Just when you thought Glenn had finally been cured of his acute repeater dependencies and chronic addiction to scoping ridiculous sites, the ZPI goes next level and completely dismantles everything at Boorowa – only to put it all back up again just for the hell of it.

It was looking a bit dicey at the end of day one when it was discovered that the skinny manpower (HEY) employed to help re-raise the primary mast was found to be considerably under-strength. So it was deemed a ring-in wearing thongs, shorts and with a dodgy ankle (RB – wearing hi-vis of course) should be dragged in kicking and screaming at short notice, where he was immediately chained and shackled and ordered to pull the mast vertical while Glenn lashed him.

Satisfied with the advanced license holder’s strength and resilience, Glenn set the indentured labourer free by pushing him (and his car) off the hillside, (but not before pilfering the car for tools.)

Later as evening fell, the ZPI cursed at not stealing Rob’s torch as he had no way to determine which coax was supposed to go where, resulting in the usual redneck suspects of central west radio being unable to decide which microphone to pick up and dribble into. The resulting chaos was deemed a success by Glenn as it was his intention all along to create traffic through the revamped BOR42 and the addition of a linked commercial repeater to HOV by typical WACRS confusion.