Two for the price of one


Buddy Robins

There is an island in the Caribbean that has two names. One side is called Saint Maarten, and it belongs to the Netherlands. The other side is called French Saint Martin, and there should be no doubt about its ownership. Some twenty or so years ago, I spent a delightful ten days vacationing on the island, and in the process had a marvelous time operating from a rental vehicle.

I would drive from one country to the other, merely by crossing over at the dividing line, plainly marked with signs, but with no customs personnel to impede my progress, and while in contact with a specific station, change my call sign as I crossed over. For example "W3ZO, this is Fox George Zero Alpha Yesterday Ontario, mobile on French Saint Martin.....hold everything, Boyd, here we go.....the call is now Papa Johnny Eight Ham Radio, mobile on Dutch Saint Marten.."

Some twenty years before, I had done something somewhat similar by working Reg Tibbets, W6ITH, who held two calls at that time, FS7RT for the French side, and PH2MC for the Dutch. In that case the contacts had been on the same day, but from two fixed locations, with one worked in the morning and one in the afternoon. 

The other fascinating contact was made while in the automobile, but parked, not in motion, from a fishing pier on the French side, near a town called Grand Case. I was in the company of two delightful gentlemen whom I had met while driving through the capitol of Dutch St. Martin, a town called Philipsburg. Joe, W1LUH, and Jack, K1EEG, were in the back seat, the rig and the author were in the front. 

I called "CQ" signing FGØAYO mobile, and Carl, WØQT came back and announced that he was also mobile...aeronautical mobile some 38,000 feet over Honolulu. Carl figured, with the help of the computer on board the Boeing 747 he was flying, that we were roughly 4,4000 miles apart, which may not have established a record for distance, but certainly was a "first" between a 747 and a Ford on a French St. Martin fishing pier. 

The other memorable contact was made with Edgar, G3BID. I made contact with him, mobile to mobile (both of us in automobiles) first from the Dutch and then from the French side of the island. It took several days to accomplish, and when it actually happened, it was much more difficult for Edgar than for me, for while I was basking in a temperature of 80 degrees, he was battling a 50 mile-per-hour gale and snow on the Dorset coast!

The vacation was made especially enjoyable because I was down with a ham buddy, Peter Dean, WA2WHF (SK), and also by the presence on the island of "Doc" Evans, W2BBK (PJ8AA) who first introduced me to St. Martin many years ago. The three of us, together with my old buddy Vince, PH7VL, managed to put up three dipoles for 40, 80 and 160 Meters, plus a TA-33 JR. beam in two consecutive days and one consecutive bottle of Scotch. I almost succeeded in getting blown off the roof of the house Peter and I were occupying because the day we put up the beam, there was a 40 mph off-shore "breeze" blowing. Luckily there were no casualties, the beam stayed up, and so did I and it performed beautifully for the ten days I was there.

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