Journal Journal: The woes of an untrained arty officer 1
So today is day 2 after Active Edge, and let me tell you all what fun it was!
2 Saturdays ago my troops and myself arrive at the airport to be flown to wonderful Wainwright Alberta for this combined arms exercise. We arrive at 2200 at the airport (why not fly us out sooner? no one knows) and a 2 hr bus ride to the training site. We then promptly get lost trying to find our biovac site due to the bus driver not having a map or radio. So 0330 we finially get to bed and get up at 0600 for the exercise.
Day 1: I'm not trained so I'm used for sentry, my troops do not get any food since service battalion was having troubles transporting it out to the troops. It rains.
day 2: Sentry again, watched how HQ works (trying to be a good sponge and soak it all up) Troops finially get food for dinner. No food for almost 2 days, joy. It rains.
day 3: Sentry again, but this time with 4 others under my command. Life actually starts to be fun. Got to see direct fire of our artillery on a target, very very cool. It's still raining.
Day 4: I'm removed of my command and sent to HQ to be a liason officer, job is finished within 15 minutes. Stopped raining bugs are now out.
Day 5: Riding along with HQ as the attacks are going on, not learning much. Bored and bugs are now getting to me.
Day 6: Watched 2 attacks done by our combined arms, was cool, actually got to see our Lav III's and Lepoard tanks in action
Day 7: we do live fire support of the RGR (Royal Gurkah Rifles) which is one of the largest honours our regiment has ever had. We then leave the field and get ready to head home. This is where my real beef starts: my troops were kept waiting 4 hrs before being allowed to goto the waiting area for the bus, during this time they could have had a shower and had a hot meal. But someone at the vehicle turn in point didn't want to let them go. I was pretty pissed. We travelled 4 hrs on public transportation stinking to high heaven and starving. Oh there was also a mix up with the weapons that we brought over, first we had a charter flight which made transporting the weapons easy, we just through them into the cargo hold. But we couldn't do that on a civi flight. Eventually I found out that there was a solution already decided upon but no one told me. Joy.
I love the army.
2 Saturdays ago my troops and myself arrive at the airport to be flown to wonderful Wainwright Alberta for this combined arms exercise. We arrive at 2200 at the airport (why not fly us out sooner? no one knows) and a 2 hr bus ride to the training site. We then promptly get lost trying to find our biovac site due to the bus driver not having a map or radio. So 0330 we finially get to bed and get up at 0600 for the exercise.
Day 1: I'm not trained so I'm used for sentry, my troops do not get any food since service battalion was having troubles transporting it out to the troops. It rains.
day 2: Sentry again, watched how HQ works (trying to be a good sponge and soak it all up) Troops finially get food for dinner. No food for almost 2 days, joy. It rains.
day 3: Sentry again, but this time with 4 others under my command. Life actually starts to be fun. Got to see direct fire of our artillery on a target, very very cool. It's still raining.
Day 4: I'm removed of my command and sent to HQ to be a liason officer, job is finished within 15 minutes. Stopped raining bugs are now out.
Day 5: Riding along with HQ as the attacks are going on, not learning much. Bored and bugs are now getting to me.
Day 6: Watched 2 attacks done by our combined arms, was cool, actually got to see our Lav III's and Lepoard tanks in action
Day 7: we do live fire support of the RGR (Royal Gurkah Rifles) which is one of the largest honours our regiment has ever had. We then leave the field and get ready to head home. This is where my real beef starts: my troops were kept waiting 4 hrs before being allowed to goto the waiting area for the bus, during this time they could have had a shower and had a hot meal. But someone at the vehicle turn in point didn't want to let them go. I was pretty pissed. We travelled 4 hrs on public transportation stinking to high heaven and starving. Oh there was also a mix up with the weapons that we brought over, first we had a charter flight which made transporting the weapons easy, we just through them into the cargo hold. But we couldn't do that on a civi flight. Eventually I found out that there was a solution already decided upon but no one told me. Joy.
I love the army.