Sunday, March 29, 2015

New Radio

A few weeks ago, I ran into a bit of trouble with my car radio. Seems it had somehow managed to install an updated copy of Memory-Map that wasn't compatible with the device, so the app would crash as soon as I tried to open it.

I opened a support ticket with the app's publisher and found out that, yes, there had been an update, and they sent me a link to download an older version of the app. It worked, but I was a bit concerned with not being able to update any more, and considering the overall sluggish performance and difficulty installing updates to other apps, I decided now was a pretty good time to replace the unit with a newer model.

After doing a bit of searching on the Internet, I discovered (much to my surprise) that the Parrot units had some pretty annoying problems, and it seemed that Pumpkin still made the best ones, so I went back and found out they now sell directly from their website (when I bought the first unit, they only sold through an eBay store).


The new unit (apologies if the link disappears... they go through models fairly quickly) has a dual-core 1.6GHz processor, 1GB RAM, and built-in WiFi. I'd have preferred the option of a tilt screen, as the GQ Patrol's factory stereo was mounted practically on the floorboard, but I'd run the old unit with the tilt completely flat enough to decide it wasn't a deal-breaker. It also runs 100% Android 4.4 (KitKat), whereas the Knight Rider unit ran Android on top of Windows CE.

The new unit arrived while I was in Sydney on business, and I wasn't able to install it in time for last Sunday's 4WD trip through Yarra State Forest. So, it wasn't until yesterday that I was able to give it a shot.

My first challenge was finding an auto parts store that was open. Having been stymied by confusing/nonstandard wiring, I'd had the previous head unit installed by an auto electrician who thought it'd be a great idea to tap the new wiring off of the old wiring - it worked, but it left the wiring a complete mess of unused connectors and electrical tape.

It turns out that the Repco I'd found on Google Maps as well as the official website's store locator in Brunswick (which was on the way to the place where I was to attempt the installation) was not a retail store but a service center which was closed on Saturday. So I walked over to a nearby restaurant, had a nice cheeseburger and a coke, and found a proper retail store that was not too far out of the way.

I found the wire harness I needed, and picked up a UHF (CB) radio as well as an antenna and mounting kit, and made it to my buddy Craig's house, a couple hours later than I'd planned. He and Andrew (also from the 4WD group) were busy repairing Craig's Pathfinder, but they were happy to let me borrow an extension cord and park my car in the driveway to work on the stereo installation.

The first step was to fix up the wiring. I could have gone about this any number of ways, but I decided the best thing would be to remove the funky tap splices, along with the old connectors, and splice in a proper ISO connector, for whenever I decide to replace the new unit.

The wiring was an absolute mess, as the colors on the original wiring didn't match up to anything I'd seen written down anywhere. I can't tell if Nissan used a different set of colors back in 1988, or if someone else had come in afterwards and replaced the wiring with something non-standard. Thankfully the auto electrician had done the hard work of figuring out how the colors were supposed to line up, so all I had to do was replace the taps, one at a time, with in-line splices. It looked something like this:
Red to Blue. Yellow to Red. Solid gray to blue-and-white-striped. Sounds easy, right?
With about two wires to go, my soldering iron decided to stop working, and I had to finish the last bits with a butane torch. I was a little nervous about the end result, but I was pleased to find the unit worked properly when I hooked it up and tested it.
Success is 1% inspiration, 49% perspiration, and 50% non-stop swearing
Somewhere during all of this, Andrew and Craig finished up with the Pathfinder and helped me out by running the antenna wire for my new UHF radio through the firewall and mounting the antenna on the bull bar. They also highly recommended I go ahead and wire up the power and ground leads for the UHF while I had the dash open. It meant cutting and re-splicing one of the leads I'd already done, but there's no denying it was the right thing to do.

Andrew gave me a couple self-tapping screws for mounting the UHF on the dash as well, and we got that all wired up and tested, and after a nice kangaroo burger and sausage dinner with Andrew, Craig, Sam, and Olivia, I headed home, exhausted but quite content.

Arriving home, I discovered I wasn't able to turn on the car's immobilizer. I was a bit nervous about leaving it parked outside overnight, but when I came outside to finish setting it up this afternoon I was happy to find everything intact, the doors still locked and the windows unbroken.

Getting the maps set up was a bit of a hassle. I've got too many to put on the internal storage of the device, and Memory-Map have changed the FAQ page I used before to set it up. The current instructions don't work, since they require using a third-party app that has since removed a required feature. Thankfully, I was able to dig up an old copy of the FAQ page on the Internet Archive, and somewhere between moving the maps to the GPS SD card, creating the text file referenced in the old version of the FAQ page, and removing and reinstalling the app, I was finally able to get it to find the map files.

The new unit sounds much better than the old one, and it's much more responsive. Also, the capacitive touch screen works much better for gestures (which are essential to using Android) than the old unit's resistive touch screen. Here are some pictures of the finished product:

Australian Screen Legends

Stymie approves
P.S. I fiddled with the immobilizer some more and got it working again. I haven't gotten the USB working yet, but between SD cards and wireless options, I don't really need it - I've already got plugs for USB charging.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Camping

I went camping with a couple guys from my four-wheel drive group this weekend. They're going to Fraser Island in a few weeks, and so they're doing little weekend trips between now and then, in order to test out all the new gear and get it set up how they like it.

I'm not going with them to Fraser, but I tagged along this weekend. We went up to a spot at Wombat State Forest that one of the guys had been wanting to check out for quite some time. There's not much story behind it - we mostly just sat around the campfire talking. Anyway, here are some pictures:





Friday, August 22, 2014

Thoughts on 'Mad Max'

Okay, so I could've gone with a more linkbait-y title, like "10 Reasons Why Mad Max Is The Greatest Film Series Of All Time" or something, but this essay is meant to be more of an expository piece, rather than a persuasive one. It's also a bit different from what I normally post on here, since it's not about some weekend trip I took.

Backstory

I remember the first time I saw a Mad Max movie. I must've been about 7 or 8 years old at the time, and my family and I had gone over to a friend's house for a barbecue. The kids were watching this weird movie with a lot of strangely-dressed people chasing after each other through the desert in dune buggies. And one of the bad guys had a doll head sticking out the back of his shirt. And they had strange accents (except for Tina Turner, of course). I asked the kids what they were watching and one of them said, "It's Mad Max".

It was, of course, the third film in the franchise, which carried the title Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome in the United States. It seems as though, through the mid-90s and 2000s, this particular film aired on TV about once every six months or so. To me, it was one of those movies you always seem to catch about halfway through as you're flipping the channels.

I must've seen that car chase scene a dozen times, over the years, but it wasn't until I was in high school (or maybe college) that I caught it from the beginning and learned what the "Thunderdome" actually was. I remember speculating on the topic while I was driving down the highway, so it must have been some time after I got my license but before Wikipedia. My guess had been something more akin to a mashup of The Hunger Games, Death Race, and The Truman Show. None of these films had been made yet, of course, but you get the idea. My guess was way off.

I admit, I've only seen the second film in the franchise a couple times. That's why, in the middle of writing this piece, I went down to the local video store and rented a copy. I wanted to make sure my assessment of the character held up. It did, and I picked up on a lot of stuff that I'd overlooked before. But the bottom line here is, prior to my arrival in Australia, I just thought of the Mad Max series as some campy, cheesy post-apocalyptic movies with weirdly-dressed people doing cool car chase scenes in the middle of the desert.

My interest in the series was somewhat renewed during my travels in Australia. I took a guided tour of Coober Pedy and learned that it was used as one of the filming locations for Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome. That scene towards the end, when Max kidnaps the pilot and his son at their underground dwelling? I have totally been there. In real life, it's not much different than what you see in the film, except there's women's underwear hanging from the ceiling (I'm not kidding).

When I was in Brisbane, I saw the original Mad Max for the second time in my life. I was pretty drunk at the time, because that's what you do when your two-week campervan trip ends, and your German friends fly home, and your money's almost run out, and your dog's been run over, and you're feeling down and out. You get drunk. On cheap boxed wine. And then you wander down to the TV room and watch whatever happens to be on. And if that movie happens to be Mad Max, then so be it. And you resign yourself to the consolation that, all in all, it's a pretty darn good movie, even if you're too drunk to really follow it. And hey, at least it's an Australian movie. You know, since you're a tourist in Australia, and all.

The third time I watched the original Mad Max was after I'd moved into my current place of residence. This time around, I was sober, and I picked up on a lot of stuff that I'd missed out on before. For one, I recognized the West Gate Bridge in the background of some of the shots at Max's police station. I'd been making daily commutes between Melbourne and Geelong for my job, and I noticed that the landscape looked pretty familiar, so I Googled it and found out that most of the road scenes in the first one were filmed in and around the town of Lara, which is only about 10 minutes from Geelong.

The realization that I'd been to two of the three major filming locations of the Mad Max series served to revitalize my interest. And it didn't hurt that, during the great four-wheel-drive hunt of 2012-2013, I ran across an eBay listing for the XB Falcon that had been sitting parked in front of the Silverton Hotel near Broken Hill for the last umpteen years (I forget what it eventually sold for, but it was sitting around AUD $25,000 when I first saw it). I've added Broken Hill to my list of places to visit while I'm here, which will mean I've been to all three of the major Australian filming locations for the series. Perhaps I'll make it to Namibia, one of these days.

My Thoughts On The Series

As cool as Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome was when I was a kid, I have to admit that, as an adult I have a hard time watching it. The whole "community of plane crash survivors who develop a cult religion and believe Max is their pilot-messiah returned" looks good on paper, but I don't particularly care for how it was executed on screen.

A lot of my criticism around that stems from the language that the kids used. Although it's probably more closely aligned with what would actually happen if a group of children found themselves the only survivors of a crashed airliner and developed a community in isolation, the act of substituting strange words for common familiar ones creates a disconnect between viewers and the characters on screen, making it harder to empathize with them. This was a pretty common practice in science fiction, for a long time. I suppose it was done with the intention of making the fantasy more fantastic, but I've never been a fan of it.

I think the reimagined Battlestar Galactica series got it right in that respect - you forget that it's science fiction, because it's so well grounded. Laura Roslin is dying of cancer, not some weird made-up alien disease. In fact, there are no aliens, period. They have dogs, not daggits. Their guns shoot bullets, not lasers. And when Kara Thrace breaks her leg, she spends the next few episodes in a cast and doing physical therapy, because there is no magic wand for Dr. Cottle to wave and instantly heal broken bones, or cancer, or anything else. They use familiar names for familiar things, and it allows viewers to empathize with the characters and the situations they are in. Despite the fact that everyone is flying through outer space, and the primary antagonist is a race of self-aware machines, it still feels real.

That's why I think a lot of viewers completely overlook one of the most important aspects of the Mad Max story - they get caught up in the strangeness of it. For the American audience, it doesn't help any that the second film was released in the US before the first one. And it seems the cheesiest film of the series is the one that gets the most airplay, so it's the one most people associate the character with. It is for these reasons that I missed out on the transformation that the character takes, over the course of the series. I used to only think of him as the lone hero wandering a barren wasteland, the good guy saving the weak from their oppressors. But go back and watch the films again in their proper sequence, and focus on the journey his character takes, and I think you'll find there's something deeper going on.

Max's Journey

The original Mad Max introduces Max Rockatansky as a pretty normal guy. He's a cop, and a good one, at that. He's into cars. His best friend is a fellow member of his police unit. He loves his wife, and his son. And over the course of the first film, all of these things are taken away from him by a vicious gang of motorcycle thugs (except for the car and his dog). After his partner, Jim Goose, is ambushed and burned alive, Max foretells his own moral downfall:
MAX: I'm scared, Fifi. One more minute out on that road and I'm one of them, ya know? Terminal crazy.
 So, then what happens? The thugs run down his wife and son. Max snaps and, one by one, he takes out the motorcycle gang in a series of brutal acts of vengeance. Notice that, in the final scene, the film doesn't actually show Johnny running the pickup truck off the road. He could very well be speaking the truth when he tells Max, "... this isn't how it looks. I just came down to take a look." Which makes Max's act of handcuffing Johnny to the truck before setting it to explode even more vengeful - he doesn't know whether or not Johnny murdered the driver, nor does he care.

Bear in mind that at the end of the first film, both his partner and his wife are still alive (albeit hospitalized in critical condition). Rather than returning home to care for them, the film ends with Max driving off into the desert.

In The Road Warrior, we see that Max has become "a shell of a man.  A burnt out, desolate man, a dead man, running from the demons of his past. A man who wandered far away..." Throughout the second film, Max's only real motivation is to gas up his car so he can keep going. It's why he takes the gyro captain prisoner. It's why he brings Nathan back to the compound. It's why he risks his life to fetch the prime mover for the tanker. And it's why, having brought the rig back and filled up his fuel tanks, Max turns down Pappagallo's request to drive the tanker in exchange for membership in their community.  Only after the marauders destroy his car and murder his dog does Max offer to help Pappagallo, which realistically is the only option available to him. Even after the camp people escape and the marauders are defeated, Max chooses to go his own way rather than join up with them.

Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome tells the story of how Max's humanity is slowly restored. At the start of the film, Max is much the same man we saw in the previous one. He places little value on human life, agreeing to kill a man in exchange for the return of his stolen property. However, Max has a change of heart at the unmasking of Blaster, refusing to execute a man with the mind of a child. It's only after he meets the children living in the oasis that Max begins to act selflessly, braving the harsh desert wasteland to rescue the ones who split off from the main group. In the film's climactic car chase, Max sacrifices his own chance to escape by charging headfirst into almost certain death in order to clear a path for the survivors' plane to take off.

I'm excited about the upcoming release of Mad Max: Fury Road and its two planned successors. I was a bit nervous about them until I learned that George Miller was behind them.  I'd really like to see where this character goes, and if he returns full circle to the man he once was. The details are a bit sketchy at the moment, so I'm not even sure if it's supposed to be set between Mad Max and The Road Warrior, or after Thunderdome. Judging by the trailer, it'll have no shortage of action, and Tom Hardy seems like he'll play a convincing Max.

The Pilots

Were the gyro captain in The Road Warrior and the pilot in Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome the same person? I think not. Granted, there are a lot of similarities between the two. Both characters were portrayed by Bruce Spence. Both characters start off, on their initial meetings with Max, as antagonists. And both characters are last seen leading the group of survivors that Max helps to escape in each film. But if they are to be the same person, there would be some pretty glaring continuity issues.

For one, the voice-over at the end of The Road Warrior states that the gyro captain became the new leader of the camp people, and that they did eventually make it to their destination. It seems unlikely that he would then abandon his people to return to his life as a scavenger of the desert. Furthermore, the scene at the end of The Road Warrior where the gyro captain rides up to Max, standing at the wreck of the tanker, and they smile at one another without saying a word, implies a sense of camaraderie between the two. It seems unlikely that the same man who risked his life in helping Max rescue the camp people would then turn around and steal his camel train some years later.

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Sunday, May 4, 2014

Drawers

I just got my truck back from the shop yesterday. Back when I bought the suspension upgrade and the snorkel, I also ordered a set of drawers for the back. The guy at the 4WD shop was booked up and couldn't get the drawers installed with the other stuff, so I wasn't able to get them in until this week. Here's what they looked like this afternoon, before I put a bunch of stuff in them:



fridge slide

table

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Day trip to the Otways

Yesterday I took a trip through the Otways with a friend to try out the new 2" suspension lift I had put into The General. It started raining and we didn't get a lot of pictures, but we did see a couple black wallabies as well as this echidna:








Tallarook State Forest

Recently, I joined a Meetup group that does four-wheel-drive trips. My first trip with them was to Tallarook State Forest, about an hour north of Melbourne. There isn't much story here, but the views were nice and the people were great. I'm looking forward to doing more outings with them.

I did have another trip scheduled with them a couple weeks ago, but we canceled it due to extreme fire risk. This turned out to be a wise decision, because there was a rather large fire in the area when we were supposed to have been there.

View from Mount Hickey 

Fire tower at Mount Hickey

Taken at Freeman's Camp Picnic Area
The snake was dead, but we'd walked right past it without noticing it was there












Our group

Yours truly

Mount Eccles National Park

Mount Eccles National Park is a small park in western Victoria, about 45 minutes south of Hamilton. Its namesake, Mount Eccles (or Budj Bim, as it is known among the Gunditjmara people) is a small dormant volcano. Lake Surprise sits in a fissure near the top of the mountain.

My friend Angela and I went camping out there around New Year's Day. The tracks we took were pretty well forested, so there weren't a lot of great photo opportunities. Still, it was a pleasant, relaxing trip, and a great way to spend the weekend. Also, I'm pretty sure at one point we took a wrong turn and drove down a walking track. Oops.

There were lots of kookaburras and koalas around the camp site, and they got really loud, right around sunset. Not long after, we heard something scratching around one of the trees, and saw this little guy (I think it's a common brushtail possum, Trichosurus vulpecula):







I'm not 100% sure this was on the same trip, but it's pretty cool and I don't know where else to place it: