|The road to the Stokes Forest campsites|
New Jersey is a study in contrasts and I lived there long enough to see a fair amount of them.
One set of contrasts exists between the two POTA's - one beautiful; the other, industrial - and I activated them both. What they each have in common is a drive-up-able overlook, perfect for RF radiation to all parts of the world.
The rig in both cases was the trusty, ever-reliable FT-891 powered by a 12AH battery. The antenna was MFJ's 17-foot whip screwed into a magnet mount on top of the car. Simple, effective and quick to set up.
The first POTA was from beautiful and peaceful Stokes State Forest K-4999. Specifically, from Sunrise Mountain.
Peak fall color, as I recall from eons ago, is mid-October. I missed that but enjoyed the view outside the windshield regardless. It's not uncommon to see turkey and black bear in this park but I saw neither today.
I hiked around a bit, going down Memory Lane, recalling the specific locations of past outdoor QRP ops way before POTA and NPOTA.
The rigs of choice back then were the new-at-the-time Norcal 40A and the DSW series from Small Wonder labs. Alkaline AA's supplied the juice and the antennas were simple affairs due to the rigs being monobanders.
Today's effort resulted in only 25 contacts since the main reason for being there was for nostalgia.
The second activation took place during CQWW (CW) and was from Garret Mountain K-6462 in lovely Paterson NJ...
I called 'CQ POTA' on 20m CW way up (I thought!) from contest activity and was called by numerous DX stations who probably thought I was participating in the contest.
A lot of familiar QRP and POTA-op callsigns were logged from here including one I never thought I'd work on CW: PE4BAS.
Multiple stations replied every time I called CQ and I distinctly heard "PE" among one set of replies. Of course that turned out to be Bas on a mode he mentions that he's not too active on. Great signal, Bas, and good to get you on a new mode!
We were tapping along at 22 wpm - not bad at all for a non-CW op.
77 contacts went into the log from Garret Mountain, then I skedaddled on outta there.