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Hello everyone.
In today's article we learn tshark in detail and with usage examplesI wish everyone good work:
https://denizhalil.com/2024/02/16/tshark-network-analysis-tool/#tshark #cybersecurity #networksecurity #packetsniffer #packetcapture #wireshark #trafficmonitoring
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Ok, went down a slight rabbit hole... You can use #nftables to log #packets to the nflog facility. #tcpdump or #tshark can read from the nflog queue and report info on the packets. Nftables can sample the packets randomly using numgen random mod 1000 < 50 I can sample 5% of packets (or whatever) if the output is easily readable by #Julialang I can turn the network visibility issue into a data analysis issue. What's the best way to read the output? tshark json?
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Practical #tshark filters for network traffic analysis:
https://gist.github.com/verovaleros/ccaefe5c686a1b0b7f2cade529b0eed5#PacketCapture #PacketAnalysis #networking #networktrafficanalysis #tsharkfilters #trafficanalysis
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#Termshark is a TUI for #tshark based on #Wireshark.
Termshark is a #terminal user interface for the command line packet capturer tshark, imitating Wireshark's GUI. Like Wireshark, Termshark can capture packets, filter captures, colourise packets by type, follow TCP and UDP streams, and has many of the powerful capturing features from tshark available.
Website 🔗️: https://termshark.io/
apt 📦️: termshark
#free #opensource #foss #fossmendations #networking #sysadmin
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Creatine Packets Market in Germany | Report – IndexBox
Germany Creatine Packets Market 2026 Analysis and Forecast to 2035 Ex…
#Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Beginner-FriendlyFormat #consumergoodsmarketreport #creatinepackets #DailyPerformanceSupport #FlavorMasking&Delivery #forecast #marketanalysis #Moisture-BarrierPacketMaterials #PortionedPowderPackaging #Pre/Post-WorkoutSupplementation #Subscription&DTCE-commercePlatforms #Travel&ConvenienceDosing
https://www.europesays.com/germany/13276/ -
Creatine Packets Market in France | Report – IndexBox
This report is an independent strategic category study of the market for creatin…
#France #FR #Europe #EU #Beginner-FriendlyFormat #consumergoodsmarketreport #creatinepackets #DailyPerformanceSupport #FlavorMasking&Delivery #forecast #marketanalysis #Moisture-BarrierPacketMaterials #PortionedPowderPackaging #Pre/Post-WorkoutSupplementation #Subscription&DTCE-commercePlatforms #Travel&ConvenienceDosing
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While packing up the radio shack for the big move...
I just found my old KISS TNC-X with 9 pin serial that I built about 20 years ago.
Packet peeps - what software can I throw on my Mac or Win or Linux machines to play with this thing before it gets wrapped in bubble wrap for the trip back to blighty? We have packet activity near me so it would be nice to have a play and reminisce about my old Pk232mbx days.
Going to play with https://www.tnc-x.com/AGWPE.htm for now...
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Over the weekend @meph added some mind blowing new features to lorapipe.
- APRS over LoRa
- Ethernet over LoRahttps://social.treehouse.systems/@meph/115365077448221139
#hamraadio #radio #lora #meshcore #meshtastic #lorapipe #aprs #ax25 #kiss #tnc #packetradio #networking #cybersecurity #offgrid
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It's back to the future for packet radio. I just reflashed my Kantronics KAM-XL (vintage 2005 or so) with new firmware.
After a few mistakes - Kantronics wasn't expecting a .hex file with Unix line terminators, and there were an awkward few minutes when it would say "upload now" then "upload failed" right after - my TNC now boots up with a version from August 2024.
Who knew they were still doing development?
#hamRadio #packet #tnc #kantronics #packetRadio #AmateurRadio
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In my newest slightly chaotic video, I briefly show how to use FlexPacket with TFKISS and Bluetooth.
#packetradio #hamradio #amateurradio #linux #opensource #ax25
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I've added Bluetooth support to the decades old tfkiss software. 🥳
https://github.com/andreaspeters/tfkiss
#hamradio #amateurradio #opensource #linux #ax25 #packetradio
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Today a Video about my PacketRadio Software called "FlexPacket".
Sorry @scott, still no PR sound. 😅 It's a 9k6 connection. But in the next PR Video, I will show my APRS Software and then you will also get the great sound of 1k2 PacketRadio. 😃
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Well… today was quite a wet and rainy day. Not a lot of activity here other than blowing the dust off an AX.25 stack I've been working on for a little while. This is written in pure Python and implements both AX.25 and APRS standards, including connected mode. It's shipped as a library to include in your Python (asyncio) applications.
https://codeberg.org/sjlongland/aioax25/
https://github.com/sjlongland/aioax25/I'll probably do a release soon, as I've spent the day refining the API a bit and cleaning up the unit tests. I've finally now got 100% code coverage on this and it's being tested on Python 3.9-3.14.
One thing I'm considering is some sort of stream socket protocol (TCP, AF_UNIX and maybe websocket) that can be used to expose the functions of the stack to a separate program. Something like the AGWPE protocol in concept — but different as I don't want any legal trouble. I also think the AGWPE protocol is a bit limiting.
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https://youtu.be/Zu87ZLwZXdA?si=8ZxzrLWhlodItrLT #Audio #packet mediated #transmission of text data #messaging between two #linux #mint #thinkpad #x230 computers using #direwolf #ax25 #ax_25
and the loudspeaker of one to send to the microphone of the other at 300 #baud to explain the #audio building blocks of a #packetradio system. #netrom -
OK, so last post I talked about #hamradio and #ax25. I said more on NET/ROM. Well, I thought NET/ROM would let me connect to a distant station that my station couldn't hear through some routing protocol.
It looks like it doesn't work that way?
Does anyone actually use this? It appears I have to connect to a node, and try to find a path manually to where I want to connect, if that's even possible at all. No concept of default routes, etc...
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So I've made significant progress on my #hamradio #ax25 packet station. Last post I mentioned that I was using my Yaesu FT991a. My goal was to have a dedicated VHF radio and antenna, and finally I have that.
I'm running a Compactenna 2m/440+ antenna on my RV roof, an ICOM IC-V8000 radio, a Digirig, and Direwolf. I'm using the Linux AX.25 kernel networking code!
My latest endeavor is learning about Net/ROM. More on that later...
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Ich habe schon länger das #Reticulum Netzwerk [1] auf dem Zettel, weil das auch Datenaustausch über #PacketRadio (#AX25, #KISS) verspricht [2].
Sieht leider so aus, als wenn die Software im #Amateurfunk nicht legal einsetzbar ist:
"It is not possible to send unencrypted packets to any destinations in the network" ([1])Die Entwickler scheinen auch ziemlich klar darin zu sein, dass sie jegliche Workarounds wie das Abschaltbar-machen der Verschlüsselung oder das Veröffentlichen der privaten Schlüssel nicht unterstützen werden. [3]
Schade.
[1] https://reticulum.network/
[2] https://reticulum.network/manual/interfaces.html#kiss-interface
[3] https://github.com/markqvist/Reticulum/discussions/399 -
Ich würde mir ja eine App wie bei #Meshtastic / #Meshcore für #APRS wünschen.
Also eine Möglichkeit, einfach und komfortabel über Bluetooth am Smartphone Nachrichten zu schreiben und zu lesen, die dann durch den #Amateurfunk-Transceiver ausgesandt und zwischengespeichert werden.
Ich denke, eigentlich müsste man dafür nur einen ESP32 so programmieren, dass er das Meshtastic/Meshcore-Bluetooth-Protokoll spricht, das ganze Knotenmanagement macht und dann über normales #AX25-#KISS-#PacketRadio mit einem Transceiver spricht. Zumindest Meshtastic hat bereits einen #HamRadio-Mode, in dem die Verschlüsselung deaktiviert wird, somit sollte auch regulatorisch dem nichts entgegen stehen.
Denn, ohne jemandem auf die Füße treten zu wollen, am Spruch "Life is too short for QRP" ist schon was dran. Nachrichtenaustausch mit Signalen knapp über der Grasnarbe kann unglaublich frustrierend sein.
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I've released FlexPacket v0.8.0 with a lot of fixes and new features.🎉 The list is to long for mastodon. 😅 So, here are just some points:
- ADD: Editor to write multiline messages.
- ADD: [mail] Offline mail support for LinBPQ.
- ADD: [convers] Separate window for convers.
- ADD: Progressbar to show the state of message/file download.
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At altitudes above 30 km, the hardware used here for weather probes appears to have problems.
By the way, APRSMap now displays data from RS41 weather probes. Of course, only visible when data is available.
If there is any other hardware that you would like me to include in APRSMap, please let me know. 🙂
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Two more nice features.
1) Progress bar for message and file downloads.
2) When FlexPacket displays the BBS software, it should also support offline mail reading. -
FlexPacket will get a separate Convers window so that you can “surf” in PR without missing any messages in Convers.
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Access my PacketRadio Node and BBS on CB with my C64. 🥳
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@W1CDN is really putting packet radio on the map.
That's all I'm gonna say at this time.
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One more example how nice #PacketRadio looks with ANSI Support. 😅
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FlexPacket now also supports ANSI codes for background colors.
Btw, my OpenBCM fork with ANSI Support is already very stable. 🙂
https://github.com/andreaspeters/openBCM/tree/color
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BRECK Dead Delivery: Chapter Seven
Daily writing prompt What are the biggest benefits of minimalist living? View all responsesBRECK: Dead Delivery
Chapter Seven — The Weight of Less
Prompt: What are the biggest benefits of minimalist living? Tags: dailyprompt | Breck | Crestfall | Dead Delivery | Lumenvale
He inventoried his possessions the way he did every few weeks — not from anxiety, but from discipline, the same discipline that had kept him breathing through four years of war and a decade of roads that didn’t care whether he made it to the next town or didn’t.
He did it on the floor of the inn room, the satchel open between his knees, each item removed and placed on the rough plank boards with the deliberate care of a man who understood that what you carried was a decision, not an accident.
The sealed reply document, his legitimate reason for being in Crestfall one day longer than planned. The oilskin packet against his chest — he’d moved that to the floor beside his knee, keeping it in his peripheral vision the way he kept everything important. A compass, worn smooth on the brass casing where his thumb had rested against it for ten years. A folding straight-edge. The stub of mapping chalk, slightly shorter now after Pell’s work on the riverside boulder. A money pouch, lighter than he preferred. A short-bladed knife, more tool than weapon, its edge maintained to a standard that would have satisfied his old commanding officer and would have baffled everyone else in the inn.
Flint. A length of waxed cord. A small tin of salve for the blister on his right heel that had been threatening to become a real problem since the hill road north of Millfield.
That was everything.
He looked at it arranged on the floor around him — the totality of what he owned and carried, spread across perhaps four square feet of plank boarding in a room that smelled of tallow and old timber. Another man might have found that inventory depressing. Breck had long since arrived at a different conclusion.
Everything on that floor was there because it had earned its place. Every item had been evaluated, found useful, kept — or found wanting and left behind in some previous inn room or roadside camp or post station along one of the hundred routes he’d run in the years since the war ended. The compass had replaced two inferior compasses. The knife had replaced a longer blade he’d carried for three years before acknowledging, with some difficulty, that its weight wasn’t justified by its use. The salve was new, added three weeks ago after the blister incident, because ignoring a blister until it became an infection was the kind of decision that got couriers killed in wet weather on long roads.
Nothing decorative. Nothing sentimental.
Except the bracelet, which wasn’t either of those things — or was both, in a way that didn’t fit any category he’d found for it.
He picked it up from the satchel strap where it rested and turned it in his fingers. Pale cord, woven tight by small hands from whatever had been available — grain stalks, roof grass, the kind of material a child in an occupied valley used because it was there and because the making of it was the point, not the material. It weighed almost nothing. It occupied almost no space.
It was the heaviest thing he owned.
He set it back on the strap. Began repacking.
The benefit of carrying little, he had learned, was not what most people assumed. They thought it was about freedom — the lightness of movement, the ease of departure, the romantic simplicity of a man with nothing to lose. There was some truth in that, but it was the surface truth, the part that looked clean from a distance.
The deeper benefit was clarity.
When everything you owned fit in a single satchel, you knew exactly what you had. You knew exactly what you could lose. You knew exactly what decisions were available to you at any given moment, because your resources were fully visible and fully accounted for — no hidden reserves, no forgotten assets, no comfortable surplus that let you avoid doing the difficult arithmetic.
It was the same quality he’d valued in Aldric Moss, without ever having met the man. A miller who kept careful records in a hand so neat it looked like architecture — who had known exactly what he had, exactly what was owed, exactly where the difference lived between the official number and the true one. That was not the habit of a man who avoided difficult arithmetic. That was the habit of a man who understood that clarity, however uncomfortable, was better than comfortable confusion.
Voss lived in comfortable confusion. Or rather — he created it deliberately, in everyone around him, because confusion was profitable and clarity was dangerous. The gap between what merchants paid at the gate and what the official ledger recorded existed in the space of that confusion, fed by it, protected by it. Men like Voss understood instinctively that a town which couldn’t see its own numbers couldn’t resist what was being done with them.
Breck cinched the satchel closed. Stood.
The room was as he’d found it — bed, chair, table, the cold hearth that he hadn’t bothered to light because a man who was leaving in the morning had no use for a fire laid the night before. He’d slept in his cloak, which was efficient, and eaten the bread and cold meat the innkeeper had left on his table without asking, which had been kind of her.
He owed her for that. He’d added it to the accounting.
Dawn came gray and thin through the single window, barely distinguishable from the night it was replacing, the sky the color of old pewter above Crestfall’s wet rooftops. The town was already moving — the sounds of it filtering up through the floorboards, the low voices of the innkeeper and her morning staff, the distant iron ring of a cart on cobblestone, the particular quality of silence from the direction of the magistrate’s office that meant nothing was happening there yet.
The third bell had rung twice since midnight. Regular as a heartbeat. Efficient as a threat.
He went to the window and looked out at the square below. Eleven stalls setting up in the gray morning light, the same eleven, the vendors working with their heads down and their hands quick, operating with the spare economy of people who had stripped their days down to the essential and left everything else — complaint, conversation, the small indulgences of ordinary life — somewhere behind the threshold of survival. They hadn’t chosen that economy. It had been imposed on them from outside, methodically, over three years of climbing tariffs and disappearing neighbors and bells that rang on schedule to remind everyone what was at stake.
The benefit of carrying little, he had said to himself once, is that you know exactly what you have.
The benefit of taking everything from people, he understood now, was the same thing seen from the other side of the ledger. Strip a town down far enough and it lost track of what it had been before the stripping — lost the muscle memory of prosperity, the instinct for resistance, the simple knowledge that things had once been different and could be different again.
Voss hadn’t just taken money. He’d taken inventory.
Breck picked up his satchel. Settled the strap across his chest. Touched the bracelet once, the old reflex, the checking without naming.
He needed three things this morning. His reply document from the magistrate’s office. A conversation with the innkeeper about what she was willing to risk. And another look at Pell’s map, which he’d memorized but wanted to walk in daylight before he committed to anything that couldn’t be undone.
He went downstairs.
The innkeeper was at the hearth, the fire built up properly now, the common room filling slowly with the smell of bread and the sound of the morning’s first customers settling into their chairs with the careful movements of people who had learned not to make themselves conspicuous. She looked up when he came down. Read his face the way she’d been reading faces across that bar for twenty years.
She poured him a cup without being asked and set it on the end of the bar where he preferred to stand.
“You’re still here,” she said.
“Thought I’d stay another day.” He picked up the cup. “If the room’s available.”
She held his gaze for a moment. Something moved through her expression — not surprise, not quite relief, but the particular stillness of a person absorbing news they had told themselves not to hope for.
“It’s available,” she said.
Breck drank his tea and watched the gray morning deepen toward day, and thought about what it cost to carry nothing you didn’t need — and what it meant to stay anyway.
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working outdoors in a light spring rain
my ungloved fingers in the cool wet dirt plucking a long-awaited seedling
'thank you' seed packets
#gardening #plants #seeds #spring #sundayvibes #sunday #threegoodthings
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Packing up for day 4. A short day today, to Blue River. Ratticus is enjoying the time outside the handlebar bag.
#bikepacking #Wisconsin