There was a time when the old CKMP’s 100 foot tower was located in a farmer’s field atop a hill about 2,000 feet from south shore of Little Lake well west of Smith’s Mobile Home Park. All one had to do before signing out at 6 am was to power up the transmitter, warm up record players, tape machines and mixing board. At night you turned everything off that you turned on during the wee small hours.
One quickly learned how scary the radio tower site could be in the dark when the transmitter wouldn’t remotely kick in. And that always happened during a thunder shower when key load switches would switch off on their own. One arrived at studio 90 minutes before going on air….switched the transmitter on……if “no go” it was off to the tower in my Chevy ll convertible, with head lights on bright, music blaring from car radio so as to scare away ghosts or bad guys.
In radio, broadcasters have great imaginations…..in six or seven years I made that trip to the tower/transmitter about a dozen times, twice in the middle of a roaring lightning filled thunder-storm!
I often thought Bruce Amstrong, CKMP’s owner should have given me danger pay or at least a hot roast beef sandwich at the Diana! To tell you the truth I would have paid him, for as a kid I fell in love with radio broadcasting and was so excited to finally do something I really loved and got paid for it.