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"David Eduardo" wrote:

"Telamon" wrote in message
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The LA stations are not licensed to serve the coast up above
Ventura County.... that is waaaaaaaaaaaaay outside their protected
contour, and what is supposed to be heard are the local stations
in each place.

The cliffs along route 1 are mostly in LA county. I see you don't
live around here after all or you would know this.

You did not specify. The road runs up the entire coast, and the
cliffs around the central coast or Big Sur seem more impressivde.

Must be a magic radio in your car or you have never driven that
road. Every post you make, makes you look less real to me.

I certainly have never been fool enough to try to hear LA stations
up towards Santa Barbara.

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Why, foolhardy you say? You bet!

Ah, yes the risk would be great to try for an LA station around Santa
Barbara. You could lose your life on such an attempt if you failed.
Imagine... there you are in the middle lane of route 101 in Santa
Barbara your brow furrowed in the intense concentration required to get
that DX before... before that semi barreling down on you makes
connection... sweating profusely working the controls of the radio
with the multi-ton rig of death bearing down on you... horn blaring the
driver can't stop in time... this is it... the last seconds of your
life ticking away as you try for that station ID... time seems to go
into slow motion as you work the controls of the radio... and... AND...
THERE YOU GOT IT... and in those last few seconds you leap for the
shoulder of the highway... the rig screeeems past, barely missing you,
the driver shaking his fist at you, the horn blaring away. Suddenly,
it's over, you made it... or is it?

Lying there in a crumpled mess of ice plant by the side of the highway
the radio just a few feet from your head where it landed your attention
turns toward it again. In your current state of shock from barely
avoiding the rig of death the surreal voice emanating from the radio is
babbling about some guy trying to commit suicide on the 101. Before
those words can even sink into your thick skull, you notice a siren in
the distance. Listening intently now... you notice it's not one but
maybe two... they are getting closer now... but you are content to just
lie there savoring in the moment that you are still alive and all that
it entails... including that nice DX catch you just made!

Next thing you know a CHP cruiser screeches to a halt a few feet from
you, a white ambulance just behind it. Standing up now your head swirls
as the officer is reading your rights and the nice men in the white
coats slip you into a new jacket that they explain will prevent you
from further hurting yourself. Protesting you try to explain that you
were just trying for a FM DX catch from LA but they don't believe you.
"Nobody listens to an LA FM station in Santa Barbara they say" and they
laugh and laugh at the notion coming from the crazy guy wandering on
the 101, so intent on operating the radio controls he wanders into
freeway traffic.

To be continued... Next up Eduardo discovers a new reality aided by
psychotropic drugs.

Don't Worry Eduardo. I promise to visit you at the funny farm.

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Telamon
Ventura, California