mtwarych
Well-Known Member
I have another example of poor timing.
I was in the Marine Corps Reserve, Det. Fourth Force Reconnaissance, Reno Nevada and the Falklands war kicked off and My company was mobilized and sent to Camp Pendleton,CA.
At Pendleton, we would train day in and day out to get us ready to go when needed.
Anyway, we usually did all of our work during the dark. One night, we went out on a snoop and poop mission. So, we're off like a prom dress and things went well for the first couple checkpoints and now we needed to move up a narrow ravine to get to the place we were going to sit for a while.
I was point and we are moving up the ravine, we try to keep 5 meters between us so the bad guy has a harder time blowing us up. Anyway, the ravine takes an awkward angle to the right, uphill.
I peeked around the corner and didn't see anything too worrisome so I decided to carry on.
Once I was around the corner, by myself, I realized there was something very large and black in front of me so I just froze and hoped I haven't been compromised. I learned something about Camp Pendleton that night.
Frozen there and crapping myself trying to figure out what the heck I was seeing the huge, black mass that was making hair raising breathing sounds and smelled pretty bad just stood there. I figured we should back out and use our second route that we have already noted. We live and we go in for our debriefing. We were very professional and turned over all the sightings and traffic we had seen. I couldn't help myself and asked the Major what the heck we ran into that night. He started laughing and called in one of his clan and told me to tell the other officer what we had run into. I showed him where on the map we were and told him what I'd seen and then the Major who was still laughing pretty much yelled at the other officer "See, I told you there are Buffalo here!"
That's one of the things, I feel, we should have been told about.
I was in the Marine Corps Reserve, Det. Fourth Force Reconnaissance, Reno Nevada and the Falklands war kicked off and My company was mobilized and sent to Camp Pendleton,CA.
At Pendleton, we would train day in and day out to get us ready to go when needed.
Anyway, we usually did all of our work during the dark. One night, we went out on a snoop and poop mission. So, we're off like a prom dress and things went well for the first couple checkpoints and now we needed to move up a narrow ravine to get to the place we were going to sit for a while.
I was point and we are moving up the ravine, we try to keep 5 meters between us so the bad guy has a harder time blowing us up. Anyway, the ravine takes an awkward angle to the right, uphill.
I peeked around the corner and didn't see anything too worrisome so I decided to carry on.
Once I was around the corner, by myself, I realized there was something very large and black in front of me so I just froze and hoped I haven't been compromised. I learned something about Camp Pendleton that night.
Frozen there and crapping myself trying to figure out what the heck I was seeing the huge, black mass that was making hair raising breathing sounds and smelled pretty bad just stood there. I figured we should back out and use our second route that we have already noted. We live and we go in for our debriefing. We were very professional and turned over all the sightings and traffic we had seen. I couldn't help myself and asked the Major what the heck we ran into that night. He started laughing and called in one of his clan and told me to tell the other officer what we had run into. I showed him where on the map we were and told him what I'd seen and then the Major who was still laughing pretty much yelled at the other officer "See, I told you there are Buffalo here!"
That's one of the things, I feel, we should have been told about.
lol he was about 1 ft in front of me and when I wound up he saw me and dodged.
Going to have to be more careful chopping thistles this summer. Yeek!!
