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Radio Technical Officers Foreword Acknowledgements Preface Introduction Chapter 1: The Early Years Chapter 2: The Training School Chapter 3: Equipment Installation Records Chapter 4: The 'Techs' in Antarctica Chapter 5: The 'Techs' Tell Their Stories Trevor Donald Tells It All; Life in the Bureau from 1947 to 1989 Ray Clarke Looks Back Some Memories from Ralph Bulloch Peter Copland Works in Meteorological Electronics Some Titbits from Dave Grainger A Very Modest Tale from Alf Svensson Adrian Porter Pulls No Punches Jack Tait Recalls Some Stories by Colourful Freddie Soutter Some Snippets from Noel Barrett Stephen Courbêt Has His Penny Wworth And a Flyspeck or Two from Lenny Dawson Some Interesting Reminiscences from Jannes Keuken Brief Stories from Phil Black From Gloria West, Wife of the Late Bob West The Life and Bureau Times of Graham Linnett Tales Out of School from Bill Hite Peter Copland on Cyclone Tracy Peter Broughton Tells the Story of Maralinga Appendix 1: 'Techs' Roll Call Appendix 2: Trainee Intakes Appendix 3: 'Techs' Who Have Served in the Antarctic Region Appendix 4: Summary of Major Installation Projects Appendix 5: Summary of Major Equipment Variously Installed at Sites and Maintained by Radio Technical Officers Index Search Help Contact us |
Peter Copland Works in Meteorological Electronics (continued)These were the days before solar power. Power to the AWS was from a large bank of nicad cells, 300 amp hours at 24 volts as I remember; six batteries with a total weight, I think, of about half a tonne. This lot was charged from a series connected stack of 30 Y cells, a large water filled primary cell (about 10 kg each) which charged the nicad batteries at about half an amp. Much less than the minimum charge for the main batteries so they ended up being useful for only about 30 amp hours due to the nicad memory. Probably half of all faults before we installed solar panels were in the supply of power to the stations.In 1978, I think, we obtained some solar panels from Melbourne through the normal stores system. We thought this would be the bee's knees and set up a comprehensive test procedure using our spares as a complete AWS station. The tests ran happily for a month or two so we ordered some more panels to start changing the stations over to solar. Great consternation in Melbourne, though, and we had to return all the 'stolen' panels as they were required for some other project. We had to struggle on for another few years with those bloody Y cells and probably would have wasted $10,000 on them. The more interesting trips were usually the special ones where faults occurred some time before a scheduled maintenance visit. My first experience of one of these expeditions was with Jack Byrne in 1972 to Bathurst Island. It was thought that the AWS had been damaged by a lightning strike, as there were storms about at the time it stopped. We set out by plane with enough gear for a complete station, including wiring loom; also camping gear and food for three days. Arrived at the mission and then taken by truck across the Island to the AWS. Every spare space on the truck was filled with armed hunters after suitable game. We had the AWS operational again in time for the next hunting party to pick us up at the arranged time. Then back across the Island in time for the plane back to Darwin. One Christmas Eve we chartered a twin-engine aircraft to change the main batteries at Port Keats. This was one long hard day's work. On another occasion I had to hitch a ride in a Nomad of Coastal Surveillance to get to the same station back on the air. They were going down the west coast to do a check on a reported strange boat. Picked me up on the way back; it was noisy, hot and rough most of the way, and usually only 30 metres above the sea. Not even any topless crew on any of the boats that we inspected. On one occasion we borrowed a RAAF helicopter (complete with crew) and Steve Courbêt and I made a satisfactory emergency trip to the Bathurst Island AWS. The only trouble was that they had forgotten the doors; nice and cool but a bit hairy coming back along the beach at a height of 10 metres doing about 130 km/hr. Later, I went with Steve again to the same place in a Navy patrol boat. We did not enjoy it as much; rough, and a one and a half day trip, but they had to make it into a bit of an exercise.
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