[CQ-Contest] 'Twas the nite before TEN (MX CONTESTERS!)

Mike Smith VE9AA ve9aa at nbnet.nb.ca
Mon Dec 10 09:40:58 EST 2018

de VE9AA


>From my ARRL 10 - (2014) 3830 report..MX ALL! - Mike


Twas the nite before TEN opened and all through the shack

Not a signal was stirring, for outside it was black

The dipoles were hung by the tower with care

In hopes that strong signals

soon would be there.


The harmonics were nestled all snug in their beds

while visions of pileups danced in their heads

With me in my PJ's and Mom in her thong

We wondered about DX and where we went wrong



When out on the snow there arose such a mess

I sprang from the bed and forgot to get dressed

Away to the window I flew like a streaker

Tore open the amp and became suddenly weaker


The coax was ripped and the new fallen amp

fell onto the floor and the 'Test was now damped

But what do my wondering eyes suddenly see

but a miniature stack of 10m yagis and deer !


With a little old man, so adept at the key

this could be our good luck if only it could be....

More QRQ than Hastifisti and with power to spare.

Now Dasher, now Dotter, now  all deer he yelled proud

We doing this right and we're going to be loud!


On Meteor, Aurora and Backscatter too

We'll work everyone til the tubes they turn blue.

To the top of the hill we ran with our tools

Now dash away, dot away, lids and QRM fools


As dry dummy loads that before the current that flows

I will rid you of keyclicks, splatter and gosh Heavens knows.

So up to the house-top the signals they flew

With antennas and amplifiers and St. Nicolas too.



And then in a moment I heard on the stairs

DX being worked, that was extremely rare

As I logged with N1MM (plus version of course)

St. Nick was working them, SSB and on Morse.


He was dressed all in fur and looking alive

And his clothes  were all sweaty from working a P5

A bundle of coax he threw on his back

And he looked like a Slim, who would never come back



His eyes how they looked, his cheeks were puffed out

>From a SSB pileup that was tuckering him out

His droll little mouth, behind the headset from Heil

Did not conceal that rare DX smile



The stump of his pipe he held tight in his face

As lots of DX was coming and this was a race !

He had a big smile and a big gut too

>From sitting too much and working DXCC on Two.



He was fast and fat and a right happy old elf

I looked in the mirror and imagined myself

A wink of his eye and a twist of the key

He said 5NN and worked a P3



He spoke not a word as he worked the Morse code

This rate behaviour never gets old

He filled all the stockings

Between contacts he said

Once this is done, Mike, you go back to bed !


Laying a finger up side of his nose

He started another pileup and the din, it arose

This is VE9-Santa and you are Five-by-Nine

I'll work you all quickly and leave no one behind



He sprang to his sled and with a nod of his head

He worked the last contact (Long path to ZD8Z!)


Away the stats flew to the ARRL

I'll be back next year people,

Perhaps from Z2


He yelled as he faded and went out of sight

MX, 73 and to all a GN !


Merry Christmas from new Brunswick

de Mike VE9AA and family


Mike, Coreen & Corey

Keswick Ridge, NB





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