Convoy 2013 as recorded by Sergeant Hanson

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0500: Awaken to Leftenant Randall happily announcing that it is time to wake up….. I lie in sleeping bag and contemplate killing him.

0530: I climb out of sleeping bad and find coffee. CWACs (Canadian Womens Army Corps) are wonderful, they give us coffee.

0530 to 0630: We decide which team will ride in which Jeep, and then change our minds many many times.  On the plus side the nice CWAC women gave us breakfast bags to take on our mission.

0645: Three jeeps leave encampment for rally point.  Captain Hunter,  CWAC nurse Gutarra, and Trooper Tata ride with me.

setting out

setting out

0700: At rally point.. chat with Yanks, receive ammunition, stand around….hurry up and wait.

0730(ish): We embark on our mission.  The Yank in front of us falls farther and farther behind the convoy.  We mutter a lot.Image

0745: Captain Hunter regales us with tales of his deployment in Africa.

0800: Captain Hunter offers me a cigar. Excitement ensues until we realize we cannot light the damn things in an open vehicle with the windshield down. Sadness then ensues.  We curse the slow Yank some more.

0820: Ambushed!! Happily the Jerries decide to play with the Yanks up front.  Trooper Tata settles in to guard our front right wheel.  None of us die and we get a chance to light our cigars.

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0840: More country roads. Enjoy the scenary.

0900: Arrive near town of Nouveau Oxford.  Yanks and Commonwealth form up and armored vehicles move in to support. ImageImageImage

0905: Jeeps await signals of road clear to move forward.

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0912: Begin moving forward as Captain Hunter signals bridge cleared.  Follow slowly and move forward on signals over bridge and down an alley.

0920: Begin moving up main road.  Trooper Tata has captured two Jerries. Corproal Connolly seems to be dead. A Yank friend is hit and a Yank officer and I run into the road and pull him out for medical attention. Lt. Manweiler attends to the wounded American.Image

1000: We are at the center of Nouveau Oxford.  Jerries ceased playing with us and surrender.  I find one Jerry playing dead and absolve him of his death. We chat a bit before he is herded with other prisoners. He was 81 years old and veteran of the last war.  The Jerries are truly pulling every man they can to the front. The townspeople are celebrating their liberation.

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We had a great time on the convoy from Eisenhower farm in Gettysburg to New Oxford PA. Thanks to Bob Buker and his crew for organising another wonderful event!!

Convoy!!

Enjoy this video 🙂  Convoy video

Oh… wait… wrong type of convoy!!

Sept 15 brought around the annual convoy from Eisenhower Farm in Gettysburg to New Oxford, PA.  Bob Buker has organised this for several years now and we usually pull in 40 or more WW2 vehicles.

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We divide up into companies before hand and commanders receive a detailed WW2 style folder with maps and overlays and more.  Then we gather up the road from the farm around 7:30 am and prepare to head out.  Bob always plans a route that takes us through back country roads with great scenery.  You often feel that the current year slips away and you are dropping back in time.Image

We had several fellows come down from Canada including the piper in the photo above.  Terry Hunter is the piper and he is an officer in the Canadian Army.  The unit we reenact portrays 1st Canadian Parachute Battalion.  The Canadian embassy heard about us and sent a representative out to the battle at New Oxford that marks the midpoint of the convoy.  Below is a shot of myself in 1 Can Para uniform.Image

And here is a shot of the center of new oxford through the smoke.Image

On the way back to Eisenhower Farm we encountered an ambush.Image

This went on for a bit and gave the fellows a chance to fire off some rounds.  I am often left wondering what the locals think about this.  I can imagine some guy out on his porch with a cup of coffee and then all hell bursts loose in front of him.  Not even sure what I would think if I did not do this as a hobby.

Sadly my Jeep, Mort, began running rough toward the end of the convoy, but as always he got us back to the camp.  With alot of work I straightened out a few small issues but in the end had to tow him home.  Now he awaits my ministrations.Image

Thanks to my little Jeep for not stranding us!! He is a loyal mechanical companion.