<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:30:17.852+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Heritage Foundation - Pirate Radio Hauraki Memories</title><subtitle type='html'>Memories from listeners of Pirate Radio Hauraki 1966 - 1970</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-1489823845201695310</id><published>2007-03-24T10:15:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:16:56.615+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I remember setting up a radio at Hygrade factory Hornby  Christchurch for my work mates to listen to Hauraki in early evening using a  piece of wire contacted to roof of building.   At my home in Hoon Hay CHCH found best reception on old wooden  battery boxed radio by taps in family bathroom.   I called into Hauraki towards the end of 1969 when visiting my  parents in Hamilton &amp; had just missed a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/1489823845201695310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/1489823845201695310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-remember-setting-up-radio-at-hygrade.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-1575723401094036044</id><published>2007-03-24T10:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:16:13.235+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi,   I'm a presenter with the community stations  Apple AM and  10Radio in Somerset,uk and would just like to say that the Hauraki story is  fascinating.It just makes me wish I had the chance to hear it.Congratulations to  everyone involved-and if any of you ever visit the uk come into the studios for  a natter!   Philip Knighton  (Wellington,Somerset,UK)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/1575723401094036044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/1575723401094036044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-im-presenter-with-community-stations.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-7701275971094529539</id><published>2007-03-24T10:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:15:13.423+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As the presenter and producer of a media show in the 1980's  and 1990's on Radio Netherlands, we always found interest from the audience in  the story of the real radio pioneers - people who changed the format of radio  and created the Second Golden age of broadcasting. Radio Hauraki is up there  with all the early pioneers. Brilliant people who knew that sharing emotion was  the way to compete </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/7701275971094529539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/7701275971094529539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-presenter-and-producer-of-media-show.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106094303138718</id><published>2007-02-10T11:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T09:51:06.835+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I lived at Clontarf north of Brisbane as a schoolboy. I vividly remember  waiting for 4ZR Roma to go off the air at 10pm so that I could hear Hauraki.I still have a QSL card from around 1969.  Al KirtonRadio  4KZInnisfailQueensland</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106094303138718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106094303138718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-lived-at-clontarf-north-of-brisbane.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106155768411481</id><published>2007-02-10T11:52:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:52:37.686+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loved hauraki mid 80s with ross, hawks, kev and the very  awesome kent robertson in the afternoon. cheers,   andy glenn chch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106155768411481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106155768411481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/loved-hauraki-mid-80s-with-ross-hawks.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106144811769912</id><published>2007-02-10T11:50:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:50:48.120+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hello from Belgium - Europe. Hi my name is Herman from the city Gent - East  Flanders. I'm a big Offshore Radio Freak. My bigest Offshore Radio  Station from the 70s was Radio Caroline yes also from a ship in The Nordsea at  the UK Coast. The only thing i know from Radio Hauraki is what i hear  (audio) and what i read from Offshore Radio History Hans Knot from The  Netherlands. For those who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106144811769912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106144811769912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-from-belgium-europe.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106094982897808</id><published>2007-02-10T11:42:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:42:29.826+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I grew up on you guys! 1966 I was a rATHER PRECOCIOUS  11 Y.O. AND I SNEAKIly LOOKED AT MUM AND DAD'S "TRUTH" newspaper racy stuff back  then and definitely something you would hide away from your family. It suported  you renegades and I guess as that curious 11 y.o. you were the men.Then  my best girlfriend's older brother had discovered Eric Clapton, Cream, Jimi  Hendrix,Led Zep and we used to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106094982897808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106094982897808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-grew-up-on-you-guys-1966-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106085275357262</id><published>2007-02-10T11:40:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:40:52.753+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> loved dr rock massive  tom dick chch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106085275357262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106085275357262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/loved-dr-rock-massive-tom-dick-chch.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106083183245276</id><published>2007-02-10T11:40:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:40:31.833+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I was a schoolboy in Leicestershire, England, and wrote to Radio Hauraki  after reading about it in a newspaper here. To my amazement, Keith  Ashton replied to my letter by sending me a tape of himself and another DJ,  which they recorded in a 20 minute break in the studio between recording their  programmes. I wish I still had the recording but I don't. It featured  two jingles, "1480 for all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106083183245276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106083183245276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-schoolboy-in-leicestershire.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106080810436627</id><published>2007-02-10T11:40:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:40:08.103+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi peoples,I was a tech for the Good Guys in 1967. Recorded Ross  Goodwins program. In the early days they only had Mellow Yellow to play .. over  and over again :)Nice to read the memories.Mine is of a hot day,  the studio was sweltering. Ross had taken his trousers off. He was playing Young  Girl Get outta My Mind!! And stretched out .. hand down his trou .. screamed out  Young Girl get Outta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106080810436627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106080810436627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-peoplesi-was-tech-for-good-guys-in.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106073735274028</id><published>2007-02-10T11:38:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:38:57.353+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi I remember those great days, and wish to send best wishes to John Forbes  who I worked with, but sadly TVNZ filmed John and his employers mobile welder on  the wharf when they were trying to get the Tiri back to sea. His employer took a  grim view. So if you are still around John. Hi!  Graham H.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106073735274028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106073735274028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-i-remember-those-great-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106068959352901</id><published>2007-02-10T11:38:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:38:09.593+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> As a kid in the 1960's, I have fond memories of Radio Hauraki and "Good Guy"  announcers, Peter Telling, Ian Magan, Barry Knight. I recall our Home radio  always tuned to "1480 Top of the dial" and how much more fun it was to listen to  than 1ZB and 1YD?Thanks Radio Hauraki, I look forward to seeing the  exhibition  Richard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106068959352901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106068959352901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/as-kid-in-1960s-i-have-fond-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106067752401222</id><published>2007-02-10T11:37:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:37:57.526+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi Folks,I wasn't around in the days when Radio Hauraki was being set  up and when it was at sea and finally came ashore BUT I know of the story and  love it!! I work (part time) at Radio One Double X (1XX) in Whakatane which has  a strong connection with Radio Hauraki. 1XX began on 30th June 1971 -  the 4th private commercial station in NZ but the 1st in a private station on air  in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106067752401222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106067752401222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-folksi-wasnt-around-in-days-when.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106064278888577</id><published>2007-02-10T11:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:37:22.786+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> It must have been Xmas 1967 when I lay in bed at my grandmother's place  listening to her old radio with a longwire antenna in the middle of the night,  and heard the first fascinating bits of audio wending their way through the  ether. Being a wanna be radio nut at 20 years old, this was high impact stuff as  the Tiri broadcast from what was supposed to be international waters!! It was  those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106064278888577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106064278888577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-must-have-been-xmas-1967-when-i-lay.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106061531861597</id><published>2007-02-10T11:36:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:36:55.320+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Well, the Radio Heritage Foundation webmaster may get angry at me for  spilling some beans, but at this date so close to the anniversary, my memory of  Hauraki is of listening BEFORE the first officially recognised broadcast of  Monday 21 Nov 1966. After the great shenanigans by the Tiri's crew to  break out of the Western Viaduct basin in October, there was a race to get  on-air ASAP. I spent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106061531861597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106061531861597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-radio-heritage-foundation.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106057829841065</id><published>2007-02-10T11:36:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:36:18.296+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I live with one of the former  Pirates, good old Murray McGill, the svelte chap up the mast trying to free it  from the bridge in the "Shoestring pirates" book. He may not have been  one of the "glory" boys but he played his part and was one of the crew arrested.  I'd like to see all the originals no matter who they were recognised by  some sort of Award from this country for changing history, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106057829841065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106057829841065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-live-with-one-of-former-pirates-good.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106054825376105</id><published>2007-02-10T11:35:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:35:48.260+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My first conscious memory of Radio Hauraki is probably in 1972, as a child in  Auckland growing up and being fascinated by Auckland Radio. I became aware of  alternatives to my preference for 1ZB, and although I also enjoyed Radio I,  Hauraki started to fascinate me with its lively and varied programming. Who were  the "good guys?" and why did Peter T talk the way he did? Fred Botika's  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106054825376105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106054825376105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-conscious-memory-of-radio.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106046675053053</id><published>2007-02-10T11:34:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:34:26.750+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi Guys, I work for radio Dunedin as a volunteer, and listen to you fellas  during the week at my paying job. Keep up the good work.  Graeme FyffeNewton &amp; Sykes Panelbeaters Dunedin  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106046675053053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106046675053053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-guys-i-work-for-radio-dunedin-as.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106040433941230</id><published>2007-02-10T11:33:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:33:24.343+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My first impressions of Hauraki was on a visit to Picton early in 1970 and  was impressed to be told by a family friend who had invited me into his bedroom  to show me his reception of Hauraki on an old valve Bell Colt that here was a  station broadcasting from an old ship in the Hauraki Gulf - probably the only  broadcast from the Tiri (II) that I ever caught. Shortly after that (26 May  1970) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106040433941230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106040433941230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-impressions-of-hauraki-was-on.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106036646765245</id><published>2007-02-10T11:32:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:32:46.466+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I was a very loyal Radio Hauraki listener from early January 1967, when I  bought my first transistor radio (a National Panasonic 8 from Smith's Sound in  Hobson St, just around the corner from the North Shore Transport bus stops and  just up the road from Farmers) with money saved from my Auckland Star paper run,  up until broadcasts from the Hauraki Gulf ceased in 1971. I mostly  listened to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106036646765245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106036646765245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-very-loyal-radio-hauraki.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106032630718193</id><published>2007-02-10T11:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:32:06.313+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi there Heritage folk.I was The Radio Hauraki Promotions Manager in  1970 when Hauraki began as a 'legal' entity. We did some crazy things  and produced some Great Radio - its 'Legend' and I consider myself privileged to  be still here to celebrate The 40th Anniversary - Radio Hauraki's 40th and my  70th birthday, my 50th in radio broadcasting in the same year. Hey that's a bit  scary. While </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106032630718193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106032630718193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-there-heritage-folk.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117106029655698212</id><published>2007-02-10T11:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:31:36.560+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I remember the night you tried to get out to sea, and the authorities  attempted to close the lighter basin road/bridge.  Cheers, Terry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106029655698212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117106029655698212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-remember-night-you-tried-to-get-out.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38871619.post-117105912746314779</id><published>2007-02-10T11:12:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:12:07.466+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything seemed to be so much more fun with Radio Hauraki.  Lot's of music especially on weekends. My father had his horses and rugby and I  had 1480. It was great.   John Farndon [Auckland] </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117105912746314779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38871619/posts/default/117105912746314779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateradiohauraki.blogspot.com/2007/02/everything-seemed-to-be-so-much-more.html' title=''/><author><name>David R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16768479139844667329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
