Once upon a time I put a ground plane in a tree for a friend not for stealth but because trees are natural antenna masts. Some years later for another friend I topped a dead pine, lopped off the branches leaving stubs for foot pegs and put a huge TV antenna and rotor up there. Playing monkey with a chainsaw is just one of the Fearless Fosdick* adventures in my feckless youth I wouldn't even THINK of today.
Yeah, those radio reprobates are amazing, in my travels around the web I've seen photos of those monster mobiles parked in front of hillbilly shacks shown off by toothless Bubbas. It only goes to show their misplaced priorities, they win shootouts while the kids go hungry.