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Been there - done that!

Friday morning kit layouts were a royal PITA'!

Our Corps School (Vimy Barracks, Kingston) was so hot and humid during the summer that polished brass would tarnish overnight. You slept on the cool tile floor as it was next to impossible to sleep on a bed.

Marginally nicer than the summer 'camping experience' in the Gore Training area - hot, humid and poison oak....and living the dream :)
 
Been there - done that!

Friday morning kit layouts were a royal PITA'!

Our Corps School (Vimy Barracks, Kingston) was so hot and humid during the summer that polished brass would tarnish overnight. You slept on the cool tile floor as it was next to impossible to sleep on a bed.

Still like tgat spent summer of 07 at the Fort fir my staff ofgicer course. Bought two fans running on full speed all night long.
 
Ready for inspection sargeant....and my weekend pass.

Once you got that rack properly squared away with cardboard,etc. you only slept in it on the weekends to save time and distress with morning inspections. I remember the NCOs using yellow tape to mark where the blanket folds were supposed to be. Minor adjustments were possibel by moving the tape.;)
 
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Kite balloon behind Canadian lines at Vimy Ridge, France, Dec 1917.
 
Once you got that rack properly squared away with cardboard,etc. you only slept in it on the weekends to save time and distress with morning inspections. I remember the NCOs using yellow tape to mark where the blanket folds were supposed to be. Minor adjustments were possibel by moving the tape.;)

Stuff like that, precluded me ever serving in the Military, though I did manage a few months in the reserves. :redface:

Grizz
 
Ya, I heard the same thing so joined the Airforce instead when I found out they issued you a Holiday Inn guide and a credit card. ha:

I enjoyed infantry tactics, but it was a little disconcerting when buddy grabbed the Bren to advance and ended up with nothing but the barrel.:redface:

Grizz
 
Old photo of my dad's rifle team I found folded up with his service papers. Not sure where the pic was taken, he enlisted at CFB Shilo, and served with RCEME 1952-1964, mostly in Calgary.

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(He's prone, far right).
 
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Old photo of my dad's rifle team I found folded up with his service papers. Not sure where the pic was taken, he enlisted at CFB Shilo, and served with RCEME 1952-1964, mostly in Calgary.

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Great pic, thanks for sharing. Judging by the ribbons worn I would say a couple of the guys had been in action on different types of "ranges".
 
Old photo of my dad's rifle team I found folded up with his service papers. Not sure where the pic was taken, he enlisted at CFB Shilo, and served with RCEME 1952-1964, mostly in Calgary.

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All are wearing Bush uniforms, Bush caps , and 2 officers with forage caps and from what I can make out , puttees with ankle weights , when I joined in 1971 , I was issued Bush trousers , Jacket and cap,I’m not sure why I was kitted out with this uniform, as we never wore it , we all wore Combats for field and battle dress for parade , some very experienced soldiers with the No.4 rifles in this photo
 
All are wearing Bush uniforms, Bush caps , and 2 officers with forage caps and from what I can make out , puttees with ankle weights , when I joined in 1971 , I was issued Bush trousers , Jacket and cap,I’m not sure why I was kitted out with this uniform, as we never wore it , we all wore Combats for field and battle dress for parade , some very experienced soldiers with the No.4 rifles in this photo

The military nomenclature for the 'Bush Cap' was CSFOD - Cap, summer, field, olive drab.

Yeah, the good ol' days of weights, boots and puttees! In PPCLI Depot we wore our Bush Jackets starched and pressed. You had to force your fingers through the sleeves to put it on. However, in the heat of Wainwright, you were wet under arms and the waist by 10:00 am, but you sure looked sharp for the first few hours.
 
I don't think that chicken $hit hurt me too much at all. I made sure that I never inflicted it on anybody else though.;)

Those that pushed the 'chicken sh!t' were 'career planners' (aka as brown nosers'). Real soldiers were far too busy and it was beneath them.
 
The military nomenclature for the 'Bush Cap' was CSFOD - Cap, summer, field, olive drab.

Yeah, the good ol' days of weights, boots and puttees! In PPCLI Depot we wore our Bush Jackets starched and pressed. You had to force your fingers through the sleeves to put it on. However, in the heat of Wainwright, you were wet under arms and the waist by 10:00 am, but you sure looked sharp for the first few hours.

Could have been worse, I suppose:

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Having the RSM go straight up your nose because "your plume was bent" would be a rare pleasure.
 
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