Due to a couple of solar flares the other day there was a severe solar storm yesterday, October 7th and today October 8th, so of course I decided to go activate a park. First of all, i would like to say some nice things about my long suffering wyfe whom I refer to as SWMBO (She Who Must Be Obeyed). She does my logging on these activations and keeps me sane. She also offers great advice and opinions. Today she suggested that we go to Gettysburg. It was a beautiful day and the sun was shining when we arrived on Culp’s Hill. We heard white breasted nuthatches and american crows around the perimeter of the hill. It did not take long to get set up and get on the air and within about 40 minutes we had made 34 contacts to include 5 park-to-park exchanges. It was very successful. We had an older gentleman approach the car and inquire as to what we were doing and we chatted for a few minutes. After the activation I climbed the tower. I know this is not a feat to compare to the scaling of the Eigerwand or K2 but for a chubby middle-aged guy like me it was sorta significant. The tower is about 60 feet tall and as I was climbing the stairs I ran the entire song “Inna Gadda Da Vida” through my head (including the drum solo in the middle), finishing just before I got to the top. After regaining my breath I did a bit of a video of the view from the tower which I am including a link to below. To make this day complete, we drove around some of the back roads in Maryland between Catoctin and Hagerstown. We located a few State Parks for future reference and then returned to the Gettysburg area to indulge in some chicken tenders from a convenience store which is part of a chain that claims to have “world famous chicken”. Not too bad, I must say. After this we took my mother-in-law to the grocery store and here we are back home, relaxing. As for the storm, the Devil whispered in my ear “you aren’t strong enough to withstand the storm”. I smiled and whispered back “at least I didn’t lose my gold fiddle to a redneck kid in Georgia and at least I don’t still live in my daddy’s basement”. The Devil hung his head in shame and slunk away. Namaste for now kidlets.














