If you plan to interview Captain Ozone, good luck! He has no address or phone number. He camps out in the woods and only checks his e-mails once in a blue moon through the public library system.

Once at the campsite, my blindfold was removed. I expected to see a man in a super-hero costume. Instead, I met a plain-clothed man wearing a hat, sunglasses, and an obviously fake beard. The campsite was cluttered with vintage electronics, including a two-way shortwave radio. A small hydrogen fuel cell was powering the vintage equipment. The encampment was surrounded by giant old-growth trees, if that's any clue to our whereabouts...