. I went back to him and he was back on his feet but complaining of sore ribs. Back in September the year before, Mike had fallen from a ladder and had broken ribs and collar bone so it was likely he had again broken a rib. We were now close to the top and level ground so with some difficulty we finished the climb. In the back of my mind, I am still thinking about Medivac. However, Mike assured me all was OK and he could make it back down. My mind now turned to the reason for climbing and I set about searching where I had been the weekend before but again, to no avail. The afternoon was now slipping away fast and we needed to get back to the vehicle so with Mike nursing some sore ribs we set off – this time taking the gentler ridge line route until we could again swing back to the fall site for one last look. Again, no success. It seems the Leatherman is destined to remain hidden for at least the rest of winter as some of the Womargama trails will be dodgy to say the least after prolonged wet weather.

Well the day was not wasted with one activation and the retrieval of the squid pole top so all not lost and of course it will be an excuse to return in spring, with a few more eyes and perhaps the metal detector. Who knows, I might yet find it. As I write this some 6 weeks later Mike seems to have recovered. Whether he will return with me or not remains to be seen. I suppose I can promise that other than a short walk into the bush, we most definitely wont be doing the climb again. I will leave that to the next time I activate that summit.