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Day 8 – With eyes watching

March 27, 2012


Last night is the first time I have trouble sleeping. At 0300 Master Corporal Mistelbacher wakes everyone up and as it is with an early reveille, things move quickly. The morale is high; it’s the last big day of the ex, but we still have one huge task to push through. We gear up to […]

Day 7 – Under fire

March 19, 2012


Waking up in a Forward Operating Base is distinctly different than waking up in the field. There’s always a hum and a buzz, people moving – a world outside your tent. Today is rehearsal for the troops – the officers take time to clarify and detail attack and movement plans, the soldiers learn their roles […]

Day 6 – The curse of FOB Maiden II

March 14, 2012


FOB Maiden II is cursed. I’m not a terribly superstitious person, but something strange always happens either driving to or from FOB Maiden II. The day starts off with a smooth ride,but at that time we didn’t know we’d be making our way to the Maiden; under the belief we’d be pitching our tents at […]

Day 5 – Hearts and minds

March 13, 2012


“Reveille, reveille, reveille!” sings Master Corporal Alex Swaan from the fart sack beside me. Even though I’ve never used it for farting, that’s what the troops call a sleeping bag out in the field. It’s 0400, time to get up and go for the final push to Gameti. We’re given exactly five minutes to eat […]

Day 3 – Baby Monkey

March 11, 2012


There’s so much snow everywhere. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever find snowfall beautiful. But during the night, the sky placed a thin layer of snow over our tents and kit. We leave our rucksacks outside, with our parkas overtop – keeping our coats inside the warm tent creates moisture on the jacket which freezes […]

Day 2 – Two platoon, two section

March 10, 2012


Sometimes four hours of sleep feels like winning the lottery. I wake up and eat my first rations meal of this trip. Individual Meal Packs (IMPs) are the staple in the field, and while I’ve had them before – this time my beans and sausage breakfast is hot and far tastier. The tent has two […]

Day 1 – Not the only enemy

March 8, 2012


I’m in the Northwest Territories, wearing Canadian Forces gear and slinging my camera like the soldiers have their rifles. Take pictures, find stories, survive – that’s my mantra. I’m not a soldier, I’m a journalist. I’m calling this day one, even though I spent most of yesterday with the troops in Winnipeg, arriving midnight at […]