I was on Craigslist Columbus looking for radios, as I am apt to do from time to time. The weeks following Christmas seems like a good time to look at the want ads for all kinds of goodies, no matter what your hobbies or interests are. This is probably due to big boys getting bigger toys. After all, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.
While shopping at Craigs, I see an ad for one of the radios that have been on my wishlist for quite awhile: The infamous Panasonic RF-2200.
Although I have never had a chance to actually play with an RF-2200, I had always heard that it is one of the premier portable worldband radios of all time. I’ve heard them described as “The Best Ever”, ‘One That Every SWL Enthusiast Should Own”, and “The Holy Grail Of Radios” (No kidding!).
The description of the radio was basically that it was in good shape but needed some work. The guy posting the ad was asking only $50.00 for it, stating that the same radio goes for 2 to 3 times as much on ebay. I don’t necessarily care much for ebay, or epay as I like to call it, but after checking the used list at Universal Radio and some other internet sites that deal in only Shortwaves and amateur equipment, I found the average to be between $125 to $175, depending on condition. Well, it was off to the races.
I call the guy and he tells me that the main issues with the radio were that it had the antenna tip broken off, it made an awful crackling noise when you adjusted the volume, and the coil springs in the battery compartment were rusted and one of them had acually broken.
Hmmm…Contemplation. I just had to wonder what other “issues” the radio may have, but $50.00 for the radio, especially if it did indeed turn out to be the “Holy Grail”, was a good price. Besides, I have a background in electronics and electrical repair (Used to be a BMET), and have tools. Hell, I’ve got tools that fix tools.
So, I made a date with the seller, and the road trip to Columbus was on…With the old lady, of course.
I’ll skip the introductions and get to the point. The guy showed me the radio and, besides the broken antenna tip, the radio was in excellent cosmetic condition. The case was in good shape, no noticable marks except for a miniscule amount of paint splatter on the top, and the lettering on the front wasn’t worn in the least bit. He fired it up and I immediately became aware of the crackling noise in the volume. Being pretty severe, I was thinking it may need a new pot. But once you got it to the volume level you wanted it seemed to sound just fine. So, a six dollar investment in some parts cleaner, or at worst a new volume pot. Shouldn’t be too much of a problem…I am, after all, usually armed with a soldering iron.
He then showed me the battery compartment. Yup, rust. Or what I thought was rust. And lots of it. Plus, the broken coil spring.
Okay, CRC cleaner couldn’t fix that.
I just stood there and looked at the radio for a bit, weighing my options. But, being the fix-it guy I am, I was thinking along the lines of a hybrid radio. If I couldn’t fix this one completely, maybe I could find another RF-2200 that was in excellent working order but that the living snot beat out of the case.
The rational side of me lost to the Tim Taylor side. I bought the radio.
When we got back into the car for the long drive back home (In rush-hour, no less) I was just waiting for my wife to say something. But she didn’t. She has a lot of patience with me for some reason.
After grabbing a bite to eat, we get back to the homestead and I immediately tore into the radio. I disassembled the case and had a look-see. There was some dust, not too bad…but I noticed the area behind the battery compartment. There was no sign of water damage, which was good, but it did show signs of battery corrosion. The reason it appeared to be rust at first blush was that someone had attempted to clean it up. They got the crusties of the corrosion off but left the skid marks. Luckily, the corrosion hadn’t made contact with the board.
Whew! Talk about dodging a bullet.
The whole battery area was placed on the back burner for now. That was going to take some hunting for new springs and I knew that could be a long and drawn-out process. So, I turn my attention to the volume pot. I didn’t have any CRC on hand so this was just going to be a recon mission.
I was a bit dismayed to find that the volume pot was obscured by part of the tuning dial chassis…I got the LED flashlight to get a better look, and it appeared there was no way around the tuning chassis. Okay, now I’m thinking what a dumb S.O.B I was for taking on the project….The tuning chassis appeared to be quite complex in its nature, and I had a gut feeling it would be quite a chore to remove it. So, online I go, in search of a service manual for the steps to remove the tuning chassis.. There goes more money for the book.
Luckily, however, I noticed that there was just enough space behind the chassis to possibly get the spray tube of the parts cleaner in there to get to the pot. Not a lot of room, but maybe enough.
As I was searching, I came across the service manual. It had been photocopied and downloaded in PDF on the internet.
I guess at that point God granted me a favor, however small. He does have a sense of humor, though, I’m sure. I was still a bit leary at this point about my new project. I had the confidence to get the radio repaired, but the main question was did I have the patience?
Patience isn’t always one of my best virtues.
After picking up some parts cleaner and taking a good look at the tuning chassis in the service manual, I became more religious that I have been in quite some time. It’s not that I don’t pray…I’m a cop, and my prayers usually consist of asking the Almighty to keep me safe and to get me home in one piece without any extra orafices. Amen.
But this was entirely on a different level of spiritualism.
To put the removal of the tuning chassis in perspective, I would have to say that Tesla, Marconi, or even Einstein would take one look and go, “What the F%#@ is that ?”. In the name of everything that is Holy, I was praying my six dollar investment in the CRC cleaner would do the trick. If it didn’t I was probably going to be tempted to throw the radio in the trash, count it as a lesson learned, then burn in hell for taking the lords name in vein. Several times.
Any of you who have cleaned pots know the ritual…Spray, turn numerous times, spray, turn, etc. You want to make sure you get any and all of the gunk out before re-assembly. There’s nothing worse than getting it back together and realizing that patience is, indeed, a virtue
After some manipulating I was able to get the spray tube in and access the inside of the pot through the opening. So, I clean until I am satisfied the task is completed, take one more look-see and throw her back together. Crossing my fingers, I fire her up and wouldn’t you know it, most (but not all) of the crackling was gone. I think at that point I was more confident, and relieved, that the pot was dirty-but-good that I didn’t say a word. Why tempt the Lord Thy God?
The pot noise was so faint that I decided to hook up the “Broomstick Special” and give her a test drive. The broomstick special is a homemade antenna that I built using the knowledge of one Arnie Corro of Radio Havana fame. It is an outstanding antenna if you can’t mount an antenna or run a longwire. I live in an apartment so it’s my antenna of choice.
Anyway, I digress.
So, I get the rig fired up and start tuning. After a while I noticed that I wasn’t really getting anything coming in except for the strong stations. I found Jesus several times on the dial but not much else. Now, I know the antenna is good. I’ve had it on my DX-160 and my new C.C., and it just blows smoke. Something didn’t seem right from the so-called Holy Grail of radios. Very disappointing, indeed.
I also noted that the flip switches for the power, BFO, and bandwidth were noisy too. Well, looked like the radio was coming back apart.
So goes the ritual again…Spray, flip several times…Anyway, you get the picture. And for good measure I went ahead and hit the volume pot again as well as the pots for bass, treble, gain, etc.
Then I turn my attention to the signal problem. In the back of my mind, I was thinking alignment issues, so I took a look at the alignment procedures for a quick reference. There were a lot of steps but it didn’t sound too bad, just time-consuming. If an alignment were in order I would have to track down a signal generator to borrow anyway and I didn’t know anyone right off the bat who had one. I liquidated mine, and several other pieces of test equipment, when I quit Bio-Med work and started coppin’. I sure as hell can’t afford one on a cop’s pay.
I checked the incoming connections for the external antenna, the whip antenna and the spots on the board for anything amiss. All appeared to be good with no blemishes on the solder joints and no breaks in the wires. I checked the resistence of the circuits and they were well within specs. I then did a visual inspection of the plates and they appeared to be in good shape.
Hmm…
As disappointment started to set in, I decided to take a break, put on a pot of coffee, and relax for a bit.
I go to the living room and as I was sitting down with my cup o’ joe, my wife looks at me and says, “Who are you and why are you in my house?”
Sometimes, a stout sense of humor from another person goes a long way in relieving your tension.
After watching “Superstars of Dance” for a bit, I decided that I could take no more girly-men and decided to go back to the radio. I sat down and re-looked everything. I saw and found nothing that would lead me to believe that there was a problem in any of the antenna lines, so I decided to go for one last shot and grabbed the CRC and just hosed the dog snot out of the plates. I did this in hopes of not having to really go into a complex series of repairs. After letting them dry for about five minutes, I hosed them again for good measure. I figured that at that point a shot in the dark couldn’t hurt.
And wouldn’t you know it, that did the trick. After all was said and done, the radio performs as well as I had anticipated, and more. It is on par with my old pal, the DX-160 as far as sensitivity goes. I checked all the switches for noise and was pleased to find none. I did notice that the bandspread appeared to be off, so I calibrated it. The main dial appears to be off a bit after the calibration, about .2MHz, but I can live with that seeing as I can verify frequency with a digital radio.
Now the fun part begins. I have to either find coil springs for the battery compartment that are close to the OEM ones or do a MacGuyver and make some fit. At any rate it is worth the effort. I want to see what this puppy can do without the noise of electrical current running through it. Sometimes you just can’t beat a portable running on batteries.
Plus, I like the thrill of the chase.