January 28th 2017
Meathead All Day
Hider: Steve KD6LAJ
Where: East of San Bernadino about 14 miles and just north
of the 38. The 2 Ts were about 2.5 miles apart and on either
side of Mill Creek.
We had a great Meathead hunt planned and ready. Months
of scouting locations and Meathead appropriate tricks
preparation. Don KF6GQ and I KD6LAJ even got our wives
involved to make this a truly memorable hunt. It was
all Don could do to keep me from accidentally spilling some
information, due to my over excitement. (My wife had
to be sworn to secrecy also, and that was hard for her, to
say the least--well actually to say nothing!)
I had managed to get my stealth 7 element Yagi working, got
a new transmitter IDer working with a much smaller and hard
to see transmitter, and generally was ready to make the
hunters' lives much less satisfying. Don had readied
some more transmitters, including the special equipment
needed for the Meathead part of the equation. (He
would not reveal to me, before the hunt, how many more
transmitters he had ready. My guess was perhaps more
Friday morning all the preparations finally took their toll
out on Don and me. I ended up falling while I was
caring a sensitive minimalized transmitter, destroying its
ability to work properly, and hurting my flesh for good
measure. Don decided it would be a good weekend to
stay in the hospital instead of helping to put on the best
Meathead Transmitter Hunt in history. My wife, KG6LOR,
quickly suggested that we just skip this months hunt!
Can you believe that? What was she thinking?
That T-hunting was some kind of silly game we play, just for
After correcting my wife's unbelievable and inconsiderate
thinking, I came up with a good plan for a slightly modified
hunt. I had to give up some of the extreme aspects,
since Don had some of the extreme specialized equipment,
and, for some unknown reason, he did not have the foresight
to bring it all to the hospital with him, where I could have
just picked it up.
So, ready for the modified and scaled back hunt, We set off
very early Saturday morning, being very careful not to wake
KG6LOR as she slept en route to the primary location.
Arriving early, we noticed some damage to the area, caused,
no doubt, by some unknown giant creatures, or, perhaps, by
some bad snowy and rainy weather of late. After some
consideration of the new conditions present there, I took
the unusual step of asking KG6LOR for her opinion about the
viability of the location. In the dark, before sunrise, she
was of the opinion that perhaps I could "just set it up
already, so we can go." However, as usual, I was discounting
her suggestions, as I did not want to set up so early, and I
was not certain I could make it back again on the "road" we
had traveled. While thus deep in thought about my options, a
skip loader came down the mountain to our location, gave us
an evil look, and continued past us. LOR and I
continued our discussion of the options available for some
time, then decided to head down the mountain somewhat, for
perhaps a better location. We turned around and
proceeded down, but the evil skip loader had blocked the
road, with another skip loader as backup. As that was
our only possible escape, we considered out options.
My wife, optimistic as always, was sure they would move out
of the way for her. Without even a second thought, the
second skip loader moved out of the way, followed by the
previously evil dozer, which kindly followed and found a
spot to move to, allowing me to pass with my Jeep.
With that potential crises averted, we now made a run for
lower ground. We were wise enough to leave the
mountainous area, and by the time we had reached good flat
pavement, we were running out of time and good will.
I decided on a location that I knew I could get a signal
back to the start point, without having to use any of the
amplifiers and big batteries. Many roads into the area
had gates, but the power line road was open and available to
us. We bounced down the road much more quickly than
LOR would have liked, hitting many more protruding rocks
than she would have liked. Finding a beautiful spot,
(because it had a wide spot we could park in), I walked the
stealth antenna back into the brush. While setting up
the antenna, my wife called from the car to tell me we had
company, here in the middle of no where. I headed back to
the Jeep, to find an interloper bent down behind a bush with
a big blue tarp, only a few yards from my vehicle.
After I had startled him, he seemed surprised, and perhaps
angry, to see me there. He asked what I was doing
there, and I deflected by asking if he was going to be
camping there. He replied that he was just drying some
spices (sage) for what would no doubt be his new cooking
show, or something similar. After this exchange of
pleasantries, I went to the Jeep and hatched a plan to get
the transmitter to the recently deployed antenna, without
drawing attention to the fact.
After I put T2 on the air, I called Deryl N6AIN to make
certain he could hear it. After he said it was
huntable, I decided to just leave it on, even though it was
early, so that I could leave the vicinity of our new
neighbor. We left him to his "sage" drying, and
proceeded back to pavement. I decided to cross the
river for the required water crossing, and found myself
surrounded by "No Trespassing" signs. I worked my way
down far enough to avoid any appearance of the dreaded
signs, then proceeded to climb the small hill, only to find
another sign preventing further progress. As is common
in such situations, I just put the transmitter there, short
of the legal boundary.
WA6RJN, Doug, was able to put his vehicle on a flat bed
truck for some of the distance, saving a great deal of
mileage, and winning very easily. He found both transmitters
by 3 PM and only drove 74.4 miles to do so.
AB6PA, Glenn, and WB6JPI, Bob, drove carefully, and
thoughtfully, but without flatbed assistance, finding both
Ts by 5:45 PM and using 114 miles of roads and trails.
N6EKS, Ray, and N6AIN, Deryl, drove quickly, as is their
style, and were first on the scene. Then, in true
t-hunt fashion, they made certain that they would not win by
putting on extra miles between the transmitters, finding
both by 3PM and using 122 miles. (They may have also
gone to lunch, and then returned to the area. We look
forward to their story, as always.)
Don and I will keep trying to win another Meathead so that
the other hunters can have the full enjoyment of a "tricky"
true Meathead, in the traditional fashion. Thanks for
coming out on this hunt.
Ray and Deryl's Story