What is your most memorable moment in CB Radio?

[**GRUMPY**]

I just thought this might be a nice topic to post since we have so many guys around here that have been in to radio for so many years

Mine would have to be from the early 70's when I went to a coffee break/ fundraiser. A good friend of mine and fellow cb'er Gear Jammer lost his brother in an accident. His parents Motorcycle Momma and Motorcycle Poppa were great people and needed some help with burial expenses. So the local CB Community got together to raise money for them. I was just a kid and was amazed as to the hundreds of people who turned out from four different states. We raised a lot of money that day, and all for a great cause After that day I really felt part of the radio community. We all had our name badges with our handles on them, it was really cool!

My second most memorable moment was going to White Buck and White Doe's house in the 70's. White Buck (Dale) was a good friend (fellow trucker)of my step dads and lived across town from us. He had a very nice radio collection and has some of the best sounding radios around. He is the one that got me turned on to Browning radios. He had a R27/23 and a Mark II and Mark III. All in showroom condition, and he used a glove when keying the microphone to keep it new. I spent many of days and nights over there and enjoyed every moment

I could go on and on, but these are the two that stand out most to me. I hope you all will share your most memorable moments as well, I would love to hear them!

[2IR473]

Great topic Scott!

I don't have enough of a memory to remember yesterday, let alone stuff from many years ago, regarding radio...but...

I still remember making my first contact with you during one of the CDX contests, and that is a memorable moment.
Also remember the first time I was able to chat with Joe (Bobcat) and Ron (Sonwatcher) during extremely quiet and enhanced groundwave condition.

Those contacts represent some memorable contacts with some good radio friends.

[Sandbagger]

Jun 29, 2008 7:41:38 GMT -5 **GRUMPY** said:

I just thought this might be a nice topic to post since we have so many guys around here that have been in to radio for so many years

Mine would have to be from the early 70's when I went to a coffee break/ fundraiser. A good friend of mine and fellow cb'er Gear Jammer lost his brother in an accident. His parents Motorcycle Momma and Motorcycle Poppa were great people and needed some help with burial expenses. So the local CB Community got together to raise money for them. I was just a kid and was amazed as to the hundreds of people who turned out from four different states. We raised a lot of money that day, and all for a great cause After that day I really felt part of the radio community. We all had our name badges with our handles on them, it was really cool!

My second most memorable moment was going to White Buck and White Doe's house in the 70's. White Buck (Dale) was a good friend (fellow trucker)of my step dads and lived across town from us. He had a very nice radio collection and has some of the best sounding radios around. He is the one that got me turned on to Browning radios. He had a R27/23 and a Mark II and Mark III. All in showroom condition, and he used a glove when keying the microphone to keep it new. I spent many of days and nights over there and enjoyed every moment

I could go on and on, but these are the two that stand out most to me. I hope you all will share your most memorable moments as well, I would love to hear them!

Wow, what an interesting question. I've spent the last 5 years flexing my grey matter trying to recall all sorts of CB-related details for my CB tribute website. During that time I've recalled a ton of good times that were had by myself and my friends as we polluted the airwaves with our adolescent chatter, at the same time trying to get a handle on how this stuff all worked and how to make the best of it. Through it all, I really have a tough time putting my finger on any single event that stands out head and shoulders above the rest as something truly memorable.

If I were to take a stab at coming up with some possible candidates, I'd say the first time I made contact with a CB operator who was not running a walkie-talkie, and learning about a whole hobby beyond the little handlheld 1/2 mile toys that we had. That could very well be the spark that started my continued interest in radio.

There was also the first time I talked skip with a homemade dipole strung across the corners of my bedroom, driving it with my first amplifier.

There was the first time I attended a Coffee Break and running around looking for all the people we knew or heard on the air.

Then there was the time I put a CB radio on my bicycle, simply because no one else had done it before (at least not in my local area).

Then there were the various CB transmitter hunts (some sanctioned events, some were impromptu). I remember the thrill of homing in on signals. A blast of fun.

Then there was the 1976 Explorer Road Rally. While not everything went according to plan, we still had a ton of fun.

There were a ton of memories of different times. While I was never involved in any sort of "public service" aspect, and most of my thrills were self gratifying, it was still a load of fun. And it made my youth more interesting.

[Tinker53]

The most memorable CB experience for me was in the 70's and getting to talk with a girl on CB and later meeting up with her. And I actually got to use the customized, shag-carpeted van I had instead of just using it for show. The uhhh....MEMORABLE part came later on....... ;D

[Night Ranger]

Jun 29, 2008 7:41:38 GMT -5 **GRUMPY** said:

I just thought this might be a nice topic to post since we have so many guys around here that have been in to radio for so many years

Mine would have to be from the early 70's when I went to a coffee break/ fundraiser. A good friend of mine and fellow cb'er Gear Jammer lost his brother in an accident. His parents Motorcycle Momma and Motorcycle Poppa were great people and needed some help with burial expenses. So the local CB Community got together to raise money for them. I was just a kid and was amazed as to the hundreds of people who turned out from four different states. We raised a lot of money that day, and all for a great cause After that day I really felt part of the radio community. We all had our name badges with our handles on them, it was really cool!

My second most memorable moment was going to White Buck and White Doe's house in the 70's. White Buck (Dale) was a good friend (fellow trucker)of my step dads and lived across town from us. He had a very nice radio collection and has some of the best sounding radios around. He is the one that got me turned on to Browning radios. He had a R27/23 and a Mark II and Mark III. All in showroom condition, and he used a glove when keying the microphone to keep it new. I spent many of days and nights over there and enjoyed every moment

I could go on and on, but these are the two that stand out most to me. I hope you all will share your most memorable moments as well, I would love to hear them!

I don't know if I have a "most" memorable moment, but there are several moments that stick out.

1) After getting my first "real" walkie talkie for Christmas of 1975 my first contact was to another kid who was about a mile away on his walkie talkie. I was amazed that my radio signal actually managed to travel that far.

My first "real" walkie talkie was a Realistic TRC-27 from 1975. See the link below for a picture.

www.shadowstorm.com/cb/rigs/Realistic-TRC-27-new.jpg

2) For about two or three months I had been listening to all the teens talk on channel 13 back in early 1976. I could only listen because my walkie talkie only had channel 14,11, and 5, but the selectivity was such that I could hear people on channel 13 when the walkie talkie was on ch 14.

One voice in particular was the sultry voice of a young girl who called herself "Brown Sugar". One day my next door neighbor's father brought his work truck home, and in it was a 23 channel Royce 1-612 mobile. I rushed outside at the chance to finally get to talk on a full power CB. Brown Sugar's sweet young teenage voice sounded even more tempting over the Royce CB. I finally got to talk to her for about 3 or 4 minutes before some other guy broke in. I was twelve going on thirteen at the time. Brown Sugar was in high school, and she was reported to be a very nice looking young blond. Unfortunately I never did get to meet her in person. The reports of Brown Sugar being nice looking were probably true, because her cousin became Miss South Carolina a few years later.

3) The main teenage cruising strip in my home town was called Cherry Road. My little 100 milliwatt three channel walkie talkie could barely reach it from my parents house in 1976. Fortunately one of my relatives lived close to Cherry Road. Sometimes we would have the family cookout over at my cousin's house. I would take my walkie talkie with me, and walk out to Cherry Road. I could finally talk to all the teenager's on their CB radios as they cruised up and down the "Cherry Drag Strip". I had alot of fun doing that in the summer of 1976.

I have to say 1976 was my favorite CB year. I carried that Realistic TRC-27 walkie talkie with me every where. I even tried to listen to it as I rode my spider bike around the neighborhood. When I needed more range I would climb up in to a tall tree to see what I could hear, and who I could talk to.

4) Vintage CB'ers have all heard the "young girl" come on the air, talk very suggestively, entice some sucker in to coming out to meet her, and then she never shows up. One evening back in the 1980s a young girl came on the air. She started her sexually suggestive talk and tried to see if I would fall for it. Instead I chastised her for talking to me that way, and I told her she should be ashamed of herself. Now I was pulling her leg.

My response was not what she expected. She came back somewhat embarrassed, told me I sounded like a nice guy, and gave me her real name and phone number. I never called. Every other young guy I have ever heard in that situation took the bait, and wound up "surprised" when she did not show up.

5) There was a young guy named Stevie. Stevie liked a CB'er who called herself "Butterfly". I had some success impersonating Butterfly's brother's voice over the air. Stevie was over at Krazy Ken's house when he heard me imitating Butterfly's brother over the CB. Stevie took the bait and asked me where I was. I told him Butterfly and I were parked down at the pond down the road. Stevie took off and ran all the way down to the pond to see Butterfly. Krazy Ken came back on the air laughing and told me what happened. When Stevie finally made his way back to Krazy Ken's house he was all out of breath from running. He was dumb founded as to why he could not find Butterfly parked down at the pond. He he