My older brother is a physicist and likes to say: “The perversity of inanimate objects tends to a maximum.”
My late father, who was an artist, put it in much simpler terms: “If a piece of string can get tangled, it will.”
I’ve never been a patient person and it doesn’t help that when I get to a summit I feel an excitement in anticipation of getting on the air and making contacts. I’ve only been doing SOTA for less than a year, but in my 68 activations this excitement has not abated. I wonder if it ever will.
On my most recent activation I was trying out a new 31’ fiberglass mast. This unwieldy new pole combined with a lot of dead-fall from the Cerro Grande fire of 2000 caused my 20 AWG doublet to seemingly catch on every imaginable snag within the entire Mountain time zone. I could not believe the myriad ways my antenna and guy-lines managed to get fouled up and tangled.
So what is your story about such frustrations?
Here is the full write-up on Pajarito Mountain:
73 Eric, KG6MZS