CANADIAN EPICS IN RADIOCOMMUNICATION
ALUMNI WHO LIVED THE ADVENTURE OF RADIO
WIRELESS TELEGRAPHISTS - SPARKS - RADIO PIONEERS
RADIO OPERATORS - RADIO TECHNICIANS
RADIO TECHNOLOGISTS - RADIO ENGINEERS
RADIO INSPECTORS - SPECTRUM MANAGERS
ÉPOPÉES CANADIENNES EN RADIOCOMMUNICATION
LES ANCIENS QUI ONT VÉCU L'AVENTURE DE LA RADIO
TÉLÉGRAPHISTES SANS FIL - PIONNIERS DE LA RADIO
OPÉRATEURS RADIO - TECHNICIENS RADIO
TECHNOLOGUES RADIO - INGÉNIEURS RADIO
INSPECTEURS RADIO - GESTIONNAIRES DU SPECTRE
Adapted from his lines " An early history of the West Coast Radio Service " of 1989.
Here is an incomplete account of his ventures in radio
Laval Desbiens - November 2005
As a teenager in the mid 30's, a chum and I had set up some old model "T" Ford spark coils and were busy learning the code on the air, oblivious to the interference we were causing broadcast receivers in the area.
One day, Irvine appeared at the door, gave the two of us a "good talking to" and then introduced us to the world of amateur radio.
Who at that time would have guessed that I would take over his job when he retired...
At war's end, when I returned to Vancouver after 5 years overseas with the army, I wrote my 2nd class certificate with Jim Kitchin as my examiner, with whom I was to work in later years. I immediately went job hunting but found that, with the cutbacks, radio operators were a glut on the market. I nearly took a job on the SS Amier which was being fitted out as a China coaster. They were more interested in my army experience in small arms training and wanted me to train the deck officers in the use of a Thompson sub-marine gun to fight off pirates. Caution prevailed and I turned down the job. As it turned out, on her way to Asia, she broke down in the north Pacific and had to be towed back to Vancouver. She was eventually scrapped.
Finally, with my veteran's preference plus a war wound pension, my application with the Civil service got top priority. Len Crowe hired me as a relief operator and sent me north to Digby Island with orders to report for assignment to its Officer in-Charge, Stave Mellor.
Mellor initially assigned me as relief operator on the CGS Alberni, a lighthouse tender and a pitiful excuse for a ship. She had originally been a coal tender on the Great Lakes, had been purchased during the war by the Department and sent around through the Panama Canal to Prince Rupert. En route, the crew jumped ship at New York. At Panama they put guards aboard while going through the canal to prevent a repeat performance. After one trip. on her I appreciated what they must have experienced since she was the worst sailing vessel I have ever been on.
I was shocked with the radio equipment - it belonged in a museum. After years in the military, using the latest state of the art equipment, I had some initial concern that it would even work, but I prevailed. However, another concern arose. The radio shack was directly over the boilers which made it a real sweat box. I used to sit out on the open deck with the speaker turned up and, when a call was heard, I would dash in, pick up the message and then get back out on deck. I was not the least sorry to leave the vessel a couple of weeks later.
Shortly after, I was assigned to the one man radio beacon/weather station on Langara Island located on the Alaska border at the north end of the Queen Charlotte Islands. Again the equipment belonged in a museum, but it had been updated by George Gilbert's modification for crystal control.
This was a drastic change in lifestyle for my wife Joan, a war bride brought up in London and used to the modern conveniences of life. She suddenly found herself on an island with only one other family, no electric power and a hand pump for water. Fortunately, she took to it like a duck to water and even became an expert on the end of a crosscut saw when we cut firewood.
When I left the island after a year, I met Bruce Restall and R.A. (Bob) Cole on board the ship. Restall was giving Cole a tour of the stations along the coast. Cole had just been appointed Divisional Engineer following the retirement of L.W. Stephenson. Cole was a graduate of the University of New Brunswick and had served as a junior officer in the navy on a corvette in the North Atlantic. After the war he worked at odd jobs and was employed as a clam digger in the Queen Charlottes when his father, a Commissioner in the Civil Service Commission, arranged this appointment for him. This was one of his father's last acts before retiring to Victoria. I remember a few years later going to see Cole at his parents' home and finding the Prime Minister, Louis St. Laurent there.
My next assignment in 1947 was to Victoria at the Gordonhead station, VAK, under Jim Daniel. The staff members were Frank Arnaud, Jack Shaw and Charlie Blacklock. I replaced Don Mitchell who had been promoted to a Radio Inspector position in Victoria. Jim Daniel, finding out I did not know the American Morse code, put me on graveyard shift until I learned it.
While on shift at about 01:30 AM on August 13, 1947, a distress call was broadcast by the SS Diamond Knot who had been rammed by the Fenn Victory off Race Rocks in fog. The Fenn Victory suffered very little damage. Being the closest coast station, I took control of the distress and alerted the standby salvage vessel Sudbury who set sail immediately for Race Rocks. When the Sudbury arrived at the scene, the Captain of the stricken vessel refused assistance saying that the vessel's owners had dispatched a tug from Seattle and wanted her towed there. Despite a warning from the skipper of the Sudbury that she would never make it, her Captain stuck to his orders. Finally, at about 09:30 AM, the Seattle tug took her in tow but, as predicted, she had barely reached U.S. waters off Port Angeles when she sank. It was an unfortunate decision made by the ship's owners. The Sudbury, at that time, was the largest and most powerful salvage tug on the west coast of North America, and with her powerful water pumps could undoubtedly have kept the vessel afloat and towed her to the nearby Esquimalt Dockyard. The Diamond Knot had been carrying 150,000 cases of tinned salmon, making it the largest insurance claim at that time. The claim was finally settled when 200,000 tins were salvaged by sucking them up with a vacuum hose.
I soon became proficient in the Morse telegraph code and went on the regular swing shift. Soon after, I passed my "Barrier Exam" which was given by Don Mitchell and later successfully passed my examination for a first class certificate. My examiner this time was Eric Turner who later opened the Kelowna office in 1950.
In 1949 I was reassigned to Digby Island and moved into one half of the duplex dwelling. Stave Mellor was officer-in-charge but shortly after was moved to Alert Bay. Herbert Holt took over temporarily from Mellor until Brian Harrison came north a few months later. Other staff members were Armour Pyke, who had given me my amateur exam pre-war; Jack Leeming, who later became a radio inspector in Victoria; Bill Johnston, who later held a series of radio inspector appointments, culminating as District Manager, Victoria; and Les Tickner.
In 1950, the radio beacon station at Cape St. James, VAM, located on the extreme southern end of the Queen Charlotte Islands, suddenly became a vital link in the Korean war airlift. I was sent out as officer-in-charge to establish a continuous radio beacon and an hourly weather reporting service. The staff was increased to four operators and accommodation provided for two married families and two bachelors. The $50 a month isolation pay was a strong incentive since that was good money at the time.
In 1959, Jim Condon, one of the bachelor operators, fell and hit his forehead on the edge of a 45 gallon steel drum, fracturing his skull. After getting medical advice via radiophone from Dr. Derby of the Bella Bella Mission Hospital, I sent a message to the Superintendent, Andy Gray, who arranged for an R.C.A.F. rescue plane to pick up Condon the next morning. Unfortunately, due to the sea conditions at the time, the Canso aircraft could only land in the nearest sheltered cove 6 or 8 miles away. Mr. Diggens, the lighthouse keeper, and I had to take Condon in the station's 14-foot open boat to meet the plane. We had to buck fairly heavy seas and tide all the way and, while the journey probably only took 3 to 4 hours, it seemed more like 12. It was fortunate that we took lots of gas because we had to refill the outboard motor several times. We finally got Condon aboard the plane which took off immediately for Vancouver, and we headed back. The return trip was even worse since the tide had changed and the wind was increasing in intensity. I do not know how long it took but it seemed to take forever - we were soaked to the bone. On arrival, I jumped ashore and slipped on some seaweed. Before I could regain my feet, a wave dragged me back into the cold north Pacific. Fortunately, Mr. Diggens had sense enough not to come to my rescue or I might have been crushed between the boat and the rocks. He instead pulled out clear and let me swim to him. When I finally made it ashore the ladies met us with hot coffee well laced with rum. I soon got into a hot tub for a good soak but shivered for days afterwards.
Condon arrived in Vancouver and was immediately rushed to hospital for an emergency operation. It was successful but he was off his feet for a period. I ran into him in 1987 and he still bears the scar. Currently he is an operator at the Canadian Coast Guard station, VAK, located at Sooke.
Cape St. James is much like Triangle Island: wide open to the same stormy Queen Charlotte Sound and experiencing the same wild winds. Like Triangle, it is rocky with a cover of tundra grass. The buildings were heavily braced with cables over the roofs anchoring them to the bedrock. When we arrived, the island was plagued with rats. Fortunately, our Labrador dog, Suzy, became a superb rat catcher and every morning we would find a dozen or so rats laid out on our doorstep. By the time we left the station two years later, rats were very scarce.
When I left Cape St. James I was appointed back to Gordonhead, VAK, but on arrival in Victoria my orders were changed. I became a radio technician in the Radio Workshop with Bruce Restall as my new boss. Staff in the workshop at that time included Bruce Restall as officer-in-charge, Sid Woods, Dick Lobb, Neil McTavish and myself as Radio Technicians, Ted Whitehead as Construction Foreman and Bill Fleming as the Rigger.
In the late 40's, the National Research Council had installed a radar on the 1st Narrows Bridge in Vancouver as an aid to marine navigation in this narrow congested waterway. The Council had also installed a low power single channel radiophone on 1630 kHz to communicate with passing vessels. By 1953, the need for a better radiophone with 1630, 2182, 2318 and 2366 kHz capability became urgent. At that time, Basil Irvine in Vancouver looked after the equipment on the bridge. He brought the matter to the attention of Jim Kitchin who, in the absence of Andy Gray, arranged for Roy Powell to install one of his Norpack units.
A week or. so later I arrived in town to install some equipment on the CGS Alexander McKenzie. I was summoned into Andy Gray's office where I was instructed to investigate complaints by the signal staff about this new piece of equipment. I was horrified with what I found. I had heard rumours about Norpack equipment but could hardly believe what I found. With authority from Gray, I stopped payment and instructed Powell to get his equipment off the bridge. I then went to the local Marconi office where I met Duncan Black for the first time and bought a suitable replacement set which Black then installed after making some minor modifications.
In 1954, the world's first microwave controlled fog alarm was developed by the National Research Council. It was installed on Holland Rock and controlled from the Barret Rock lighthouse at the entrance of Prince Rupert Harbour. The following year a similar installation was made on Lookout Island at the entrance of Kyuquot Harbour and was controlled from the Spring Island Loran station. During the latter installation, and while ashore, a storm came up and we were stranded there for about 36 hours without food or blankets.
The microwave equipment performed exceptionally well but the mechanical controllers which operated the gas engines, the air compressors and the fog alarm itself were fraught with problems. The systems were finally abandoned after a few years of costly troublesome service.
... more on his career to come eventually !
Development of Radio Regulations for the Radio Amateur Service (1904 to 1924)
De la mise en place d'une réglementation concernant le Service de Radio amateur au Canada (1904 à 1924)
Department of Communications – Pacific Region - Annual Regional Conference - June 17-20, 1975
Department of Communications – Pacific Region - Annual Regional Conference - June 23 - 25, 1976
Department of Communications – Pacific Region - Annual Regional Workshop - June 20 - 24, 1977
Department of Communications – Pacific Region - Annual Regional Workshop - June 7 - 9, 1978
History of Monitoring Stations in the Pacific Region
An Early History of the West Coast Radio Service
including Jack Bowerman's Photo Album