It was flurrying when I went out – light, fluffy, flaky snow drifting down. A light frost formed on the recently fallen autumn leaves like a tapestry of magical fairy dust. And then I started to set up the antenna — instant conversion to driving, freezing rain. I pitched the end-fed into a tree, had a few quick contacts (Germany and Croatia), and got my drenched butt back to the hotel.
Yesterday, I had somewhat elaborate plans to activate a SOTA peak, either Tour de Gourze or Mont Pèlerin. Both would have required about an hour train ride along the Northern edge of Lake Geneva, but those plans got scuttled by a late start due to total lack of sleep last night and a bunch of teleconferences this afternoon. Still, happy to have a chance to get on the air at all from HB9. Now packing up for return to Madagascar.
FWIW, RF power levels today were about five orders of magnitude lower than anything discussed in the previous couple days at CERN.