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Father Christmas arrives by air for the Mashonaland Flying Club's annual children's party at Mt. Hampden. </div>
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On the right Don Gillespie waits to sustain the visitor with a glass of refreshment.<br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com95tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-58200090986411636542014-03-18T14:35:00.000+02:002014-03-19T09:50:34.128+02:00The Tragic Tale of Monty Bowden By Jonty Winch<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3px; margin-right: 3px; text-align: center; text-indent: -2.7pt;">
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Montague Parker Bowden was a
member of the first English cricket side to visit South Africa. The team
arrived at the Cape in December 1888 and received a welcome of unprecedented
magnitude. Prominent figures sought political mileage from events associated
with the tour. A public dinner was staged at which His Excellency the Governor
of the Cape Colony and High Commissioner for South Africa, Sir Hercules
Robinson, was present. The chair was occupied by Sir Thomas Upington, who had
served as Prime Minister of the Cape for two years before resigning and was said
to be a peerless parliamentarian whom few dared to challenge. Other guests
included Sir JH de Villiers (the Chief Justice), Sir David Tennant (Speaker of
the House of Assembly), Sir Thomas Scanlen (Prime Minister 1881-84) and the Hon
JH Hofmeyr (Parliamentary leader of the Afrikaner Bond). </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Monty Bowden with the legendary W.G. Grace on the occasion they played
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At the dinner, the bemused
tourists listened to speakers taking turns to drum the importance of the
northward expansion of the British Empire. Upington stated, ‘I sincerely hope
before Sir Hercules Robinson’s period of office in this Colony has terminated,
that what is at the present moment known as the “sphere of influence” will be
known as the British Protectorate up to the Zambezi. And I shall be inclined to
go further ... I see no reason why we should not cross the Zambezi …’ His
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Twenty-three-year-old Monty
Bowden was not oblivious to the relationship between sport and expanding British
imperialism. He had attended Dulwich College, a public school that made a
significant contribution to the Empire through support for the military and the
Indian civil service. Yet Bowden had no desire to follow a similar career path.
He had not enjoyed the hardness, even brutality, of much of school life. He
had steered clear of the rigors of the football field and the Rifle Volunteer
Corps, the latter attracting a large following which included his elder brother
Frank. Young Monty occupied himself in other areas, demonstrating ability in
drama for which Dulwich had, by that time, gained a reputation. His love for
cricket might have been regarded as an extension of his interest in acting as he
was a stylish batsman and a lively showman behind the stumps. The game awakened
his aesthetic sensibility and became an essential and influential part of his
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Bowden was England’s
outstanding schoolboy batsman of 1883. At the end of the season, <i>Cricket: A
Weekly Record of the Game</i> included an article on the high scorers for the
year. It recorded the achievements of three players – England stars, Dr EM
Grace of Gloucestershire and WW Read of Surrey, and the promising Bowden. The
youngster had not only scored 845 runs at an average of 52.81 for Dulwich
College but had played for Surrey. He was to experience several successful
seasons for the county before suffering a lapse in form. A taste of the good
life possibly affected him whilst the initial aura and excitement of playing for
Surrey might have worn off. To his father’s consternation, he frittered away
the money he earned as a stockbroker’s clerk and was perpetually in debt.</div>
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A tour to Australia in
1887-88 revived Bowden’s cricket fortunes. Fitter, stronger and more focused,
he blossomed in the 1888 season. His batting exuded a quiet and easy
confidence, ironically in a wet season when conditions were not conducive to
stroke-making. He finished third in the Surrey averages for all matches,
scoring 797 runs at 31.22, and was placed eleventh in the English first-class
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A few weeks later, he left
England for South Africa in the knowledge that he had made a notable
contribution to the success achieved by Surrey, England’s undisputed champion
county. His talent as a wicket-keeper had also been recognised in his selection
for the Gentlemen against both the Players and the Australians, whilst his
explosive batting commanded interest at cricket grounds around the country.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>The cover of ‘England’s Youngest Captain’ which features Monty Bowden in the
course of the 1888/89 tour to South Africa – the first trip by an English
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In South Africa his
wicket-keeping ‘fairly electrified the locals’. He also captained the tourists
in the Second Test at Newlands when tour leader, Aubrey Smith, was unable to get
to Cape Town in time for the match. Bowden, at 23 years 144 days old, remains
England’s youngest-ever Test captain. He led his side to an emphatic victory by
an innings and 202 runs – still a record margin in Tests between the two
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At the conclusion of the tour,
Bowden decided to join his captain in a stock-broking business. They had spent
an exciting week on the Rand and were stimulated by romantic notions of amassing
great wealth. Bowden brushed aside his commitment to Surrey cricket in the
belief that everyone would understand. He was convinced that it would take only
a year or two to amass his fortune. </div>
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The partnership of Smith and
Bowden did not last a year. Like so many other businesses, it was forced to
close as a result of the dramatic crash which took place. The boom of the
previous two years had been killed by dishonest methods, rumours that gold was
giving out and the panic-selling of shares. ‘There were serious flotations and
all kinds of abuses,’ said one report, ‘and the investing public became sick of
Rand mining.’</div>
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Smith publicly attributed the
closure of their business to bad luck but people in the know might have
disagreed with his interpretation. The Comtesse de Bremont, an American friend
of Oscar Wilde’s mother, questioned whether the two cricketers were committed to
their work. Through her novel, <i>The Gentleman Digger: A Study of Johannesburg
Life</i>, she ridiculed their efforts: ‘When the team first came to the Rand we
set him [Smith] and another cricketer up in brokering. They prospered for a few
months but were not smart enough to go ahead on their own legs.’</div>
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Amidst the gloom, cricket was
again Bowden’s saving grace. He continued to demonstrate good form in the
1889-90 season, averaging 53.92 from 701 runs. Admittedly his runs were made in
the less exalted sphere of Transvaal club cricket but the fast wickets and dry
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He was well prepared for the
first Currie Cup challenge when Kimberley hosted the Transvaal in April 1890.
The game became a personal triumph as he scored 63 (out of 117) and an unbeaten
126 (out of 224 for 4) to inspire an historic victory. ‘Galopin’, writing in <i>
The Star</i>, was ecstatic: ‘It is to Bowden more than anyone else in the team
that Johannesburg owes the victory; and I think most people will now admit the
truth of the assertion – which I have held for a long time – that Mr. Monty
Bowden is far and away the best bat in South Africa ... It is to be hoped that a
reception befitting the occasion awaits this talented young cricketer, as well
as the other members of the team.’</div>
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Bowden did not go back to
Johannesburg. He admitted to being ‘dead broke’ but his problems were deeper.
He knew his firm’s bankruptcy would affect his chance of being readmitted to
the fold should he return to England. He also realised that much depended on
whether the London Stock Exchange committee accepted Aubrey Smith. If Bowden
had known, he would have been horrified to discover that Smith told the
committee their business failed because of an ‘untrustworthy’ partner who had
‘absconded’. It was an absurd claim as Bowden had bid goodbye to Smith in
Kimberley and had, in fact, collected the Currie Cup when his captain made a
hurried departure. As it turned out the committee were not fooled by Smith’s
argument and his request for admission was refused. Justice prevailed but damage
had been done.</div>
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The process by which Smith’s
fate was decided took several months and in the interim Bowden had to find
employment. His options were limited: the idea of a severely reduced status as
a professional cricketer was not considered and, in the aftermath of his
business failure, he dared not approach his father, a successful shipbroker but
mid-Victorian stereotype of stern, unapproachable character. In any event, his
father would probably have supported the one clear option open to his son and
that was for young Monty to join the Chartered Company’s expedition to
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<b>Rhodes’s Pioneer Column
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The proposed march into the
northern hinterland gained prominent newspaper coverage. Reference was made to
reports by the German explorer, Carl Mauch, who had visited old gold workings
and the Zimbabwe Ruins nearly twenty years earlier. Great interest developed in
the fabulous treasures and lost cities that were thought to exist in the area.
Rider Haggard had become a giant in the world of Victorian literature and his
<i>King Solomon’s Mines</i> was a spectacular best-seller. It was an age when
men could believe such exotic tales simply because there was not yet the
knowledge to challenge them. Adventurers of the time hoped to stumble across
chambers of subterranean wealth such as Haggard had imagined. </div>
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Cecil John Rhodes’s planned
expedition to Mashonaland in 1890 attracted 2000 applications for a force of
nearly 200 men. They were recruited from various trades and professions and,
once they had opened up the new territory, they would be free to set up their
own businesses and form the structure of a complete community. As a celebrated
cricketer, Bowden’s selection for the expedition was guaranteed. It would give
him another chance to earn the fortune that had eluded him in the Transvaal
goldfields, although sacrifices would have to be made. For a start, his career
as a cricketer was put on hold indefinitely. </div>
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Bowden’s concerns were
numerous, with his greatest fear being the anticipated military-style
discipline. It would bring an abrupt end to the comforts he had always
cherished as an English gentleman. He would miss his role as a cricket
celebrity, a status amply re-enforced during his stay in Kimberley. Ironically,
when news circulated that he was joining the expedition, lustre was added to the
fame he had acquired. For a few weeks, he could not resist playing up to the
role, disguising the torment of someone who was in reality the antithesis of the
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There was tremendous excitement
in Kimberley during the weeks leading up to the departure of the expedition.
Frederick Courtney Selous, the appointed guide to the Pioneer Corps, was in the
town until 13 April and citizens jostled with one another to catch a glimpse of
one of the most romantic figures of the period. The governor, Sir Henry Loch,
made an official visit prior to the departure of the expeditionary force. A
banquet was held in his honour at the Town Hall on 17 April. Bowden was
mentioned high on the published list of dignitaries, his name appearing
alongside Cecil John Rhodes, members of the Cape parliament, Sir Thomas Upington,
Sir John Willoughby (second-in-command of the Pioneer Police), Admiral Wells,
the Reverend John Moffat and Sir Sidney Shippard (Administrator of Bechuanaland)
– men deeply involved in the expedition to Mashonaland. Bowden listened
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On Saturday 3 May – with three
days to go – Charles Finlason was able to announce in the <i>Daily Independent</i>
that Bowden had finally made up his mind to join the Pioneer Corps. ‘The force
will have a very powerful cricket team,’ he observed. ‘It would be sad if the
Currie Cup found its way to Vryburg or Elibe or some town on the Zambezi.’ Finlason
was obviously unaware that Bowden had already ‘sold’ the Currie Cup. During
their time in Kimberley, Bowden and some of the Transvalers stayed at the
Central Hotel. With the players enjoying the good life, their debts mounted and
eventually the management became concerned about payment. Bowden, as the
group’s spokesman, was asked for some form of surety. He obliged by handing
over the one item of value that he possessed – the Currie Cup – to the
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Bowden continued to play
cricket in the course of the march northwards. Between Zeerust and Mafeking his
section of the Pioneer Corps met members from Cape Town. Adrian Darter
recalled: ‘The Johannesburg contingent challenged us to cricket and gave us a
tremendous drubbing, due chiefly to the savage relish they took in my bowling,
and the unmerciful manner in which they punished it. Wimble and Bowden were the
chief offenders – to me – both played a splendid innings. We contested this
match in the neighbourhood of Otta’s Hoek, and in the vicinity are the Malmani
goldfields …’ </div>
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Further matches were played in
Mafeking, a bustling staging post which served as a temporary base for the
Pioneers. Later a match was arranged near Fort Victoria (now Masvingo) on the
afternoon of 16 August. It was the first cricket match to be played in the
country that was to become Rhodesia and, ultimately, Zimbabwe. Bowden captained
‘A’ Troop and the Scottish rugby international, Edward Pocock, led the combined
‘B’ and ‘C’ Troops. Skipper Hoste later wrote, ‘I forget who won. It was
probably ‘A’ Troop as they had several outstanding cricketers, notably Monty
Bowden.’</div>
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Cricket aside, the expedition
was not a pleasant experience for Bowden. He had loathed the intensive training
in preparation for the march. The expedition leader, Frank Johnson was a hard
taskmaster but as there was a strong likelihood of their being attacked by the
Matabele in the course of the 400-mile journey, he wanted to ensure that they
were a well-disciplined body. One Pioneer wrote that the men ‘were being
unnecessarily worried about and overworked, what with parades, drills, fatigues,
etc.’</div>
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Charles Finlason referred to
Bowden in the <i>Daily Independent</i>: ‘I heard of his progress from time to
time. The life was abhorrent to him and he fretted until he fell a victim to an
attack of fever. He became so depressed as to be almost broken-hearted; his one
aim was to get out of the force and back to civilisation.’</div>
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Bowden’s plight upset his
friends and they rallied to his assistance. ‘Great efforts were made,’
continued Finlason, ‘to obtain his release [but] from the first attack of fever
he seems never to have recovered.’ </div>
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<i>The
Star</i> reported his death on 24 October 1890. Finlason thought it was likely
that ‘many months of sickness and debility had seen the young trooper return to
Motloutsie where he died a lingering death.’ The emotional report infuriated Dr
Rutherfoord Harris – Rhodes’s ‘close confident, henchman and hatchet man’ – but
Finlason was not unduly worried. He presented a patronising explanation in the
<i>Daily Independent</i>: ‘I am assured that Mr. Johnson is singularly
kind-hearted, and would be the last to refuse to grant Bowden his release had he
asked for it. The probability is that Bowden, being in a depressed state
incidental to perpetual fever relapses, was very anxious to get home, but was
prevented from moving, not by the commands of the Chartered Company or Mr.
Johnson, but because he had not sufficient money to make the journey.’</div>
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The comment did not reflect
well on the Company and its concern for the welfare of its men. But those who
knew Bowden would have been aware of the reasons that led to the impecunious
cricketer joining the corps. They would have realised that he was trapped and
would have stayed that way until someone came up with a means of extricating him
from a wider and increasingly complex personal predicament.</div>
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Another factor to be
considered was that Johnson made it very difficult for his men to obtain a
release and, as a deterrent, had issued a regimental order to that effect. He
had also instituted a censorship of letters. When efforts were made to gain
Bowden’s release, Johnson and Harris might well have used some means at their
disposal to block it. They would not have wanted somebody as well-known as
Bowden leaving the expedition, being interviewed and possibly criticising the
manner in which it operated. </div>
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Throughout a tense debate
which took place in the press, rumours circulated that Bowden was still alive.
Then, on 11 December, the <i>Daily Independent</i> printed an official
announcement. A triumphant Harris had supplied a telegram for publication:
‘Fort Salisbury – Mr. Bowden alive and well; he was in here yesterday from
Hartley Hills; is very indignant false report’.</div>
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<i>The Star</i> carried out an
investigation and later revealed that a man had died of fever. He was a
post-rider in the Chartered Company’s Police and his name was Briggs. It
transpired that when details of the man’s death were relayed to Pretoria, the
recipient of the information was careless in its subsequent distribution. He
had misplaced and could not record the name of the dead man except for the fact
that it was the same as that of an English cricketer … it began with a B…
someone else along the line recalled that Bowden had signed up with the Pioneers
… it must be him …</div>
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Bowden’s
venture to Hartley Hills was a failure because when it came to
prospecting, he and most of his associates were rank amateurs. After a few
months of struggling in fearful weather, with indifferent food and the
ever-present fever, many of the men began to lose heart. Bowden joined Edward
‘Ted’ Slater as a partner in a trading business in Fort Salisbury. Prospects
seemed good as the Pioneer Column had been unable to transport much in the way
of building equipment, materials and tools. Nor had they been able to bring up
furniture, cooking utensils, bedding, lamps and the various requirements to
start a new life. Unfortunately for Bowden and his partner, a horrific rainy
season lasting five months prevented trading taking place. The rivers flooded
and the roads were impassable. By Christmas 1890, the fledgling capital was
effectively cut off from the outside world and the settlers suffered great
inconvenience and hardship.</div>
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Towards the end of March 1891, the
Chartered Company promoted the excellent prospects in Manicaland. Reports were
optimistic that gold existed there in great quantities. A geologist, Dr Hector
Smith, had stated in a published pamphlet in January 1891, ‘I have not the
slightest doubt that Manicaland of today, and the Ophir of Sheba and Solomon’s
time are one and the same.’ </div>
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For Bowden a move to Umtali on
the eastern border made sense from a business angle. The cost of importing
goods into Mashonaland by road from South Africa was prohibitive and his best
option was to operate the Beira route. Goods could be brought up for him from
South Africa by sea and unloaded at Beira. From there they would be taken by a
small launch to M’pandas on the Pungwe River. It was then up to Bowden to
devise a way to haul them 180 miles to Umtali. </div>
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When he arrived in Umtali, the
town was no more than a collection of scattered huts on a steep little kopje
near the present turn-off to St Augustine’s Mission on the road to Penhalonga.
Bowden’s trading business was conducted on foot and necessitated leading his
porters through heat and swamp on the treacherous lion-infested journey to the
trading post at M’pandas. African bearers cost little more than a yard or two
of limbo, but they were scarce, especially when their own fields needed
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Whilst
Bowden struggled to establish himself, cricket officials in South Africa
lamented his departure. Harry Cadwallader, the <i>Cape Times</i> reporter and
secretary of the South African Cricket Association, was in the process of
organising an overseas tour and believed Bowden’s presence in the South African
team would be the draw card needed to attract financial backing and to encourage
counties to provide fixtures.</div>
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A trip to Mashonaland to chat
to Bowden was not out of the question. The territory was a major talking point
and it suited the <i>Cape Times</i> to have a man on the spot. It was agreed
that Cadwallader should update views on gold prospects; the growing impatience
with the Chartered Company; the findings of an investigation by the
controversial Randolph Churchill; the aftermath of the British-Portuguese
conflict … and lure Bowden back to South Africa.</div>
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Cadwallader’s venture was held
up at M’pandas because of lack of transport and he spent nearly two months in a
tent erected haphazardly on the bank of a muddy stream. Local inhabitants were
rarely pleasant and competed viciously for business at cut-throat prices. The
Pungwe, with its monstrous crocodiles, ran along one side and a stagnant creek
bordered another. Dense fog from the water often enveloped the area. It was
not a place that anyone wished to stay for long. Like the other Portuguese
villages, it was dirty and unkempt and rats were a virtually uncontrollable
feature.</div>
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The one bright moment for
Cadwallader occurred when Bowden arrived on 12 July. He swept dramatically into
M’pandas, heading a convoy of seventy naked carriers. Cadwallader was told that
Bowden had ‘come to fetch provisions for the Europeans and forces in Manica …
they have very little left.’ The carriers had been collected with much
difficulty from Manica kraals. It was therefore to Bowden’s immense frustration
that he lost a number on arrival because they were in demand at M’pandas and
could obtain a higher rate of pay from other parties.</div>
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Cadwallader was thrilled to
meet Bowden and discover that he intended travelling to Durban before the next
rainy season. The prospect of Bowden being available for South African cricket
was very reassuring. But, tragically, the next few months would yield numerous
problems. Bowden’s second venture to M’pandas was marred by the dreaded fever
and he was fortunate to be rescued by Cecil John Rhodes near the Mozambican
village of Mandigo. Rhodes was on his first trip to the country that would bear
his name and he was understandably anxious to assist Bowden. </div>
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‘Before Mr Bowden parted with
us,’ wrote DC de Waal, a member of the Cape Parliament, ‘Mr Rhodes gave him a
bottle of whisky. At this action of the Premier I felt rather displeased, for
we had very little of that liquor left, and I told him so afterwards.’</div>
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The next day, Rhodes and
Bowden met again and De Waal received another surprise. On this occasion,
Rhodes gave Bowden the horse that de Waal was using. ‘Not to appear
disagreeable,’ said de Waal, ‘I did not utter a word, though it was with a
feeling of deep regret that I witnessed my dear brown pony leave us, and the
animal showed its disinclination to do so by repeatedly neighing as it was being
led away. Mr. Rhodes now asked me whether I minded his giving my horse away.</div>
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‘ “That,” I answered, “you
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‘ “But you would have had no
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In December 1891, Charles Finlason
arrived in the country. He was shocked by Bowden’s condition and wrote, ‘The
hardships that he had incurred had told severely on him and he was much weakened
by the fever. He was in the best of spirits although he complained that he
could not get entirely rid of the fever.’ Finlason also discovered that
Bowden had delayed his departure for Durban. ‘He learnt whisky was fetching
three and four pounds per bottle. The chance appeared too good to be lost and
he determined to make one more journey and take his chance of getting back
before the rains set in.’</div>
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Finlason detested Umtali, not
least because he was paranoid about fleas. ‘When I got to Umtali,’ he told
readers of <i>The Star</i>, ‘the camp was being shifted to the new site – some
seven miles nearer Salisbury’. He explained:</div>
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<span style="font-style: italic; line-height: 125%;">The move was imperative,
because the Company had omitted to secure the first site of the township to
themselves, and enterprising prospectors came along and pegged out the whole
camp, fort and all. So a new site had to be found. It was as well because the
whole place would have been uninhabitable in another three months, owing to the
fleas. They used to drive me out into the night sobbing. It was dreadful</span></div>
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According to Finlason, the new township was a vast improvement, situated in a
healthy spot and out of the range of Portuguese gunfire should a war erupt. He
admired the green and wooded hills surrounding the town on all sides, while
streams of the clearest water flowed past it in the east and south. At that
time of the year, noted Finlason, ‘the grass is as green as it can be seen in
summer in “dear ould Ireland” and we have dells and lovely nooks here which
would take a lot to beat’. Umtali, of course would move once more before the
end of the century.</div>
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By the end of 1891 developments
indicated that Bowden intended settling in Umtali. A new site for the town had
been selected and surveyed, and he displayed a commitment to its future by
requesting a stand in Second Street. He also showed an interest in prospecting
in the Penhalonga valley but did not avail himself, as a Pioneer, of the right
to a farm. He could not afford the costs involved in surveying the land.
Instead, he obtained grants of land, ‘squatting’ on a piece of ground near the
town. He built a mud hut and christened his modest construction, ‘The Hilton’,
because it was there that he hoped to establish a hotel. The plan was to take
advantage of the town becoming an important staging-post between Mashonaland and
Mozambique. </div>
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Conditions for Bowden’s return
from Fort Salisbury in February 1892 were hazardous because there was a strong
driving rain at night and drizzle during the day. He was at one point thrown
from the post-cart in which he was travelling, a subsequent ‘Roll of Pioneers’
recording that he died as a result of being ‘crushed by a wagon near Umtali’.</div>
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The day after Bowden’s arrival at
Umtali – Saturday, 13 February – he was on the cricket field. The towns-people
would not entertain any thought of his missing the game. It was, after all, the
first match to be played in Manicaland and it was quite something to have the
famous Surrey cricketer playing. The contest between the Chartered Company and
the Rest of Manicaland was staged in the main street. There was no matting –
simply bare earth. A few weeks earlier on Boxing Day 1891, an athletic sports
meeting had been held at the same venue. The proud comment was made in the <i>
Cape Argus</i> that ‘Umtali streets are not Threadneedle streets; we are not
hard up for space in Manicaland’. </div>
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Captain Lyndhurst Winslow, the
former Sussex player, led the Rest of Manicaland side which included several
members of the Pioneer Corps, namely Bowden, Arthur Puzey, Alexander ‘Sandy’
Tulloch, George Logan and William Clinton. The Chartered Company batted first
but their innings was a disaster. After being 25 for 4, they collapsed to be
all out with no addition to the score. Robert Talbot-Bowe, batting at number
five, was left 0 not out, and there were four ‘ducks’. The side batted two
short because players had slipped away for a few minutes, not expecting the
innings to disintegrate the way it did. Captain Winslow and the Reverend Sewell
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Captain Winslow, who opened
the innings for the Rest of Manicaland, was the only player to stay at the
wicket for any length of time. He scored 33 out of a total of 63. Bowden was
clearly not well – ‘it was observed that he was in bad form’ – and batted at
number six. He was bowled for one, swinging wildly at a delivery from
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In their second innings, the
Chartered Company fared better, reaching 51. Bowden sent down a few
deliveries. It was an ordeal for him but he plucked up his last vestige of
energy to take four wickets (all clean bowled). Winslow claimed three and
Sewell two. This left the Rest of Manicaland fourteen runs to win the match.
Logan and Puzey knocked off the runs without being parted to give their side an
easy victory by ten wickets.</div>
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The effort involved in playing
the match probably affected Bowden’s condition although it was thought that he
would feel better after some rest. Sadly, this was not the case. On the
Monday, his condition deteriorated alarmingly. He had an epileptic seizure and
was conveyed to the hospital. The news spread quickly in the small town and
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‘His temperature rose to 107,’
wrote Nurse Rose Blennerhassett, ‘and he passed away very peacefully on the
fourth day after his admittance. On account of the heat it was necessary to keep
the doors and windows of the room, where he lay, wide open, and a man with a
loaded revolver sat there all night to protect the corpse from wild beasts.’
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day he was buried, the whole community attending his funeral. With great
difficulty, owing to the scarcity of wood, a coffin had been made out of whisky
cases. It was covered with dark blue limbo. A card, bearing his name and age,
was nailed to the lid. Beneath it we placed a large cross of flowers. The
remains were carried across the compound to a bullock-cart, and the melancholy
procession started. We lingered to watch it wind across the plain, until it
disappeared from view, and then with sad steps returned to the wards.</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0in;">Bowden died on Thursday, 19 February 1892. The District Surgeon, Dr JW Lichfield – a fellow Pioneer – signed his death notice, recording the cause of death as epilepsy. Subsequent sources have linked his death to the fall from the post-cart, exhaustion, alcohol and sunstroke. It took time for the news to become known. A local farmer, Lionel Cripps, did not, for example, hear of the cricketer’s death until Friday, 27 February, noting in his diary, ‘Poor Bowden died in Umtali’. The news was brought to Cripps by the recently-employed ‘Paddy’ O’Toole VC who had been in the town collecting supplies.</span></div>
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In Cape Town, Cadwallader did not want to believe the news. Perhaps too much rested on Bowden’s return to South African cricket. As a result he created unnecessary anxiety by cabling a message overseas that ‘from statements by gentlemen who recently arrived in Cape Town … there is happily reason to view the reported death of Mr Bowden with a great amount of reserve.’</div>
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Bowden left a sum total of £1 15s 6d, which was held by the Master’s office. His real assets were worth more as they included the farm he was entitled to as a former member of the Pioneer Column. His father pursued the right to secure the farm and used his influence to obtain the services of Dr Jameson, the country’s administrator. It mattered little because Jameson was quickly tied up in his infamous Raid of 1895. The rebellion against the government of Paul Kruger also caused John Bowden to switch attention to another son, Frank, one of the soldiers who participated in the ill-fated invasion. Frank was taken prisoner at Doornkop and repatriated to England where he was called to the trial in London.</div>
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It was a stressful time but the fervour of Frank’s devotion to Rhodesia was not undermined by such ill-fortune. On his return, he joined the British South Africa Police and resumed the task of following up details related to his brother’s estate. His father had requested that a farm be selected in the most favourable locality with the intention being to sell it at a good price. Lawyers representing him obtained land in Matabeleland and carried out his request. As a result, on 13 December 1901, JH Kennedy signed the ‘Account of the Administration and Distribution of the Intestate Estate of the late Montagu (sic) P Bowden’. Bowden left his father £36 9s 4d and his mother £36 9s 3d. </div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-25070821716262576932014-03-17T08:27:00.001+02:002014-03-17T08:46:02.897+02:00Some Rhodesian Theatres (1911)<div style="text-align: center;">
<b>SOME RHODESIAN THEATRES<br />
(By our Special Correspondent)<br />
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<i>Source - The Bioscope, December 14, 1911</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bulawayo is well catered for by the two handsome bioscope theatres
now open there, namely, the "Empire" and "Patersons Popular
Picture Palace." . The Empire, situate on Main Street, and managed
by Mr. Lago Clifford, well known in South African theatrical
circles, is leased from the proprietors by Messrs. Clifford,
Asserjohn, and Co, and is a thoroughly up-to-date and well- equipped
theatre. With a handsome vestibule, of which are situated the bar,
restaurant, and cloak-rooms, the theatre, both by day and night, is
inviting and cosy in appearance, but particularly so when the glow
of the numerous electric lights casts its glamour over it. The red
upholstered seats contrast richly with the blue and gold draping; of
the private boxes and various doorways, and it is not surprising
that the 500 seating capacity is often severely taxed; but, no
matter how crowded, cool comfort is assured by the sliding roof.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The electric current is provided by a private generating set, and a
"Saxonia" machine projects a fine picture over a 95 ft. throw.
Except when the boards are occupied by a theatrical company, picture
shows are given every night, including Sunday, and a matinee on
Saturday afternoons. In addition to the theatre, a roller rink
alongside enables Mr. Clifford to meet the more strenuous wishes of
his patrons, and, all round, the Bulawayo public can have no cause
for complaint that amusements are lacking while the "Empire" stands.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mr. W. R. Paterson, at the "Popular Picture Palace," provides that
test of keen competition for public patronage which stimulates
continuous improvement, and ensures the provision of "the best" to
the public benefit. Larger than the Empire, the Palace can seat 800,
and is equally well equipped to meet all the requirements of a full
theatrical company. The 110-volt generators provde an abundance of
light, and a " Butcher No. 12 " throws a 20 ft. picture over the 85
ft. from lens to screen. In addition to pictures, Mr. Paterson
constantly supplies attractive vaudeville turns, and full companies,
as occasion permits. At the time of my visit, various improvements
were under way and others being considered, while arrangements were
being made for an entire change of pictures every evening of the
week, a project which, if effected, would undoubtedly tax the
resources of all the film-hiring agencies of the Rand . In addition
to the Bulawayo Palace, Mr. Paterson is proprietor of the Palace in
Salisbury, where competition is of the keenest, and he deserves and
receives a full measure of public support at both places.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Gatooma, a small town of some 400-500 people, on the the
Bulawayo-Salisbury railway line, has also Its bioscope theatre, and
I was fortunate in meeting the proprietor, Mr. Dixon, in the train.
The "Rose bioscope," despite many difficulties, is reported on
cheerfully as doing "very good business." The town residents afford
a liberal support during the week, and at week-ends the influx from
the mining properties in the district crowds the little theatre to
the doors. Once again an "Empire No. 12" holds sway, and electric
current is provided from a generator on the adjacent premises of an
engineering firm.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Umtali, 170 miles down the Salisbury-Beira line, has a show provided
at the Cecil Hotel, at present worked by a gas plant, pending the
arrival and installation of an electrical equipment, which, I
understand, is now en route. Here, also, Messrs. Butcher's installed
their machine, and there can be no doubt that it must pay
manufacturers to have "live " agents in South Africa.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">At Penhalonga, Mr. H. Perrem has closed down his show, pending the
arrival of his electric outfit, which he anticipates will be working
early in December.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Far North, in the heart of what, but a few years ago, was "Darkest
Africa," Mr. N. George exhibits 8,000 ft. of film per week to the
residents of Elizabethville, Karauga, Belgian Congo, and, I am
advised, has no cause to regret his enterprise.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Salisbury the capital of Rhodesia, with a population of about 4,000,
has no less than four bioscopes shows in keen competition for public
support. Chief among them is the Palace Theatre, not yet fully
completed the property of Mr. Paterson, of Bulawayo. With a seating
capacity of 800, and, as at Bulawayo, fully equipped for the
accommodation of full theatrical companies, and with a bar and tea
lounge attached, Mr. Paterson can boast that it is Salisbury's only
"theatre." A Pathe machine, and the silver screen, are here
preferred, and shows—unless a company occupies the boards are given
every night. While incomplete, it is hardly wise to criticise the
appointments, for the leather-upholstered seats on order, which will
oust the present wooden chairs, will in themselves make a vast
difference to the cosy appearance of the theatre.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Market Hall Bioscope is also in a transition stage, the work of
redecoration having just begun, but the proprietary syndicate pins
its faith to showing the finest pictures in the town, and the public
largely endorses the view.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Posada Rink and Bioscope is under canvas which has seen its best
days, and was. I am informed. the first show in the town, when fancy
prices were obtainable, and handsome profits could be made. The "
Empire No. 12 " here again holds sway, and a very clear, bright
picture is provided, the evening being divided between rinking and
pictures. The probability is that the advent of the rainy
season will necessitate closing down.</span></div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com50tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-33600232729126111162014-03-15T20:28:00.000+02:002014-03-16T08:28:40.686+02:00Captain Scotty Fraser remembers the DC-6 conversion<div align="center" class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">After a great deal of arguing and wrangling and heated words amongst
the various heads of department, including the general manager, our
operations division managed to achieve success.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA">We had won our point ─ which was to hire a DC-6 aircraft to use on
our London route. After all, Hunting Clan were using them into
Salisbury.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Egypt and England were not on speaking terms at this time, therefore
no aircraft, even slightly connected with the hated British, were
permitted to over-fly Egyptian territory ─ be it ever so remote and
sand infested! To comply with the Egyptian warning that they would
shoot down any aircraft violating their territory, all airlines
operating in the overseas routes between Benghazi and Khartoum had
to fly a dog’s leg to some mythical sand dune in the middle of the
Sahara desert to avoid Egyptian territory. This extended leg,
coupled with built- in head winds at 12 000 ft (which reached 100
mph and more), caused grave concern for the crews of the relatively
short-range Vickers Vikings and Viscounts then in use on this
profitable route. A Douglas DC-6 could easily carry greater loads
over a greater distance, so we in operations could not understand
what all the fuss and bother was about.</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The general manager finally conceded defeat but said to me, ‘Seeing
that you have championed this American aircraft throughout our
discussions, you and the selected crews who are to fly this aircraft
had better get your south ends off to Rome, as I have hired a DC-6B
from Alitalia and have arranged conversion courses to begin ASAP’.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The lucky ones selected looked forward to a three month’s stint in
the Eternal City. However, it was not all dolce vita. We had some
formidable technical knowledge to absorb before we so much as set
eyes on the aircraft. Furthermore, apart from bon giorno, come sta,
and quanta costa, none of us knew much Italian. And the Italian
instructors suffered the same disadvantage, as far as English was
concerned. We had to acquire a precise knowledge of hydraulics,
pressurisation, fuel system, water methanol injection and a complex
electrical circuitry, as well as BMEP (Brake Mean Effective Pressure
– a measure of engine performance which was something heretofore
unknown to us!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">All this, through the medium of the Italian language, was too much
for us and we revolted. So, some American- accented English
translators were engaged who had learned their English by watching
Hollywood movies: some remarkable translations occurred!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The voluble Italian instructor would, with much expressive
gesticulation and arm waving, explain in great detail the inner
workings of this complex ship only to have the translator lose all
the vital bits in his ‘cotton pickin’ American accent. It was an
impossibly LONG course!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Meanwhile, our lads got to know Rome, mainly the popular watering
holes like the Quirinale, the Da Meo Patacca and the Hole in the
Wall. The younger chaps lived it up at Pipistrello. Two of the lads,
Tony and Frank, somehow obtained a Lambretta scooter which they put
to good use on days off. One was the owner/driver and the other,
being the senior, was the navigator who mounted himself on the
pillion seat and gave a running commentary on traffic density and on
which way to go. Many were their hair-raising exploits. Being used
to driving on the left back home, they often fell foul of the law
when they came to an interchange. Tony would endeavour to turn left
whilst Frank would scream it was a senso unico (ie a one way).
Thereupon Tony would do the very thing one must never do in thick
Italian traffic, and that is change your mind, because Antonio in
his Cinquecento Fiat had to swerve to miss them by a fraction of an
inch as he too had been forced to change his mind, and nearly his
sex! Now you have a hazard, with dozens of irate Italian drivers all
sounding their horns simultaneously and swearing vengeance on the
stupid gringo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">We were all finally presented with large ornate certificates which
stated, in superb Italian, that the under-mentioned individual had
successfully completed Alitalia’s training syllabus and was now
proficient to fly the DC-6B. At last we would get to grips with this
mighty monster. Don’t forget that, at this time, the DC-6
represented as modern and efficient a means of transport that could
be found anywhere in the world. Jets were still in their infancy and
not available to little bush airlines out in the sticks. To us, she
was beautiful, specially painted in our livery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">We soon all got the hang of the DC-6 as the flying instructors were
far more fluent in English than the classroom lecturers. They had
been used to getting all their air traffic instructions in English,
as it had been declared the universal language of aviation. The only
exception to the bilingual instructors was the chief pilot. He was
Italiano solomento and he insisted on flight testing each one of us
personally.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The day arrived when we were called upon to demonstrate our skill
and dexterity at the controls of Mike Tango (I-DIMT was the
registration, India-Delta India Mike Tango). As time was running
out, old Solo Mio, as we called him, filled Mike Tango with 100
octane fuel, took on catering in the galley and away we all went.
One took one’s turn in the driver’s seat alphabetically.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Tony, being high up on the alphabet kicked off in the left seat, or
captain’s seat, with a learner first officer in the right and a
learner flight engineer in a kind of folding jump seat between them.
Old Solo Mio leaned over the engineer’s shoulders and monitored
Tony’s starting, taxiing and handling abilities. After a thorough
engine test, we got take-off clearance and away we went, out over
the Mediterranean to Alitalia’s training area, high above the normal
airways system.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Here each of us in turn was required to do steep turns, stalls,
incipient spins and recovery, engine cuts and prop feathering and
fire drills. Old Solo Mio had to be satisfied that, if disaster
struck, the pilot would manfully stay put and deal with the
emergency … and not jump out the adjacent window!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">We had been airborne for a few hours and, as it was warm and stuffy
in the back of the ship, and what with stalls and steep turns going
on, it was easy to become nauseous. I did, anyway, and asked for a
glass of water. I was handed a bottle of aqua minerale, only as a
second choice to wine. A good Italian never drinks water. Well, I
took a good swig of this bubbly juice and then looked for somewhere
to put an open bottle of soda water down. There was just nowhere, so
I drank the lot, just before being called to the sharp end to
demonstrate my proficiency at handling Mike Tango.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">All went well through the normal training syllabus and I managed to
sort out all the problems that old Solo Mio threw at me and he
seemed quite satisfied. Then he suddenly shouted out ‘Decompression
Explosif!’ over and over again. This means that the aircraft, which
is pressurised and normally flies at about 20 000 ft, has sustained
a rupture of sorts and was losing its 4∙5 pounds per square inch.
This situation is very dangerous to all on board because, in
exceptional cases, one’s blood could boil, with fatal results. The
drill is to get the ship down to below 12 000 ft as rapidly as
possible. So I went into action: throttles back, oxygen mask on,
stick hard forward, mixture control to rich, pitch to fine … and
hope for the best. We were going down in grand style, but unbeknown
to me old Solo Mio had instructed the first officer to open the
discharge valve a fraction, after he had shouted ‘Decompression
Explosif’. He had told Mickey in his best English, which was
inevitably misunderstood, and Mickey opened the valve to its full
extent! So we really were decompressing, RAPIDLY. This caused
complete confusion, because everybody’s ears popped and the cockpit
filled with mist. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Above all the noise, I distinctly heard old Solo shout ‘Down, down,
down’!</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
OK sport, I thought, if you want more down, you shall have it. So I
gave the stick another good shove forward. Everybody lifted out of
their seats, while trying to grab something solid to hang onto. But
still I heard him shouting ‘Down, down, down’. So I gave the stick
another hefty shove and we were now well past the vertical going
down in real earnest, with the altimeter unwinding … like a runaway
clock. But still I heard ‘Down Down Down!’ in a frantic scream from
old Solo Mio.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
I looked round at him in utter disbelief. He was puce in the face.
His eyes were bulging and he was pointing towards the roof shouting
‘DOWN DOWN!’</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
He had mixed up his English and had meant to say ‘Up, up up’ all the
time! I rolled the aircraft till we were in a more normal descent
path and pulled out of the most spectacular dive a DC-6 has ever
been in. We had exceeded the Vne (Velocity Never Exceed) limits by a
wide margin. It says a lot for the DC-6 that she suffered no ill
effects.</div>
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Old Solo Mio, on being told of his faux pas, called it a day and it
was then up to me to take the ship back to Rome.</div>
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But meanwhile, all those little bubbles in the aqua minerale, which
had been quite happy to remain in manageable, if minute, size whilst
under 4∙5 psi in my tummy, had now joyously expanded to many times
their normal size when we lost pressure. So I became the first
pregnant male pilot in history and, I may add, it was most
uncomfortable to say the least. However, I managed to land without
divulging my delicate state.</div>
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We all learned to love that grand old lady and flew happily around
Africa and Europe for many years.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tony Beck and Scotty Fraser in cockpit<br />
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<span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Compiled and edited from the original by Mitch Stirling and John
Reid-Rowland. They suggest that the names of the other crew members
in the story were: Tony Beck, Frank Flote and Mickey Delport. Old
Solo Mio must have been the redoubtable Captain Conti, Alitalia’s
chief pilot. </span></div>
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With thanks to Larry Ridler for the splendid Hunting Clan photograph
of the DC-6 at Salisbury. <br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">OPERATION
ENTERPRISE. </b></h2>
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<span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>6th</b></span></span><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b> – 20th April 1979</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><br /></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>THE BATTLE
FOR SALISBURY.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-style: italic;">Preamble.</b></div>
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I was the BSAP Special Branch Officer based at Enterprise Base,
situated at the Enterprise Club, 20 km from Salisbury on the Shamva
Road, from early 1978 until the end of the war.</span></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-style: italic;">I have
written an account of what I believe is one of the most
underreported operations of the Rhodesian War, Operation Enterprise,
which came to be called “The Battle for Salisbury”. It was conducted
to save the Capital City from serious insurgency and the resulting
damage that would have occurred, and ended being arguably the most
successful internal operation conducted during the war.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">My recollections are based on some notes I located, personal
memories, and the assistance of several people involved in the
operation. My thanks to Tiny Coupar, Alan Shout, Rod Marsh, Keith
Samler, Ashley Staunton, Hans Sittig, Ian Pringle, Rick Van Malsen,
Brian Steak, Ian Bate, Skippey Skipworth-Michel, and others who wish
to remain nameless, and some who if I have forgotten, I apologise.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">
<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I am obviously the “Enterprise Special Branch Officer” in the
narrative, not because I do not want to be named, but the story
seemed to flow better like that written in the 3rd person. I also
stress that I will without doubt have left out many occurrences,
probably got some wrong, but my idea is to stimulate further input
from other participants in this operation so a fuller and more
accurate picture can be formed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Eddie Norris has kindly collated the text and the pictures for this
to be released on ORAFS.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">
</span>
<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">We look forward to your contributions.</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">
<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mike Norton 9046.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span style="font-style: italic;">
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>BACKGROUND. NORTH-EAST RHODESIA AND SALISBURY. JANUARY 1979.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The basic and
fundamental desire of a “liberation movement”, certainly the
military wing of any such movement, is to capture the capital and
unseat the government of the day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">This was in the
plans of the Zimbabwe National Liberation Movement (ZANLA) hierarchy
during 1978, and was evidenced in notes and publications found on
killed and captured ZANLA insurgents inside Rhodesia, and from
external raids made into Mozambique by Rhodesian forces.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was during
one of these external raids, Operation Dingo, that the first
evidence of a specific force aimed at carrying out actions within
Salisbury and its immediate environs was located. Up till then,
attacks and subversion had been carried out in areas remote from
large cities, and Salisbury had not been affected to any great
extent. The information was a little vague at that point, but note
was taken by the intelligence gathering fraternity, specifically the
Terrorist (T) Desk of the Special Branch (SB) of the British South
Africa Police. (BSAP) The role of the T desk SB personnel was one of
intelligence gathering on ZANLA , from overt and covert sources,
recovered documents, eavesdropping, captured weapons, and captures
themselves. Most of these SB men, and a few women, were posted into
the operational areas where they worked, often in splendid and
dangerous isolation, with other branches of the Rhodesian security
forces and civil administration.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Within the
secure third floor of the Railway Avenue Police Station in Salisbury
was the Registry of T desk, where information gleaned was collated
to enable an assessment to be made of the threat posed by any
particular insurgent group in an area. This information could then
be passed to SB men in the field, who with their Military
counterparts made plans to eliminate the threat by whatever means
available. The collation was done manually by dedicated ladies in
the main, working on a cardex system, each card carrying information
related to either an individual insurgent, weapon, or group, which
was updated as new reports came to light.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Further detailed
documents relating to the threat to Salisbury came to light after a
successful security force contact with ZANLA insurgents at Mayema
Hill, in the MSANA Tribal Trust Land (TTL) in May 1978.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> These documents
mentioned a “Salisbury Section” within the ZANLA Chaminuka and
Nehanda sectors of Rhodesia, whose orders were to specifically
subvert the local population in the TTLs close to the Capital, and
establish corridors where further insurgents could move in. They
were also to attack white farms surrounding the capital and lay
landmines on the roads to disrupt normal traffic, disrupt schooling
and break down civil order in these areas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">But
particularly, they were to counter the new threat to ZANLA in this
area, the advent of the Security Force Auxiliaries (SFA).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Rhodesian
Security Forces were, in early 1979, stretched to the limit in
trying to contain what was a rapidly escalating conflict on all the
borders with the exception of the small one with South Africa. White
emigration had denuded the numbers within the Territorial
battalions, and despite an increase in number of the white
Officered, black troops of the Rhodesian African rifles, and the
BSAP Support Unit, there were never enough troops to go round. For
all intents and purposes, TTLs from the Mozambique border in the
north and east of Salisbury were liberated areas where civil order
had disappeared, and ZANLA were in control. Where there had been
some white farming areas in Mtoko and Mrewa, these had been
abandoned. The small villages and towns of in that same area were
still functioning and held by security forces based there, and it
was from these that forces made periodic forays into the
surrounding TTLs to tackle ZANLA insurgents. For a while these
forces re-took the areas, but in truth they only held that ground
while they were standing on it. All too soon, they were moved to
other areas to do the same thing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">To the south of
Salisbury, sporadic forays were being made by the insurgents into
the farming areas and villages of Featherstone, Beatrice, Norton,
and Salisbury South. One of the earliest of these was an attempt to
blow up the wall of Lake Macillwaine, the primary water source for
the capital, in October 1977. A group of 14 insurgents made the
mistake of feeding at the farm compound on Gilston farm, and were
reported to the Beatrice police station. A follow up involving PATU
and Support Unit lasted for several days, but did not locate the
insurgents. It was later discovered that the follow up did cause the
insurgents to abandon the attempt on the Lake, and disperse into the
Mhondoro TTL.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Up in the north,
outposts such as Mukumbura, Dotito, Rushinga and Marymount were
local fortresses, occasionally visited by large troop deployments of
Special forces, the Special Air Service,(SAS) the Selous Scouts and
the Rhodesian Light Infantry (RLI) on their way to destroy enemy
camps in Mozambique in a belated effort to stem the tide of
insurgents from their rear bases.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At the same time
the white Rhodesian Government was trying to reach, another,
settlement with black political leaders, this time the moderates ,
Bishop Abel Muzorerwa, Ndabandigi Sithole, Chiefs Jerimah Chirau and
Kaiser Ndeweni. Muzorerwa and Sithole had been part of the original
liberation movements, but had been sidelined by the cunning and
viscous Robert Mugabe, now the leader of ZANU (PF).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Chiefs Chirau
and Ndeweni were there to make up the numbers in an attempt to reach
an “internal political Settlement” and gain recognition for Rhodesia
from the rest of the world. Muzorewa’s United African National
Congress (UANC) and Sithole’s ZANU did have genuine, if limited,
following inside the county. These two saw the opportunity to save
their political skins by being part of this settlement attempt that
was planned to reach its zenith in April 1979 with the first ever
all race national elections.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Both Muzorerwa
and Sithole claimed to have following within ZANLA, and publically
called for insurgents to desert ZANLA and join to join their
parties. A few did, very few, so another plan had to be made for
these two politicians to save face and show that they had their own
‘forces’ on whom they could call on the combat the insurgents,
alongside the Rhodesian Security forces. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>THE
SECURITY FORCE AUXILIARIES: PFUMO RE VANHU: <br />OPERATION FAVOUR.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SFA were
born.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The first small
groups of SFAs were made up of captured, and turned insurgents and a
few that had genuinely surrendered and been given amnesty. They
were trained by SB personnel, armed with the same weapons as the
insurgents and deployed into the TTLs under the control of a white
SB or Army officers who lived remotely from the group, normally in a
security force base. However these initial numbers of SFA were so
low that further manpower was required.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Black youths,
unemployed in the city townships were recruited in numbers, hastily
trained by members of the Rhodesian special forces in secret
locations, and let loose into TTLs where their particular political
master supposedly held sway, armed to the teeth with captured
communist bloc weapons. The leaders of the SFA groups were genuine
former ZANLA insurgents, but the real key to the success or failure
of a SFA group was its white controllers. These men came from all
branches of the Rhodesian security forces, many had served in
foreign armies before arriving in Rhodesia, and all had to be tough
as nails.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On the 13<sup>th</sup>
August 1978, a horrified white Rhodesian public watched on the TV
news, Comrade Max, the leader of the SFA group in the Msana TTL,
rally his troops in the company of an AK wielding Bishop Muzorerwa.
The dreadlocked Comrade Max swore to make the Msana TTL free of
ZANLA bandits for his leader, the Bishop. He declared he was the new
District Commissioner (DC). It was too much for many white
Rhodesians; they could stomach shortages, call ups, but seeing this
apparent rabble let loose was the last straw, and more emigrated.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">In fact Max and
his SFA had been at Nyawa Business Centre in the Msana since March
1978 under the top secret Operation Favour, run out of the Selous
Scouts Fort in Bindura . The overall commander of the Special Branch
element attached to the Selous Scouts was Chief Superintendant Mac
McGuiness. This group of SFA was one of the pioneer projects run
under Operation Favour, and funded from secret coffers where the
South African Military contributed generously in funds and
equipment. Many of this initial group were equipped with the South
African made copy of the AK, the R6.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The SFA
continued to be expanded, and moved into the Chinamora and Masembura
TTLs , and the controllers continued with their difficult task of
trying to turn a rabble into something of a fighting force. By the
end of 1978 there were 70 SFA at Nyama in the Msana TTL, and 280 in
the Chinamora and Masembura TTLs in two bases, one near Domboshawa
and the other at the northern end of the Masembura TTL, at Makumbi
Mission. Dave Nixon and Bill Prentice were the respective SFA
controllers in those areas and had the SFA patrolling the TTLs where
contacts with ZANLA were becoming common. Unfortunately most of
these contacts were long range 30 minute ‘battles’ where many rounds
were fired by either side and minimal casualties sustained.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Information did
come to light that the ZANLA insurgents were very concerned that
their control over these areas was being lost, and by dint of this
their planned attacks in and on the capital were in jeopardy. They
pushed more insurgents into the area, many hastily trained, to try
to wrest back control. The insurgents also brutalised the local
tribe’s people, carrying out mutilations’ and murders on a large
scale to try to subjugate the population. The SFA camps were
attacked frequently, mostly ineffectually and road ambushes and land
mines were frequent. At one point all five of the SFA armoured
personnel carriers in the area were out of commission, damaged in
some form of attack, and a bright yellow roads department truck was
the only available transport.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SFA also had
<b><i>discipline</i></b><span style="color: red;"> </span>issues, and
on occasion were not above theft, robbery and murder if it suited
them. Or they did as little as possible for the war effort unless
they were cajoled and pushed by their controllers into action.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Chikwakwa
TTL, adjacent to the semi liberated Mangwende TTL, and on the
boundary of the Shamva and Enterprise farming areas did not have a
SFA presence. The reason was that a SB Officer in T desk had created
a “phantom tame Insurgent” presence in that area, and convinced his
superiors that a group of 40 turned insurgents were operating there
under his control. This enabled him to collect from the secret funds
allocated to Operation Favour, along with the equipment required,
and use it as he saw fit. The group of 40 simply did not exist. It
was a sad failing in a normally efficient and secure T desk to allow
this to happen without some form of verification being done. The
attacks on the farms adjacent to the Chikwakwa, and on the one
Internal Affairs Keep, should have alerted someone to the fact that
the TTL was a free for all for the insurgents. This scheme was to
last some months before it became obvious that there was no SFA or
Turned Insurgent presence in that area, and much harm was done to
farmers during that time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The scheme fell
apart when the Selous Scouts decided to mount a Pseudo operation in
the Chikwakwa, and the “tame insurgents” was ordered to be placed on
a farm in the Shamva farming area. Nobody arrived at the farm.
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Selous
Scouts operation over 10 days was very difficult, the operators
found it impossible to infiltrate the Salisbury Section, and their
secondary role of observation posts was negated by the Chikwakwa
being a flat long piece of land. The Selous Scouts SB officer
operating with this callsign confirmed that there was a large
presence of insurgents operating in the area, coming and going to
the Mangwende TTL.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> Realisation of
the seriousness of the threat was finally appreciated in January
1979, when a chance briefing by a SB officer to the Minister of
Justice, Hilary Squires, during an operational area visit set an
enquiry in motion. Through the Old Boy channel the Prime Minister,
Ian Smith came to hear of the threat to Salisbury. Questions were
asked as to why T Desk was not taking the information submitted by
the SB operators in the area to the North and East of Salisbury
seriously. The information clearly showed the increasing risk to the
capital from the Salisbury Section, now expanded in numbers and
designated a Detachment, with plans to do evil deeds in and around
the capital.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A report to JOC
Hurricane, and to COMOPS by Chief Superintendant Dennis Anderson of
SB JOC HURRICANE, in his hand over report to Superintendant Keith
Samler in March 1979 was very clear on the threat posed to
Salisbury. Keith reinforced this when he became the SB
representative at JOC HURRICANE at that time, and Salisbury T desk
were ordered to do a security briefing to COMOPS on the security
situation to the North and East of Salisbury. This report, was
diametrically opposed to Keith’s one, and in a tense COMPOS meeting
the T desk report was questioned and Keith was requested to produce
a further threat report to be acted upon. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The OC SB
Salisbury and Mashonaland, Assistant Commissioner Jock Waugh was
posted out of SB in March 1979. And in his place came Chief
Superintendant Dan Stannard, from his post as OC CID Homicide, in a
move that was to prove pivotal for T desk, and the country long into
the future.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><u>RHODESIAN
FORCES.</u></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The most
powerful weapon of the war, the Fire Forces, moved from area to area
all round the country. Often the aircraft, Alouette III
helicopters, some of them gunships with either 20 mm Matra cannons,
or four barrelled Browning machine guns, were called in to
participate in external raids leaving the interior of Rhodesia
defended by what was left, which was often not very much.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Rhodesia was
under international sanctions, and obtaining the materials to
sustain the war was difficult, and sometimes impossible. “Sanctions
busting” was carried out by enterprising individuals who formulated
clever ruses and smoke screens to obtain what was needed by sleight
and deception, and there is no doubt some of these enriched
themselves in the process, but it was ‘needs must’ at that point.
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The truculent
South African Government pulled on the choke chain of supplies
whenever it felt they wanted the Rhodesian Government to move in a
particular direction that suited them. The South African military
had good relationships with the Rhodesians, and on many occasions
assisted Rhodesia without the express knowledge of their political
masters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">All this went on
in the background for the personnel tasked with defending the
Capital; they had a serious job to do with whatever they could lay
their hands on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Certainly when
it came to areas close to Salisbury, most of the permanent troop
presence was made up of BSAP Support Unit, Police Anti Terrorist
Unit (PATU) and Internal Affairs and Guard Force personnel. The
area fell under the Joint Operational Command (JOC) Salisbury
Operations (SALOPS), a totally BSAP JOC. Represented on the JOC were
the Support Unit, the BSAP uniform branch, both of the city and the
districts, CID and SB. Assistant Commissioner Ian Hogg, Chief Superintendent Mike Leach, Chief Superintendent's Dan Stannard and
Dave De Burgh-Thomas and Chief Inspector Chris Looker were some of
the personalities on the SALOPS committee.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Police
Reserve Air Wing (PRAW) was made up of civilian Pilots who were
called up in PRAW, each with an allocated observer, and utilised
civilian light aircraft, often their own, for their duties.
Initially PRAW served as a courier service, but by 1978 many had
acquired special skills in aerial reconnaissance, and air gunnery.
The bulk of the aircraft were Cessna 206 and 182 aircraft, but there
were some Mooney’s, Aztecs and even a Piper Cub. Some of the Cessna
aircraft were fitted with either MAG or Browning Light Machine Guns,
firing out of the removed left rear door, the gunner sitting on an
ammo box while he fired using a rudimentary deflection sight. These
aircraft were used in support of ground call signs and proved very
effective in, if nothing else, slowing insurgent groups down, and
allowing pursuing troops to catch up. They did achieve some kills
from their air gunnery and provided much needed air support when the
Helicopters were not available.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One particular
area where the armed PRAW was very effective was when working with
Motor Cycle mounted PATU in open TTLs and farming area. The Motor
Cycles made follow up very quick, and guided by the orbiting PRAW,
many successful contacts were made and kills obtained. One somewhat
desperate attempt was made to give the PRAW more teeth in the shape
of bombs, but after much hair raising trial and error, and a few
operational bomb runs, the project was abandoned. A few aviators had
other tricks up their sleeves, grenades in glass bottles which
shattered on contact with the ground, resulting in the grenade
exploding, firing Icarus flares, with the parachute removed, as a
basic rocket to set kraals huts alight, were some of these.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Pilots and
Observer/Gunners did way more than their fair share, and were
dedicated to their task. Gerry Cleveland, Nigel Seward, Buster
Brown, Hamish Harvey and Ian Pringle among the pilots and Paul
Chappe led the band of observer/gunners.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Internal Affairs
and Guard Force were positioned in constructed keeps within the TTLs,
supposedly to carry out the civil administration in the area, but in
reality they provided a static target for the occasional attack from
the insurgents.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Each European
owned farm had a radio system, the Agric Alert, that allowed the
farmers from inside their fenced and fortified houses, to
communicate with the local Police Station on a 24 hour basis, and
radio checks were done every morning and evening. Any failure to
call in resulted in a response being sent out to the farm to check
on the inhabitants as the telephone system was unreliable. When farm
attacks or incidents occurred, the Agric Alert was a vital life line
to call for help and alert the entire district to the incident, and
anxious listeners could hear all the sounds of battle on the radio,
often operated by one of the children as mother and father fought
off the attack while help was on its way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Some farmers
employed “bright lights”, armed farm guards recruited initially from
Police reservists from “bright lights”, Salisbury, but by 1979 most
of these farm Guards were permanent fixtures, sometimes recovering
wounded soldiers, or older men without a military commitment, and
foreigners, soldiers of fortune who came to the war for many
reasons, some of them not honourable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One British
bright light, by name of Gary Bostock had an argument with an
auxiliary Constable from the BSAP, over one of the ladies in the
farm compound, and shot the Constable dead with his rifle. Bostock
was arrested, prosecuted, and astonishingly found guilty of Culpable
Homicide, although he was clearly guilty of murder. He was deported,
back either to his MI 6 handles or the IRA cell he came from. An
American, a genuine Vietnam special forces Veteran, Master Sergeant
Eric Hudson started out as a farm guard, but then joined PATU and
was a very effective operator. That was until he was discovered in a
compromising situation with one of the Police Reserve Women, a
farmer’s wife. He was finally caught recording the serial numbers of
the Helicopters and the Matra cannons. His CIA controller owned up,
and Hudson (if that was his real name) was deported, his work done.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One of the
missions of the insurgents was to drive farm labour off the land,
making farming in this highly productive, but labour intensive
industry impossible. Most farm compounds were fenced, and some
guarded by armed guards, mostly ex soldiers or policemen, an
extremely hazardous occupation at the best of times. One of the
tasks that fell to these men was to walk the farm roads daily
looking for signs of land or anti personnel mines and tracks of
insurgents crossing the properties. They were armed with G3 rifles
or old .303 bolt action rifles and shotguns, and they were a very
important deterrent to the insurgents attacking the labour force,
and the farm itself. Farmer Ashley Staunton, of the Grove Farm,
almost adjacent to the Enterprise Club had unarmed farm guards who
were located at the main gate of the security fence to his house and
sheds. If the guard on duty was aware of a presence of insurgents in
the farm compound he would dress in a yellow or blue overall, as
opposed to his usual green one. This would alert Ashley who was able
to contact Enterprise Base for a reaction stick.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Ashley had been
involved in the beginning of the nationalist uprising, when it was
still in protest form. During the late 1960s he was came across a
white man being marched in front of a mob of his farm labourers,
their clear intention was to beat him. As it transpired, the
nationalists of the time were putting out a story that white men
were kidnapping black children and sending them to the Congo to be
made into sausage meat! This white man had stopped near a bridge on
the main Shamva road to pick wild mushrooms, and had asked two
passing young black boys to help him. They ran off screaming that
they were being abducted to be sausage meat, and the labour force
had reacted. Ashley intervened and the white man was freed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Rhodesian
Government granted funds to farmers for their security fences, and
most of these were erected by a Salisbury company called Salwire,
under Managing Director Ted Willis. Ted lived on a small farm with
the Enterprise district, and was a stalwart Police reservist, when
he was not arranging for the erection of fences all over the
northern part of Rhodesia. To supplement the fences, many explosive
devices such as Addams Grenades and explosive filled plough discs
were erected along the fences, and were able to be remotely
detonated by the farm occupants.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was
discovered that one of the best deterrents to cutting, or
approaching close to the fences was a hedge called Mauritius Thorn,
which when fully grown along the fence, made an impenetrable
barrier.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Ted was a
prankster of note, and one of his tricks was to fire an Icarus
Rocket into the Enterprise Special Branch Officers bathroom, while
the incumbent was enjoying a once in a while hot bath. The choking
smoke some drove the naked officer out of the bathroom, and past the
startled Police reserve women radio operators to his office/bedroom.
Revenge took a while, but one day Ted was going off duty after dark
in his land rover, and when he moved the gear lever out of reverse
to start the vehicle, a soft hiss emanated for the dashboard where a
green smoke grenade had been secured, the pin linked to a wire on
the gear lever. It would have been easy for Ted just to abandon his
land rover via the driver’s door, had a wooden jam not been placed
in the outside door handle after he had climbed in. By the time Ted
clambered out of the passenger door he was a little green in more
ways than one. Naturally he set about planning a further attack on
his opponent.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><u>ENTERPRISE
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Enterprise Base
was established at the Enterprise Country Club in March 1978, when
the first overt act by insurgents was carried out in the Enterprise
farming area. This was an ineffectual ambush on local farmer Oscar
Suzman as he drove home from Salisbury late one afternoon. His
vehicle was hit twice in the trunk area, and it was well after dark
before a PATU stick arrived from Goromonzi Police Station. Clearly
the Enterprise area required a base of its own, as Goromonzi was
situated a long way south on difficult roads, and the Enterprise
Club was a logical choice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The clubhouse
provided a large area for accommodation, ablution, and feeding
troops, within a security fence, and the club manager’s house made
an ideal base for the BSAP and SB personnel, as well as a radio room
with VHF communications and an Agric Alert. Additional prefab
accommodation was constructed for the African staff members, along
with a holding area for prisoners. Bunkers made from railway
sleepers were placed at strategic points in case of an attack on the
base, with sandbagged roofs to prevent damage from mortars.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Two of the
stalwart black members of the BSAP contingent were Detective
Sergeant Norbert Chibaya, and Constable Alec Munyoro. They were an
essential link in the process of interrogation of locals, mujibas
and captured insurgents, and their in depth knowledge of the area,
gained over their long service at Goromonzi and Enterprise detected
initial untruths being told to them by the captives. Sgt Chibaya had
several excellent paid informers in the field, which provided
reliable information resulting in many contacts and kills.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">He detected that
the affable Enterprise Club cook, one Pattison Gono, was in fact an
informer for the insurgents, passing troop strengths and snippets he
heard while serving meals to the Police members and drinks to the
troops. Using this knowledge, Chisiya begun to feed false
information via Pattison to the insurgents, which resulted in groups
of insurgents being ambushed when they were directed to areas where
troops were, rather than were they were not. Working with the dirty
tricks department of SB, civilian radios containing homing devices
were surreptitiously placed in stores and the insurgents directed to
them by leaking Pattison the information that the store had a
resupply of goods and would be worth robbing. This also led to a few
contacts and kills. One arms cache located after one of these
contacts was “doctored” with AK bullets filled with high explosive,
and one insurgent was located a few days later with the breech block
of his AK imbedded in his face, when he fired his SKS rifle in a
farm attack.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A detailed hand
drawn map of Enterprise base was recovered from a dead insurgent,
showing the defensive bunkers, where the troops billeted and
vehicles parked. It also showed that there was a clear intention to
attack Enterprise, with an 81 mm mortar position shown on Swiswa
Hill, about 3000 meters away. Enterprise defences were strengthened.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><b>Rob Tasker
RIP, Keith Samler , BSAP SB, John McVey playing golf at Enterprise Base during
Operation Enterprise.<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The golf course,
and cricket and rugby field provided space for visiting troop’s
vehicles and a landing area for helicopters, for which fuel was
stored in one of the squash courts. Access to the tar road was a
short 400 meters of dirt road, and this was cleared every morning
to guard against the placing of landmines.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><b>Bivvies in the trees next
to the Golf Course, Op Enterprise</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Enterprise base
fell under the operational control of SALOPS, and had in its area
the Enterprise farms, and the North and South Chikwakwa TTL. In
practical terms the eastern Msana TTL was also part of the area, as
it was adjacent to the farms and easily accessible. Bindura whose
actual area Msana fell into was only too happy to have Enterprise
operate there, and seconded the area, as did Borrowdale the eastern
Chinamora TTL.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The troop’s
contingent was made up of PATU, many of them farmers from the area,
their numbers boosted with the release of men from their army
commitments if they lived in an operation area. This was essentially
to provide self defence, and brought into the PATU sticks much
expertise from the RLI, SAS, Selous Scouts and territorial
regiments. Vital elements were the older Police reservists who
carried out the driving and escort duties, and the women reservists
who manned the control room. PATU sticks from Salisbury, and other
areas not regarded as fully operational, were posted in to
supplement the manpower numbers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">As the
Enterprise Farming area was relatively wealthy, and had farmers with
influence in high places, the base was equipped with 18 scrambler
motor cycles and two armoured troop carrying vehicles, both with
mounted Browning Machine guns. The local PATU men could choose
their weapons from the issued FN rifles, to AK 47, RPK and RPD light
machine guns and 60 mm mortars, it was personal choice and most of
the Motor cycle operators chose the communist AK and RPD as being
shorter and lighter than the FN, they were easier to carry on the
bikes. Many of the farmer’s wives and older children were given
captured Chinese SKS carbines for home defence, and were used on
many occasions. All these communist bloc weapons were somewhat
illicit, but a blind eye was turned in order to provide practical
firepower to the people that needed it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Contacts with
the enemy occurred at least on a weekly basis, with kills generally
one or two insurgents, until a day in May 1978 when the base scored
its first real success. Following a spate of landmines and farm
attacks in the north of the farming area, particularly on Rob
McManus’s Rutope farm, and resulting from intelligence gained in the
field, an observation post (OP) was placed on Mayema Hill in the
Msana TTL. On day 7 the OP had established that a group of 11
insurgents were based in the kraals at the base of this substantial
granite hill. This OP had done exceptionally well, led by Mike
Cullinan, they had resorted to drinking their saline drips when
their water ran out, but stuck to their task. Plans were made to
attack these insurgents, but neither Fire Force nor PRAW were
available at that point, so three PATU sticks with SB personnel
walked into the area at night, and started sweeping through the
Kraal line at first light.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Contact was made
almost immediately, with 2 insurgents killed, when by sheer luck an
full fire Force worth of Helicopters, flying without troops, on
their way to FAF 5 at Mtoko called in, and using the PATU and SB
contingent on the ground as ground troops, with one BSAP SIS
(SPECIAL INVESTIGATION SECTION) stick, led by Jerry Lancaster, a
kill of 10 insurgents was achieved with only a flesh wound to a
Police reserve Vehicle escort man. The wounded man was no other than
James Huggins, the younger son of Lord Malvern, Sir Godfrey Huggins,
one time Prime Minister of Southern Rhodesia.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The PATU men,
local farmers including Henry Birrell, Bux Howson, Louie and Ephriam
Volker, Glenn Dixon and Andy Hartell were complimented by the
chopper crews for their aggressive and brave conduct.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">By early 1979,
Enterprise was a very active base defending its own area and the
surrounds of eastern Salisbury. The radio room was run by the Women
Police Reservists’ during the day, they were in the main farmers
wives, Cathy Volker, Beryl Staunton, Libby Norton, Sandy Dixon and
Margret Hayes to mention a few.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The vital
element of radio communication was assisted by two relay stations,
one in the Chinamora TTL on a large granite outcrop and was
designated Lima Alpha. LA. The other was within the Enterprise
farming area, on Colga Farm, and called Victor Alpha, VA. These were
manned by Police Reservists, who had received training in radio
communications, normally four men at a time, and on 24 hour standby
for a week. LA was extremely difficult to access, even with a four
wheel drive vehicle so resupply was often flown in by helicopter, or
dropped from a PRAW. VA was accessible by vehicle, and consequently
an additional two men were allocated there as camp guards. The camp
was surrounded by rolls of razor wire, and protected by claymore
mines as well. Doug Stodart, Jeff Staunton, Stan Cary, Mick Taggart
and others carried out this task with skill and dedication.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><u>THE
GROWING THREAT.</u></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One of the first
and major successes of the Salisbury Detachment was a rocket and
small arms attack on the Salisbury fuel depot in Southerton on night
of 11th December 1978. This was a devastating blow for
Rhodesia, financially, militarily, and morally. It was proof that
the insurgents could and would act within the city limits, and could
cause serious damage, and it was very clear that the Salisbury
detachment had in its ranks determined and specifically trained men.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The evening
after the fuel depot attack, a BSAP roadblock at the junction of the
Mtoko and Shamva road on the edge of the Umwinsidale suburb of the
capital was broken by a Datsun pick with a canopy. The roadblock was
caught napping and the vehicle got through unscathed and carried on
towards JURU Township in the Chikwakwa TTL. The driver however, made
a turn onto the Atlanta road in the Enterprise farming area, and an
alert farmer, Dave Stobart, noticed the vehicle and its odd
behaviour, and fired on it. The vehicle returned to the main Mtoko
road, and headed once again in the direction of Juru Township.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The occupants on
the last farm before the TTL and Township, Owen Connor and his 16
year old son Kevin, were contacted by Enterprise base on the agric
alert, and asked to ambush the vehicle, which they duly and very
bravely did. The vehicle was hit several times, but continued on for
about 200 m from the ambush before coming to rest in the ditch.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Once first light
came, the vehicle was approached and copious blood stains were
located from the front and rear of the vehicle, and under the canopy
were located two AK 47s and a British made 3,5 inch rocket launcher
with three projectiles. These weapons and the escaped wounded
insurgents had been part of the group responsible for the attack on
the fuel depot two days before. Also recovered was a satchel with a
notebook, updated the day previous, and carrying details of the
personnel of the Salisbury Detachment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Another
significant event for the capture of one Jeffrey Murerwa, the owner
of the ambushed pick up vehicle, in Juru Township on the edge of the
Chikwakwa TTL the day following the ambush. Jeffrey denied he was an
insurgent, but admitted to driving the pickup and knowing full well
the purpose that his passenger had hired him. Quiet and steady
questioning over the next day revealed that Jeffrey knew a large
amount about the Salisbury Detachment, and a clear picture of the
threat to the Capital City emerged.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Jeffrey defected
to the Rhodesian side. He didn’t have much of a choice, and was
installed as the Enterprise Base spare driver and dogsbody. He was
highly intelligent, and was of great assistance with local knowledge
of the area, and the personalities who were routinely picked up and
interviewed to establish any changes in the insurgent presence or
plans. He was loaned in January 1979 to a section within Special
Forces Headquarters, the Q cars. The Q cars operated modified and
armoured bread delivery vehicles, and ranged about the TTLs
supposedly on a delivery run, and waited to be approached by
insurgents, or be ambushed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">When either
event occurred, the insurgents received a nasty surprise when the
roof hinged open and 4 Light Machine guns opened up on them. One Q
car had a spectacular success in January 1979 when they duped a
group of 9 insurgents from the Salisbury Detachment and several
Mujibas (local boys running with the insurgents as messengers and
scouts) and managed to kill 7 insurgents and 3 mujibas. The
documents from these kills in the Northern Chikwakwa TTL added to
the building intelligence picture.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> After this
incident, the Q car cover was obviously blown in the area, Jeffrey
was returned to Enterprise and the Q car went to another area
painted another colour.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">January also saw
a dramatic increase in the numbers of insurgents in the area to the
north east of Salisbury, farm attacks, store robberies, destruction
of herds of cattle and landmines. The insurgents were being
funnelled into the area from the Nehanda sector, from Mozambique
through the mount Darwin and Madziwa TTL route, and from the
Chaminuka sector through Mtoko and Mrewa. It was of note that even
though the sector boundary between the Nehanda and Chaminuka sector
was basically the Shamva road, the Salisbury detachment members
operated across both sectors.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The local
population in the TTLs suffered badly, the insurgents were concerned
they were losing control of the area, and thereby their chance of
attacking Salisbury, and carried out many atrocities on the locals,
in particular in areas where the SFA were seen to be gaining
ascendency. Attacks on farms and road ambushes were commonplace, as
were the indiscriminate landmines, often claiming busses filled with
locals as victims.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">An ambush
carried out in the Hatcliffe area of Borrowdale on the 13<sup>th</sup>
January 1979 resulted in the death of 15 year old schoolboy Colin
Tilley, and the wounding of his parents. Walls Hill Ground Coverage
Base in Umwidsidale was ineffectually attacked during the same
month, both attacks well within the city limits.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Special Branch
Officers from Bindura and Enterprise had been submitting detailed
Top Secret reports of the intelligence gained from documents,
captures, locals, informers to T desk in Salisbury from the middle
of 1978 relating to the threat to Salisbury, but a few individuals
at T desk seemed determined to ignore this intelligence, included in
which was a warning of their intention to attack economic targets
within the city.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At 0930 on the
8th February 1979 a District development Funds truck was ambushed
just north of the Mtoko road on its way to the Chikwakwa Keep loaded
with provisions and escorted by 5 District assistants. The truck was
immobilised, the driver along with one DA killed, and three DAs
captured by the Insurgents. One fled the scene and luckily was
located on the main tar road by passing SB personnel from
Enterprise. An immediate follow up was instituted, using 8 PATU men
from Enterprise on their Motorcycles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Tracks were
located from the ambush and followed towards the Nyadiri River where
the insurgents intended to cross into the Mangwende, which by then
was a rest and recuperation area for them as security force
personnel seldom ventured into this liberated area. On this occasion
the bikes caught up with the insurgents and a contact ensued, with
one insurgent being killed by the PATU men, and one of the captured
DAs showed great bravery and initiative by using the distraction of
the contact to wrestle an AK from an Insurgent and shoot him dead.
The other DA fled and were located by the Bike sticks shortly
afterwards.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was by now
late in the afternoon, but the insurgents could still be seen in the
river line and sporadic contacts were ongoing. A request for Fire
Force had been made at the initial contact, and a K Car and two G
cars arrived, with a very arrogant fire force commander on board. He
flew up and down the river a few times and told the PATU men they
were shooting at nothing, and that he was going to return to his
base. As the K car turned over the river, it received a sheet of
tracer, with two bullets through the front Plexiglas of the
helicopter. The K Car commander was obviously wrong about there
being no insurgents in the river line. The K car put down some 20
mm cannon into the area of the firing, and then the commander told
the PATU men to ambush the area overnight, and as it was getting
dark, the small fire force was now going back to base. The PATU
tracker, Andy Hartell told the fire force commander to get stuffed,
and that he would carry on the follow up as he saw fit, and was not
going to waste time with pointless ambushes as the birds had now
flown.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">More
importantly, the Insurgent the DA had shot was a platoon commander
from the Salisbury section, Happy Trigger, and he had a detailed
note book on the Salisbury detachment which was to prove vital in
the establishing of exactly what the threat posed by this
detachment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The note book
carried the following information.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Salisbury Sub
Detachment .Chaminuka (Names were aliases, called chimurenga names)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Commander:
Masweet Kunaka</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Political
Commissar: P. Nziyo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Security
Officer.: Martin Mazarura</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Medical Officer:
Norton</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Salisbury
Section.: Sabotage.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Section
Commander: Muhumbira Kupisa</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Political
Commissar.: Roy Shupo</span></div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Security
Officer: Pondai Mabunhu</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Logistics
Officer: Tendayi Nyika </span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Medical Officer:
Montgomery Moto. </span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Platoon
Commander: Happy Trigger - Bob Bouncer - Manesi</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Insurgent
strengths were listed as follows: Chaminuka Sector.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Mangwende TTL.
North: 240 Trained Insurgents</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Mangwende TTL.
South: 170 Trained Insurgents</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">North Chikwakwa
TTL: 30 Trained Insurgents</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">South Chikwakwa
TTL<br />12 Trained
Insurgents
</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Nehanda Sector.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Msana TTL:
170 Trained Insurgents</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Chinamora TTL:
90 Trained Insurgents</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Salisbury
Townships : 20 Trained Insurgents</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">There was a long
list of rifle serial numbers allocated to individuals, a list of
ordinance which included TM 46 land mines, 51, Mortar bombs 123,
RPG rockets 34, British rocket 8 ( the 3,5 Inch rocket launcher) and
12300 bullets, obviously 7.62 mm intermediate AK/RPD rounds.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">There was also
comment on plans for the section to attack schools, cinemas,
restaurants, power stations and homes of prominent Rhodesian
individuals in Salisbury.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">This information
was related to T Desk and Comops post haste, and the seeds for
Operation Enterprise finally germinated. SB Bindura and Enterprise
were ordered by SALOPS to produce an intelligence briefing for an
Operational orders meeting to be held on the 4th April at KGV1
barracks at 1800 hours. Someone in the hierarchy had finally taken
notice of this threat that existed under their very noses.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Selous
Scouts were deployed in a reconnaissance Pseudo role into the South
Western Chinamora TTL and into the Northern Mangwende where the
areas were frozen, and they began to feed back confirmation that the
area was swarming with insurgents with evil intentions on the
Capital City, and the upcoming elections. The SB element of the
Scouts, along with their intelligence officer added their
contribution to the picture.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><u>THE PLAN
UNFOLDS.</u></b></span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At 1800 hours
precisely on the 4th April, the briefing room at KGV1 Barracks, Army
Headquarters, filled up with Officers from the Army, Air Force,
Military Intelligence, BSAP, Special Branch, Central Intelligence
Organisation and Internal Affairs. The RLI, RAR, Selous Scouts and
Rhodesia Regiment, and Rhodesian Artillery and Engineers were all
represented, and looked intently at the annotated map that was the
centre piece to the briefing.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The security
classification placed on the Operation was TOP SECRET, and measures
to limit compromise similar to an external raid were put in place.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> The Selous
Scouts intelligence Officer and Superintendent Keith Samler of SB
JOC Hurricane led the intelligence briefing, detailing the threat
posed by the Salisbury Detachment and detailing recent activities,
and the activities that were likely to occur if this threat was not
eliminated. There were many startled faces around the room, hardened
Soldiers who now realised that their homes and families faced a
clear and imminent danger. The detailed locations, strengths,
weapons, clothing of the Salisbury detachment were indicated, and
their modus operandi was discussed at length.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Colonel Ian
Bate, OC of the RLI then took over and advised he was going to give
the preliminary Operational orders, which would set about the
mobilisation of the necessary troops and Air Force element for
OPERATION ENTERPRISE, to commence on the 6<sup>th</sup> April, under
his command from the RLI Tactical Headquarters to be set up at the
Enterprise club on the morning of 7<sup>th</sup> April. He also
advised that a final detailed operation orders would be given at
1500 on the 6<sup>th</sup> April to company commanders, Air Force,
BSAP and Special Branch elements at the same briefing room.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The force levels
were to be formidable.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">RLI Tactical HQ
with the Mobile Resuscitation Unit, MRU, Rhodesian Medial Corps,
would position at Enterprise</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A jumbo fire
force comprising 2 K Cars, one with a 20 mm Matra cannon and the
other with the 4 barrelled .303 Browning “Dalmatian”, and 8 troop
carrying G cars would be based at Enterprise, with 1 Cdo RLI
providing the troops. One platoon of 1 Cdo RLI would provide the
parachute element for the Dakota based at New Sarum Air Base in
Salisbury, where two Cessna 337 Lynx Ground attack aircraft would
also be available. A jet element of aging Vampires would be
available.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Two armed PRAW
aircraft would be available from Charles Price Airfield, with one
positioning daily at the airstrip on Frascati Farm, in the northern
part of the Enterprise farming area. Rhodesian Corps of Engineers
were to position a Pookie mine detection vehicle at enterprise with
an infantry support element for mine clearing.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Company strength
of Rh. Artillery operating in an Infantry role, and 5 companies of
the Rhodesia Regiment were to provide the ground troops to be
deployed in a series of Observation posts in the Msana, Masembura,
Chikwakwa and Mangwende TTL. 2 Troop Selous Scouts, would be
deployed into the Chinamora TTL, and in the Eastern Mangwende TTL
which was frozen for them to enable them to operate in their Pseudo
role. The HQ element being based at the Borrowdale Country Club,
within the Salisbury city limits and an operational base was quietly
established at Mermaids Pool, the once popular resort that featured
a fine rock slide into the pool. The Msana TTL was immediately
adjacent to the resort, enabling Pseudo call signs to move in and
out without risk of compromise.</span></div>
</div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> 5 BSAP Patu
sticks would operate out of their base at Enterprise into the
Southern Chikwakwa TTL, along with their tracker element. They would
be under the command of Section Officer Keith Norton. One additional
SB officer was to be allocated to assist the resident SB officer at
Enterprise, and Detective Patrol Officer Tiny Coupar was allocated
this job. </span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Elements of the
SFA from Msana and Chinamora TTLs would be attached to some of the
troops, as their local knowledge would assist the troops in
detecting if the behaviour of the locals indicated and insurgent
presence. The SFA would not be informed until the operation was
under way to preserve security. </span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Colonel Bate
made it clear that the infiltration of the Observation Posts on the
night of the 6<sup>th</sup> April was critical to the success of the
Operation. The area concerned was ideal OP country, with many
granite kopjes’ and hills, but that also made a night walk in from
distance problematic.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The briefing
adjourned, and all elements retired to their respective bases to
plan and prepare for the upcoming operation. Stores and ammunition
were drawn, vehicles allocated, aircraft prepared, fuelled and
armed. SB officers pressed their intelligence sources for any last
minute information and changes in the insurgent numbers and
location.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At 1500 hrs on
the 6<sup>th</sup> April, Colonel Bate with his adjutant Lieutenant
Gordon “Jug” Thornton, and RLI Intelligence Officer Captain Brian
Streak carried out the detailed briefing for the deployment of the
allocated troops, including their OP positions, drop off points,
walk in routes, and the full gambit of radio call signs, sitrep
times and Fire Force call out procedures. By 1800 the show was on
the road. </span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> </span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Early the
following morning, the RLI Tactical HQ and part of 1 Commando, RLI,
under the command of Lt Rick Van Malsen, moved in on the Enterprise
Base, specifically the area adjacent to the Squash Court, in the
trees that lined the edge of the 5 th fairway on the golf course.
The Mobile Resuscitation unit set up behind the squash court, where
it could be connected to piped water and electrical power. Corporal
Skippy Skipworth-Michel , Rhodesian Medical Corps, secured the tent
awnings and checked the equipment lists, preparing as the Medics
always did, for the worst.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> The troops
spread out along the tree line, set up their bivies and dug shell
scrapes where MAG machine guns were positioned in a defensive
perimeter. The mess tents and kitchen were unloaded and set up and
the admin clerks set out all the maps, radio communications and
telex link.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Air Force
Control Tent set up alongside the cricket and rugby field, with
their tall aerials dwarfing those of the RLI Operations Tent. Drums
of Avtur fuel were laid out on the field ready for the choppers to
guzzle up, and a pile of reserve drums was set up on the edge of the
field for future use.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Lt. Colonel Ian
Bate arrived with his HQ team of Major Pat Armstrong, Adjutant Lt
Jug Thornton, Intelligence Officer Lt Brian Streak, and the all
important Regimental Sergeant Major Ken Reed. The RLI Doctor, Major
Cliff Webster and his medical staff manned the MRU.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At about 10 am,
some of the Alouette 3 helicopters arrived and settled on the field,
the balance where waiting to bring in some further RLI troops,
including 1 Cdo Officer Commanding, Major Fred Watts, from their
Cranborne Barracks outside Salisbury Airport, where the balance of
the Commando troops waited with the Dakotas to be deployed in the
parachute role. The pilots were a mix of experience and nervous
newcomers, with a few South African Air Force pilots, thrown in.
They were in Rhodesia under the secret Operation Polo, South African
Military assistance to the security forces. Wing Commander Rob
Tasker was there to settle in the communications and logistics, and
left the “drivers’ to check their aircraft and weapons with their
every busy technician /gunners. Flight Lieutenants’ Bud Cockcroft,
Nigel Lamb, Pete Simmons, Air Lieutenants’ Ian Henderson, Alistair
Thorogood and Dave Shirley were among the early arrivals. The K cars
set off for the large dam on Frascati Farm to calibrate their
weapons, firing at a “floating rock” in the middle of the dam.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The
technician/gunners carried out their endless maintenance tasks on
the choppers, working tirelessly to ensure every chopper was ready
to fly at a moment’s notice.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Observation
Posts were called up, their positions checked and verified, radio
channels tested and a relay station, manned by the Corps of Signals
flown to the granite Kopje called Domborembudzi, just inside the
Mangwende TTL to provide additional coverage for the radio channels.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Some of the OP s
reported interesting walk ins to their position, at least two had
fleeting contacts with insurgents in the dark, some were a distance
from where they should have been, but all were set up and looking
for signs of insurgent activity.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b><u>BATTLE
COMMENCES</u></b>.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Major Fred Watts
was scarcely airborne at midday from Cranborne barracks when the
operation frequency crackled into life with a Selous Scouts OP
reporting a sighting of 15 insurgents in the Eastern Mangwende TTL .
By the time he landed, and rapidly changed out of his town uniform
into his bush camouflage, the position of the insurgents had been
pinpointed, and a line of approach for the 7 choppers settled on. A
lynx was ordered airborne, and the para Dakota was put on immediate
standby for callout if required.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was eleven
minutes flying to the target, and the OP s talk took the Fire Force
directly over the insurgents position, where the K Car immediately
engaged them, while the G cars positioned the STOP s , each
comprising 4 soldiers, in position. Each stop was in radio contact
with the K car, and the elaborate, deadly chess game begun.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Lynx aircraft put in
a ground attack in the insurgents position, using the twin .303
Browning front guns and dropping Frantan with deadly accuracy. Some
insurgents returned fire at the choppers and the troops, while other
fled, or tried to snivel into the cover of a small river line.
Steadily the K car guided the stops through the river line, clearing
ahead of them with the high explosive 20 mm cannon shells. The stops
winkled out those insurgents hiding in the river line, their MAG
machine guns taking a toll on the insurgents that had not been
knocked down by the K Car, and making sure the ones that were down
were dead. Two insurgents surrendered to STOP 2, one wounded in the
legs, and they were lifted out by G car as quickly as possible.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">After about four
hours, and a re- sweep of the contact area by the stops, there were
13 dead insurgents, 15 weapons ranging from a RPD Machine Gun, to
AKs and old SKS rifles. A RPG 7 rocket launcher and several grenades
were also recovered, along with the usual packs and the inevitable
notebook normally carried by the section commander. Bodies were left
where they lay, the local TTL population would bury them in days to
come.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Stops were
recovered by the G Cars and flown back to Enterprise, where Lt Rick
Van Malsen had been dealing with another sighting by a PATU stick
in the Southern Chikwakwa. They had 6 insurgents visual and had
watched them go into cover in a vegetable garden near a kraal line.
It was too late for the Fire force to deploy to this sighting, so
Rick called up the second Lynx and asked the PATU stick to indicate
the target to the Pilot for him to put in a rocket and Frantan
strike. The strike went in at last light, and tracer was seen being
fired at the Lynx from the area of the garden where the strike went
in. Rick ordered three of the PATU sticks in the area to base up
together and be ready to sweep the area of the strike at first light
the following morning.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The two captures
were met on landing by SB details, who hooded them to hide their
identity and whisked them to their office for immediate
interrogation. The wounded one was taken via the MRU for Doc Webster
do attend to, which was done quickly as his wounds were mainly
shrapnel from the K car cannon shells.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The weapons and
documents were collected from the incoming G cars, and brought to
the SB offices.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Captures were
the lifeblood of current intelligence; from them the size of the
group, their intentions, the individuals in the group, and the
whereabouts of other groups can all be obtained. The captures are in
a state of shock, expecting to be summarily executed, or tortured,
and once they find out they are not, generally they spill out their
story within a short time. Both the captures were cadres, (trooper)
and had been armed with SKS rifles. Their section leader was Manesi
and the section had been 19 strong, so the kill/capture of 15 was
very good result and a testament to the high number of stops
available on the ground at the time.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The unwounded
capture was reunited with his weapon, without any bullets, and his
pack, and taken off by SB/Selous Scouts liaison officer to be
placed on the ground with the Selous Scouts that had called in the
fire force on him that afternoon. He would be “turned” to the
Rhodesian cause, and used to authenticate the Selous Scouts call
sign in the area as “survivors’” of the contact looking for
assistance from other insurgents. This would hopefully lead them to
another group’s area, where they could set up another OP and talk
the fire force onto them as well.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The immediate
intelligence gained from the wounded capture was discussed and
planned on in the evening Mini-Joc meeting held in the Operations
Tent, where changes in call out procedures for the fire force were
made to cope with the high number of callouts. Fred Watts would head
out to the first call out with all the choppers, and once the stops
were down on the ground, the K car with Fred commanding from, and
one G car would remain in the contact area and the other K car and 7
G cars would return to Enterprise for Rick van Malsen to deploy in
to the next sighting. The ParaDak could also bring in fresh troops
as required to the contact areas.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB personnel
continued to link up weapon numbers with individual insurgent names,
all noted in the section commanders notebook, to establish who had
probably been killed. Manesi, the section commander’s weapon was
there, so it was likely he had been killed along with most of his
men. This information was all collated into a situation report,
Sitrep, prepared on a well worn typewriter. The main events of the
day were reported to the JOC Hurricane and SALOPS, by a radio
message given on the scramble radio frequency. The detailed sitrep
would be sent to T desk, Salisbury by the next SB individual going
that way.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Once it had been
digested by the SB hierarchy, the ladies in the registry would pick
out the detail, and make changes to existing cards on known
insurgents, or establish new ones where required along with weapon
numbers and other relevant information. The weapons went to the BSAP
armoury where ballistic tests were carried out by armourer experts
such as Supt Don Hollingworth. Weapons were matched to other
incidents and often a pattern emerged showing where the individual
insurgent had fired the weapon previously. This may have been in
another contact, a murder of a local, a store robbery or farm
attack.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One of the
SB/Selous Scouts liaison officers from the Scouts “fort” in Bindura
arrived to take the wounded capture to the fort where he would be
further medically treated, and turned, and probably join the SFA in
the Msana within a short time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Fresh
intelligence was gained from a good SB source, a black businessman
who lived in Salisbury but had shops in several of the TTLs. He
always gave his information when contacted by telephone by his SB
handler from Enterprise. He had news of a group of insurgents living
near Tsati School in the Chinamora TTL, incidentally about 5 minutes
flying time from Enterprise. It was the Selous Scouts area, so this
was passed to them on secure radio channels, for them to confirm the
presence either on the ground or from OP. If contact was made with
this group, and kills occurred, the informers reward was R$ 1000-00
per kill, which could amount to a tidy sum.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At around 10 pm,
just when exhausted men were turning in, a call came from SALOPS to
advise that the main SFA base in the Chinamora TTL was under heavy
attack. The SFA were fighting back at an aggressive attack from some
80 insurgents, who were using rifles, mortars and rocket propelled
grenades. The attack continued until around 3 am, when the
insurgents broke off contact, having tried to breach the south wall
and being repulsed with casualties. Two SFA casualties were
reported from inside the base, wounded, and everyone waited for
first light. The SB and SFA liaison officers in the base contributed
greatly to the defence. Hans Sittig and Dave Nixon were tired men
the following morning.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Day 2 dawned
with the SFA doing a clearance patrol of their camp perimeter, where
they located 4 dead insurgents, a lot of blood spoor leaving the
area, some 6000 cartridge cases, mortars, and a 75mm recoilless
rifle with ammunition. Luckily the insurgents had not been expert in
the use of this weapon; otherwise the end result might have been
very different. The insurgents had broken into groups and had headed
back into the area of the Msana and Chinamora where the OP s were
situated for OP Enterprise. COMOPS made sure this attack, and the
defence, received the attention of the press, to give the image of
the SFA in general a boost.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The first
contact of the day came from the three PATU sticks tasked to sweep
the area of the late evening Lynx strike, when they received a good
“rev” as they approached the area. Taking cover and returning fire,
they called for fire force, which was duly dispatched in the shape
of one K car flown by Air Lieutenant Ian Henderson with Major Fred
Watts as ground commander, and 4 G cars with stops on board. A lynx
was scrambled from New Sarum and arrived over the scene at the same
time as the choppers. As the K car came into the orbit, heavy fire
was directed at it from the tree line near a kraal, and Ian called
in the lynx for a strike with rockets and front gun. Stops were
dropped, and joined up with the PATU sticks in sweeping towards the
area of the strike.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The insurgents
and some civilians broke cover and headed toward the Nyagui river,
on the Mangwende TTL boundary some 2 km distant, firing as they
went. The K car knocked several down, and the stops and PATU put in
their contribution. One insurgent was cornered near a large gum
tree, and was using it for cover from the K car, shuffling around
the big trunk to keep away from the K car cannon. A PATU stick was
moved up to get this fellow from the ground, but before they did, he
gave the K car a full magazine from his AK, and Ian had his eyebrow
lacerated by a piece of shrapnel. Blood poured out of the wound, and
he was hard pressed to swing the K car away, and land in an open
field before the swirling blood cut off his vision completely. The
PATU stick chased down and killed the insurgent a short distance
away, and went across to the landed K car to find that Ian had been
bandaged up, and was ready to fly again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">By now the scene
had wound down, and weapons and equipment were being recovered, SB
details arrived by land rover, and took over the weapons and packs
as the stops emplaned again and flew back to Enterprise. One trooper
had been shot in the foot, and hobbled to the G car under the care
of his stick medic.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> With the help
of the PATU sticks, the contact area was swept and more weapons and
packs located. 11 insurgent bodies and weapons were found, 5 bodies
of mujibas, some with stick grenades in their pockets, and four
civilians, two of them women had been killed in the contact.
Civilian deaths are inevitable in this type of warfare, sadly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The other half
of the Fire force had reacted to a sighting in the Msana TTL, where
an OP from Rhodesian Artillery troops had a group of 7 insurgent’s
visual moving east along a river line. Due to the wind direction,
they heard the approaching choppers and bomb shelled into heavy
cover below a large granite kopje, where the OP lost sight of them.
The choppers scoured the area, and eventually spotted two of them in
dense tree cover and the K Car fired on them. The insurgents kept
moving as the cannon shells were exploding on the tree canopy, so
stops were dropped to cut them off. Stop 2 chased after them and
drove them into stop 3 and 4, who killed them. The stops then swept
back over the area and located a youth hiding in some sense bush, he
surrendered and was captured.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The youth was
handed over to SB when the choppers returned to Enterprise; he
admitted he was a mujiba, and that he had been with six insurgents
that morning. They had been part of the attack on the SFA base last
night and were heading back to join the rest of their section at
Machaponda School. This information was passed to Col Bate, and he
ordered one of the OP s in that area to move overnight closer to the
school and observe. The mujiba was held in the stockade for the
meantime.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At the
Operations meeting that evening, Col Bate advised that there were
three potential “scenes” brewing for the morning, one with the
scouts in the Mangwende, and two others in the Chinamora TTL, where
OP s were hoping to confirm Insurgent presences after first light.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Once it was
dark, and callouts were not possible most of the troops retired to
the club bar where they proceeded to reduce the alcohol stocks
dramatically, but by about 10 pm all was quiet as everyone rested up
for another day ahead.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Day three dawned
with the OP s quiet, waiting for the sun to fill the shadows so they
could look for the insurgents in their hiding places. Many of them
went to ground at night in huts, and the OP had to wait until they
emerged into view. The chopper crews serviced their aircraft and did
running repairs while the troops wandered over for breakfast while
they waited the siren for call out. The hard working signallers and
clerks in the operations tent update troop movements and sent
sitreps, ration and ammunition requests as required.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A member of the
Rhodesian Intelligence Corps, RIC, called in just after breakfast to
advise on the planning for upcoming first all race elections, due on
17<sup>th</sup> April. 1000 polling stations were to be placed and
manned country wide, and the biggest call-up of territorial and
reserve military, police reserve, internal affairs, and guard force
was being made to try to ensure that the people could vote in the
rural areas free of intimidation from the insurgents. It was a big
ask.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">To top that,
Bishop Abel Muzorerwa, a member of the current transitional
government and leader of the UANC party was to make a campaign visit
to the Chinamora, Msana and Chikwakwa TTLs in three days time. He
was going to fly by “loaned” South African “civilian” helicopters to
various business centres, and vehicles were to be allocated to
ensure the local population attended the meetings, and were
protected from insurgent attack. This task fell largely to the
Uniform Branch of the BSAP, but troops would be moved to these areas
as well to provide early warning and protection.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Mid morning was
interrupted by a thunderclap explosion typical of a landmine,
normally a TM 46, just to the north west of Enterprise Base, and the
response party located a road department mine protected 7 ton truck
lying at the grid that led the gravel Denda road onto the main
Shamva tar road. In the opposite ditch, luckily still upright was a
Peugeot sedan with a very surprised looking local farmer and PATU
man, Peter Howson standing next to it, rifle in hand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Peter had
coincidentally been driving past at the exact moment that the roads
department truck had hit the mine, and the blast had thrown his
vehicle into the ditch, luckily with minimal damage. The Roads truck
had the front wheel blown off, but the mine protection had saved the
three man crew, save for their eardrums.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Rhodesian
Engineer Corp were summoned with their Pookie mine detecting
vehicle, and a sweep of the gravel roads in the vicinity was carried
out. A message was put out on the farm agric-alert radio network for
farmers to be extra vigilant for landmines on their roads. Within a
few hours, the Pookie had located another mine, on the access road
to Chabweno farm. A farm vehicle tracks could be seen passing over
the mine, but just missing the pressure detonator, a lucky escape
for that individual. The mine was lifted and recovered by the
engineers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The first OP to
call in with a sighting was in the Msana, but were looking across
into the Northern Chikwakwa where they reported a group of 10 -12
insurgents in a kraal line, appearing to have settled under the
mango trees. The area around was open sandy fields, so it was
decided that one K car with 4 g cars with stops would react to this
sighting, and the para dak would drop additional troops to the north
east of the kraal to cut off escape that way. The dak could drop 16
troops from low level, and this was easy landing country, not the
rock and tree strewn areas the paras often had to jump into.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Off went the
aircraft, and as the K car pulled up over the target, the paradak
trundled in and spilled its men out onto the ground. The stops were
dropped, and it looked like the insurgents were totally encircled.
The OP had not seen them move from the mango trees, but when the
sweep line arrived there, no sign of them. They had to be in the
huts and small brick houses, and the troops were ordered to search
them, a job they hated. Some civilians were found, but no one armed,
so the K car Commander told the troops to search again. This time,
one of the stick leader felt the hairs on his neck stand up as he
entered a house, but again he could not see anything. The insurgent
holding on to the rafters in the dark roof of the house moved, and
made a sound, and suddenly all was clear. The stick leader fired up
at the noise, and received a burst of fire back that hit him in the
forearm, luckily a flesh wound. He staggered out of the hut and
yelled, in the roofs, fire into the roofs, they are hiding there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Once the dust
had settled, several houses were ablaze from the tracer, four
insurgent bodies were located, and five weapons. It was likely that
the fifth insurgent had died in one of the blazing huts, but the
others had somehow escaped the attentions of all the troops and the
K car. Parachutes were collected, and the troops flow back in relays
to Enterprise, from where the paras went back to barracks by truck.
The wounded stick leader was patched up by Doc Webster and his
medics, and was back in the fray.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One of the BSAP
“crocodile” armoured vehicles radioed in from the Shamva road near
Lions head, a prominent granite hill, advising that they had been
ambushed in the cuttings near to the hill, but they had returned
fire and suffered no casualties. One K car, with 2 G cars reacted,
loaded with stops made up of RLI base staff, the rest of the men
were out on one of the callouts that had come in during the day, and
the para dak had been called into action again. A second jump for
the day for some of the parachutists. Stick Medic Trooper Chris
Norton jumped twice that day, and a world record of three jumps into
contact in one day was established by Corporal Des Archer of 1
Commando RLI.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span lang="EN-ZA">Trooper Chris Norton, my
late younger brother, stick medic with 1 Cdo RLI during Op
Enterprise.<br />
He was mainly used in the para role.</span></span></b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>My late father and brother. BSAP SPECIAL RESERVE Warden Terry Norton (Mount Pleasant) and <br />Trooper Chris Norton. (1Cdo RLI. 1979)</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Police
reservists Ted Willis, Jack Wheeler, Norman Carle and Don Bulloch
talked the K car onto where they had been ambushed, and the stops
swept through the area, locating one body, an AK and a 60 mm mortar.
There was also blood spoor leading off to the TTL, but as it was
late in the day, a follow up was not possible. Ted and his men were
very pleased with their efforts; Norman had been manning the mounted
Browning .303 machine gun, and had sent back heavy fire when they
were ambushed. All their practise with, and care of the browning,
had paid off, and a few well deserved beers were consumed that
night.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Ops meeting
that evening highlighted the fact that the insurgents were
definitely more aggressive, and despite the high force levels they
showed no sign of leaving the area. The incidents of landmines had
increased and the SFA camps reported being fired on at night. The
body count was now 31 killed and 2 captures, not bad going
considered that probably meant at least double that number had been
wounded. Security force casualties had been only wounded.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">By day 4, a
pattern was emerging, early morning saw scenes not cleared up
overnight sorted out, and at least one vehicle would hit a landmine
in one of the TTLs. Once the sun was up and the OP s could see into
the areas that had been in shadow, tentative sightings came in, and
were confirmed by mid morning. The fire force would head for the
most promising sighting, and most of the G cars would recover back
to Enterprise, load more Stops and head out for the next scene
assisted by the para dak, and the second Lynx. Fred Watts and Rick
Von Malsen, with the pilots and gunners, were getting in some
serious hours in the air. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A civilian bus
hit a landmine on the Denda road in the Chinamora, with many
casualties, and Guard force vehicle hit another in the Mangwende
TTL. A Guard Force member from the keep in Chikwakwa was found shot
dead near the gate of the keep. He had evidently sneaked out into
the nearby kraal the previous night to find some beer, and had been
caught by the insurgents there and executed. The entire fire force
was called up to the Bushu TTL, in the Mount Darwin area, to a
sighting of a big group of insurgents with heavy weapons. Despite a
day of searching, nothing was located, and worse still, two
confirmed sightings were reported by the Enterprise OP s, but could
not be reacted to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">By now Operation
Enterprise was flavour of the month, and many high ranking officers
made liaison visits, it had never been easier to visit the “sharp
end”, a mere twenty minute drive from Salisbury, and they could rub
shoulders with the fighting men. The hierarchy of SB T desk suddenly
tried to make out this Operation had been their idea, despite their
voiced scepticism in the beginning, and demands for updated reports
came thick and fast. At one point the three SB members on the
ground, run ragged with attending and documenting the contacts,
attacks, murders and landmines told T desk to take a hike, the
reports would come when they could find time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The fire force
commander were becoming very adept at making a plan to get as many
scenes attended to as possible, sometimes lifting Observation Post
troops by G car and deploying them as stop lines, using every able
man in base, cooks were not exempt, and utilising the paradak to its
fullest. The Selous Scouts had infiltrated the Chinamora TTL, and
were passing back accurate information as the insurgent presence in
that area, but requesting no offensive action until they had set the
targets up comprehensively. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On the night of
the 10<sup>th</sup>, Colga and Strathlorne farms, both on the
boundary of the Chikwakwa TTL came under attack with small arms,
mortars and rockets. Some damage was done to the homesteads, and a
tractor was set alight at Colga. The labour force were routed from
the compound and fled into the surrounding bush and agricultural
land. The farmers, their wives and their “bright lights” returned
fire, and set off Adams grenades located on the perimeter two meter
diamond mesh fence. Reaction in the form of Police reserve and PATU
went to the farms, using predetermined “safe routes” which avoided
the primary roads that would almost certainly be mined or have
ambushes laid on them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">PATU tracker,
Andy Hartell had established a good relationship with the dog
section of the BSAP, and called out the duty member with his dog,
and was on tracks at about 3 am, in the dark, with the dog on a long
leash. Andy had used this tactic successfully a few times already,
and surprised the insurgents he was following at first light, when
they thought the follow up would only be starting. On this occasion
he, the dog and handler and a patu stick surprised the insurgents
where they were resting up near the Nyagui river crossing. They
killed one insurgent and two mujibas in the initial contact, while
the others fled across the River into the Mangwende TTL. The
choppers were all busy, so the information was passed the Grey
Scouts, a mounted unit now operating in that area. With their high
mobility on their horses, they located two further insurgents within
two hours and killed them as well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The MRU was
being kept busy with wounded civilians, some children, who were
being brought in from contact sites. They did their best to repair
the damage and sent the severely wounded ones to Harare Hospital for
further treatment. The civilian’s didn’t always survive, and became
another casualty statistic. RLI Padre Bill Blakeway was often on
hand to council soldiers and civilians and tried to ease the pain of
this war.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The farmers were
a brave lot, but on occasion they were foolhardy. Some would push
their luck returning well into the late afternoon from Salisbury,
and driving at breakneck speeds on the Salisbury to Shamva road that
passed through a part of the Msana TTL. A Shamva farmer did that,
and was ambushed close to the Lions head cutting and was killed in
the ensuing crash that occurred when his car was hit by several
bullets. An OP on the edge of Lions head hill witnessed the ambush,
but could do nothing as it was almost dark. Police reserve reaction
sticks from Enterprise recovered the farmer’s body, and he became
another loss to his family and farming colleagues.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Keith Norton had
arranged for Bishop Abel Muzorerwa to have captive audiences at
three business centres the next day, and Colonel Bate made suitable
arrangements for any insurgents that might wish to disrupt these
meetings to be spotted and dealt with. As it transpired, small
crowds of largely press ganged locals listed to the bishop make
promises to stop the war, either by defeating Zanla or reaching a
peace deal with them. It would be the first time all these people
had been presented with the chance to vote, and there was a quiet
keen interest in this aspect of his address. The Bishop hopped from
one meeting to another is his “loaned ‘South African registered Bell
Jet ranger, complete with bodyguards. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The call outs
continued through the day, with three confirmed sightings being
reacted to, but as these were all smaller groups, the kill rate was
only 7, with two wounded mujibas being captured in the Msana. They
were duly interrogated by SB, and both confirmed that the leadership
of the Salisbury Detachment had gone into the Mangwende to collect
fresh men and equipment, and were expected to return in two days
time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Colonel Bate
contacted the Selous Scouts and the Grey Scouts in the Mangwende,
and advised them of the information, it would be ideal to locate the
leadership and eliminate them there. The PATU sticks were alerted
to ambush known river crossing points from the Mangwende TTL for the
next two days.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Day 5 was quiet,
and the troops, pilots and technician/gunners hung around until a
game of volley ball started. Then someone produced a rugby ball, and
pretty soon a fierce game was on the go on the rugby field, two of
the choppers having to be moved to free up the field. Others took to
the more sedate game of golf on the 9 hole course that surrounded
the Club, and the really lazy ones went to the swimming pool.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The siren
finally went at 1600 hours, a call out by an OP near Lions head
again, with a group of 5 insurgents visual in a river line. Lt Rick
Von Malsen was the designated first wave K Car commander for the
day, he and Major Fred Watts alternated to try to ease the pressure,
and Major Pat Armstrong filled in where necessary. Rick had to be
lifted by the K Car from the eighth fairway where he was about to
finish his putt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The talk on to
the target was spot on by the OP, and three of the insurgents went
down to the cannon in the initial minute of the contact. The other
two were trapped, and put up fierce resistance from good cover in
the river line. The stops on the ground closed on the two
insurgents, and in the ensuing contact Trooper Keith Prowse was
wounded by shrapnel from the K car when the gunner fired too close
to his position. Luckily a hefty tree branch took most of the
shrapnel, and Keith was only wounded in the lower leg. One of the
insurgents was killed by the stop, and the other badly wounded and
flown back to the MRU for treatment just as it was getting dark.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The insurgent
was very badly wounded, and Doctor Cliff Webster had to amputate a
forearm and a leg above the knee, and did his best to stabilise the
very ill man for most of the night. A SB detail did his best to get
some information from him during moments of lucidity, but all he
could really establish was his name. He was Redman Nyika, and he
died in the early hours of the morning from his wounds.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A call in the
morning of day 6 to the SB registry showed Redman Nyika as a section
commander in the Salisbury Detachment, and as usual the note book he
carried and the weapon numbers gave the identity of his fallen
comrades. Sometime later three of the AK rifles were matched to the
ambush of the Shamva Farmer and to some extent, justice was done.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB personnel
at Enterprise tried to get to every contact, ambush, farm attack,
civilian murder as they possibly could, either by air or road, to
gather as much information in the shape or cartridge cases,
documents and interrogations of civilians that had been involved in,
or near the area of the incident. Most Police Stations had ground
coverage details, uniform members of the BSAP who carried out
intelligence gathering in support of the Special Branch were also in
spanned to assist in the small Kunzwe TTL, close to Goromonzi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was following
a visit to a contact scene in the Kunzwe, where a PATU stick had
ambushed a store and killed two insurgents and three mujibas in the
act of robbing the store that Goromonzi GC detail Section Officer
Alan Shout and Patrol Officer Pete Wessels were lucky to escape with
their lives. They were on their way back to the Police station from
the scene when they were ambushed by a group of 9 insurgents, their
truck was immobilised, Alan had his FN rifle hit and rendered
useless, but under covering fire from Pete and two Constables,
managed to extricate themselves from the ambush. By the time a Fire
Force arrived the insurgents were long gone, having tried to torch
the truck with little success.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On the quieter
days sport carried on at Enterprise, the rugby had become a sort of
never ending match, some squash and tennis rackets had been loaned
by local farmers, and golf was often on the go. The local farmers,
and club members from Salisbury, played their Saturday sport in the
mornings, so they could return home during the early afternoon to
avoid the ambushes that generally occurred in the late afternoon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On this
particular Saturday, there were a fair number of golfers, and the
bowls green was a hive of activity. A regular golf four ball of
elderly, but stoic ladies always played together and hacked their
way round the course, generally cursing their black caddy’s for
their poor form. When they reached the 4<sup>th</sup> hole, one
stout lady struck her ball into the bunker close to the MRU, and
strode towards the bunker to play her next shot. She adjusted her
glasses as she approached the bunker, as protruding from the sand
was a black arm and a leg. Somewhat nonplussed for a moment, she
decided attack was the best form of defence and struck the
appendages with her golf club, knocking them over. Her caddy dropped
her golf bag and fled, and very soon the MRU had four irate ladies
looking for the culprit. Not a medic was in sight, but cries of
mirth emanated from many areas, including the Ops room. Redman Nyika
limbs had been put to misuse.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Not to be
outdone, Air lieutenant Alister Thorogood flew his chopper low over
the bowls green “in error”, spreading the bowls far and wide and
lifting a few skirts above some aged knees. He landed a good
distance off and took a circuitous route back to his tent. Flight
Lieutenant Bud Cockcroft got an earful from an irate farmer’s wife
after he had tested his choppers guns on her dam, close to the club.
Her prize Egyptian Geese made an excellent moving target to practise
on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Corporal Dave
Masoccoi was somehow attached to the SB element of Enterprise as a supernumerary, having been injured in a military vehicle accident, and
his forte was arranging “entertainment” for the Club bar. He had
contact with various strippers and ladies of ill repute, and once a
week would organise a “show” for the troops at the club. He would
collect the “ladies” from Salisbury in an armoured Hyena vehicle,
and sneak them into the clubhouse where the show would be launched.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On one occasion
he recruited the famous Zilla, a well known stripper whose party
piece was a large python. On this occasion the python was not
involved, just Zilla removing her clothing in the middle of the
large hall at the club, with lathering troopies, and officers,
ogling on at her. He minder, a large bouncer type man was seated off
to the side collecting the R$2 fee from the watchers. In residence
at the club was a small terrier type dog called Jack, who was
extremely curious. Just as Zilla had removed all her clothing, and
was gyrating on the floor to the beat of some music, Jack sauntered
up to her, smelled her nether regions, and sneezed violently. The
watchers collapsed in gales of laughter, many crying with mirth.
Zilla and her minder took the opportunity to make a break back to
the Hyena for Dave to return them to Salisbury, and none of the
watchers minded the show being cut short, Jack had made it for them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On another
occasion Dave was approached by 3 ladies who were topless barmaids,
and wanted to come out to Enterprise to do their thing. Dave duly
collected them and they appeared behind the bar, clad only in bikini
bottoms. The bar was five deep, and they were greeted with an
appreciative howl, that became a little muted when the assembled
masses had a good look at them. They were definitely ladies, not
girls, and one had a pronounced hunchback! However as the beer went
down their beauty became enhanced and a late night was had by all.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">In the early
hours of the morning, Dave headed back to Salisbury in the Hyena
with the barmaids and made an error of judgement as he turned onto
the Shamva – Salisbury road, and flopped the Hyena into the ditch
and onto its side. Luckily the ladies had been in their seatbelts,
but Dave rolled around a bit, and was dazed and confused when
assistance arrived from Enterprise, in response to his somewhat
garbled radio message.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The ladies were
returned to their lodgings, and Dave was taken to the casualty at
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parirenyatwa_Hospital">Andrew Flemming hospital</a> to be checked out and have a few stitches.
The Hyena was righted and no-one was the wiser, they were
extraordinarily tough vehicles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Dave was waiting
in one of the casualty cubicles to be examined when the duty Sister
came in, and asked him how he was. He mumbled something and put his
hand up the Sisters dress, and received a resounding slap for his
trouble. He lapsed off to sleep, finally succumbing to a long night
of beer, a vehicle accident, and a good clout. He was back on duty
two days later.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Dawn again
brought the advice of sightings, and breakfast was wolfed down while
waiting for the inevitable siren wail signalling the fire force call
out. The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pookie_%28vehicle%29">Pookie </a>was out sweeping the roads for mines, and the
administrative staff carried out their tasks to ensure all items
required to keep the TAC HQ fully functional were available. Some
troops changed over, some going on courses, some on leave or R and
R, and were replaced by fresh men to fill their posts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Selous
Scouts working in the Mangwende and Chinamora had established the
pattern of several groups of insurgents and Major Pat Armstrong,
acting OC while Colonel Bate was in Salisbury for two days, decided
a visit was needed to the Selous Scouts command post at the
Borrowdale Club. He and Captain Brian Streak, and the Enterprise SB
officer climbed aboard a G Car and headed for Borrowdale Country
Club, flying over the up market residential areas of Glen Lorne,
Helensvale and Borrowdale. It was the weekend so many of the
inhabitants had already taken to their pools on this hot day, and
Ian Henderson flew low enough to have a good look at the girls
waving at the passing helicopter. The war really was close to
Salisbury.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> A plan was made
to strike two of the targets identified by the Scouts a little later
in the day. One was in the Mangewende, again near Domborembudzi
hill, and the other was not far from the Domboshawa Business centre
in the Chinamora. Pat was going to split the fire force and attack
both targets at about the same time, additionally utilising the
paradak and three vampire jets on the larger Mangwende target, said
to number 30, and the Lynx on the 10 insurgents in the Chinamora.
Fred Watts was to be in the K car for the Mangwende, and Rick Van
Malsen in the other.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At about noon
both Fire forces headed off, and first contact was made by Rick and
his men in the Chinamora, a shorter flying distance away. The Scouts
information and talk on was spot on, and within two hours six dead
insurgents, five mujibas and two civilians were dead and three brick
houses had been razed to the ground. Seven weapons were brought back
to Enterprise, along with packs and the notebooks. One insurgent had
a good supply of dagga cobs on him, and this was distributed
clandestinely among the troops for use after hours. The notebooks
showed this group had been resupplied in the past few days with
weapons, mines and extra personnel fresh from Mozambique , having
routed in via Marymount Mission, the Chiwese and Masembura TTLs.
The extra landmines and Mortar bombs had to have been cached
somewhere, and this information was passed to the Scouts for their
follow up. It was a great pity there was not a capture to
interrogate. During the contact, the northern suburbs of Salisbury
were clearly visible from the K Car and the closest fuel was
actually at New Sarum Air Base.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">K car pilot
Nigel Lamb pulled the K car, with Fred on board, into the orbit over
the Scouts Mangwende TTL sighting and instantly saw sprinting
figures below them, heading for rocky cover near the base of
Domborembudzi Hill. The cannon opened up immediately, and Fred set
the stops down and called in the Paradak to drop four more sticks in
open ground to the west of the contact area for uplift by the G
cars. This was an easy drop for the Paras, open fields, little wind,
a decent height of 600 feet above ground.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The K car was
taking fire from the ground and Fred called for the Vampires, the
Pilots were sitting in cockpit readiness at New Sarum Airfield. It
took them all of 9 minutes to reach the contact area, but only
Vampires Voodoo one and three called in, voodoo two had failed to
start its Goblin Jet engine. Once Fred had his stops set in place,
he called for the Voodoo section to Strike the rocky area with their
front 20mm cannons and squash head rockets. The ancient aircraft
swept in and laid down devastating firepower over the area, but were
still followed out by return fire from the ground. Fred moved some
of his men into a sweep line and reset the stops ready for the
breakout. He called in the Vampires for another strike, this time
from East to West to suppress the return fire as the sweep moved
forward.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The two vampires
called in heading back to New Sarum for refuel and rearm, and Voodoo
two called in airborne at last. Fred chastised him for being late
for the party, but the easy tone from the pilot advised Fred that he
had had trouble getting the woodworms to hold hands. The Vampires
airframe is made largely of wood. Fred was grateful to have the
vampire in support, circling above the contact, ready to act when
required.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Slowly the sweep
line moved forward, winkling out the insurgents and mujibas, with
the K Car cannon softening up the area as they moved. The body count
mounted, and then a casevac was called for, a troopie injured by
grenade shrapnel. The G car flying in for the casevac was fired on
from some brick houses about 1000 meters north of the contact area,
and Fred called in Voodoo 2 to strike the houses while two other g
cars moved some troops to the area. The strike was on target, and
two insurgents were hauled out of the houses, very dead. The sweep
line met with several pockets of resistance and suppressed them, and
the stops knocked down a few fleeing insurgents and mujibas. Fred
had the troops re sweep the area and collect up equipment to a
suitable landing zone and back loaded the men to Enterprise, from
where the paras were trucked back to New Sarum to prepare for
another jump.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">This time the SB
members had the luxury of a G car to clear up the contact scene,
with the assistance of one stick on RLI men, and eleven weapons were
recovered along with usual paraphernalia. One folding butt FN rifle
was among the weapons, a very unusual find as was the one dead
insurgent wearing a rice fleck uniform common among Frelimo
(Mozambique) troops. The wearer was quite light skinned and
certainly was not from the Shona tribe that made up the bulk of
ZANLA. The FN was given to the RLI troops; it was a prized weapon
for parachutists. Once again no prisoners had been taken,
unfortunately.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">As the SB and
RLI men walked back to the LZ for uplift, and alert troopie spotted
a shiny item in some rocks, and using a long stick prodded the area
to find loose soils and some AK bullets. A further look showed an
area about two meters square that had obviously been dug up
recently. It was time to call in the expertise of the engineers as
this looked awfully like a cache of some sort. Before long two
sappers arrived with their long steel rods and old bayonets and
prodded the area for any mines or other surprises. Having pronounced
it clear, the soil was shovelled away to reveal an old door covering
a substantial hole in the ground. Out of that came 4 landmines, 6000
rounds of AK ammunition, 5 RPG 7 rockets and 9 stick grenades, a
decent haul indeed. A G Car was loaded up and flew the spoils
directly to the Scouts fort in Bindura for use by the Pseudo call
signs in the future.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A good days work
overall, and the beers tasted good that evening.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Early the
following morning relay station LA requested a resupply of water and
radio batteries, and pilot Dave Shirley and his technician loaded up
and headed for the mountain. On the return flight they came upon a
bizarre sight of a man standing in the middle of a gravel road
within the Chinamora TTL, waving his arms frantically at the
chopper, and then lying down face first in the middle of the road.
Dave went into the orbit around this individual, who repeated the
performance. The area around him was clear, so after a few orbits
Dave landed and his tech leaped out, rifle in hand and grabbed the
man and hustled him to the helicopter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A few minutes
later, the chopper was met as it landed at Enterprise by SB
personnel who took the usual precaution of hooding the man and
taking him to be interviewed. He readily admitted he was Sub
Detachment security Office, Salisbury Detachment, by name Martin
Mazarura, and he had had enough of the war. He had been in five
contacts in the last few weeks, in the last one two days previously
he had just escaped with his life and had a perforated eardrum from
cannon fire, and many pieces of shrapnel in his arm and neck. He had
hidden his rifle and pack and decided to surrender and was in the
process of walking to the SFA base at Nyawa School when the chopper
had flown over.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Within a short
period SB were able to confirm that 60 reinforcements had been
brought into the Msana alone, along with a lot of kit and equipment,
with orders to once again attack the SFA bases, and detach three
small groups of three experienced insurgents to begin attacks in
Salisbury. Large amounts of equipment had also been brought by
porters into the Eastern Mangwende TTL to shorten re supply time.
Another 70 insurgents had been brought into the Southern Mangwende
TTL with instructions to increase attacks in the Marandellas ,
Goromonzi and Arcturus areas. Six Frelimo soldiers had been among
the reinforcements, and they were trained in demolitions. When
Martin was shown the rice fleck shirt, he confirmed that those were
worn by the Frelimo men.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The insurgents
tasked with the attacks in Salisbury were led by Big Brain Chiwanda,
who showed up on SB T desk records of being a Zanla veteran who had
been operating in the Nehanda sector since 1976. He was regarded as
hard core.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">ZANLA high
command had issued an order to all the insurgents in the country to
ensure that the upcoming elections were to be disrupted at all
costs.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Colonel Bate
and Superintendent Keith Samler were briefed on the latest
information, and requested that the company of Grey Scouts that were
leaving the Southern Mangwende be replaced with at least two
platoons of the same unit to keep the pressure up in that vital
area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB and
BSAP stations in the capital were warned to be on the alert for
incursions and attacks within the city, and to make use of all means
to prevent these wherever possible.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">BSAP Special
Reserve “Womble” Terry Norton, who patrolled his home area of Mount
Pleasant with other “wombles” from the area were briefed to be on
the lookout for unusual activity and vehicle movement which might
be Insurgents moving to targets in the city. These “wombles”, older
men, did night patrols and were armed with personal weapons, mostly
handguns with the odd rifle and shotgun thrown in. A sort of Dads
Army, as of the Second World War, a war in which many of them had
participated in various roles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The rest of the
day remained reasonably quiet by Enterprise standards, one call out
to a group of fast moving insurgents just south of Bindura that
resulted in one insurgent and three mujibas killed, two of them
female.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Later in the
afternoon we received a visit from a Major from the army
Psychological Operations unit. They advised us the powers that be
had been persuaded to initiate a series of sky shouts over the
operational area from the next day, where the insurgents would be
advised to surrender and receive amnesty. The operation personnel of
Op Enterprise though this was not a good plan and a waste of
resources, but orders were orders.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">They then
advised that Martin Mazarura was not to be handed over to the Scouts
as per usual, but was going to be used in these shy shouts and
paraded around to try to encourage his comrades to surrender. He
was to be handed over to the Physops personnel as soon as his in
depth interrogation was complete, not later than the following day.
Martin was not best pleased when he was told what he had to do, but
had no choice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One piece of
immediate intelligence was forthcoming from Martin, the Chabweno
Farm Store, next to the Shamva road was going to be robbed for its
provisions by a section of insurgents from the Chinamora in the very
near future. As the Chinamora was a frozen Selous Scouts area, Rick
Passaportis was requested to use some of his Territorial members,
acting in a conventional military role, to ambush the Denda Road
from the Chinamora into the farming area as this was the likely
route the insurgents would use.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Martin made
another short trip with SB personnel to recover his AK rifle and
pack where he had cached it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The store
robbery happened sooner than expected, that very night just after
midnight. The gunfire from the ambush was heard clearly from
Enterprise base, and shortly afterwards the call sign radioed in
advising they had sprung the ambush on armed insurgents and porters,
and withdrawn a short distance in case of a counter attack. They
were still covering the road where they had initiated the ambush,
and knew they had scored hits from the screaming and moaning from
the area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">At about 3 am,
three mortar bombs were fired from the TTL in the general direction
of the ambush, but John advised they were way short of their
position. At first light a SB team linked up with the ambush party
and swept through the contact area. Two wounded women porters were
taken for treatment, leaving three dead insurgents, two dead
mujibas, and three dead women porters. The goods from the store lay
strewn around the ambush site, and what was not covered in blood was
recovered. Four weapons were recovered, two new AKM rifles, one SKS
and an ancient PPSH sub machine gun. Documents on the insurgents
indicated they were part of the reinforcement party from the
Mangwende TTL.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The biggest call
up ever of all security forces, including men up to 60 years old had
started to try to ensure that every polling booth, some 1000, would
have adequate protection and enable the local population to vote
wherever possible. There were some areas where it was not possible
to place a polling booth, the locals were living wild in the bush
and had abandoned the kraals, most of which had been burned down.
Military law was in place in most of the countryside.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The booths had
to be in place by the afternoon of the 16<sup>th</sup> April, and
vehicles were moving out to the designated areas. One struck a
landmine in the northern Mangwende, one was ambushed in the
Chinamora, and the fire force reaction to this killed two of the
attackers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The sky shout
went ahead, an Air force Islander aircraft equipped with large
speakers and amplifiers carried Martin Mazarura around the TTLs
extolling his former comrades to surrender and receive amnesty. In
his former area of the Msana and Chinamora he named the insurgents
individually and called on them to join the SFA. The aircraft was
fired on three times, and an abortive fire force callout was made on
one area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Mujibas captured
in the following days who had heard the sky shout with the
insurgents named, advised that the stature of that particular
fellows named increased in the eyes of the locals and his comrades,
and not one surrender occurred in the Operation Enterprise area.
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The radio net
and relays were exceptionally busy with the polling booth call sign
checking in, and everyone held their collective breath for the
anticipated attacks on the booths overnight. In the end two booths
came under long range mortar and small arms fire in the northern
Chikwakwa, fire was returned and the insurgents broke off the
attack. Neptune farm was attacked, again, but the attack was beaten
off by farmer and PATU man Henry Birrel, his wife, small children
and a bright light. A tractor was set alight and some maize stock
burned. The motor cycle sticks reacted and killed one insurgent and
two locals in the follow up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">And then the
locals did turn out to vote, slowly at first, but then in increasing
numbers as they grew more confident that the insurgents were staying
away. Certainly in the area of Enterprise, only one half hearted
attack occurred on a polling station, in the late afternoon, and the
roving motor cycle sticks chased the insurgents into the dusk across
the Nyagui river into the Mangwende.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The second day
of voting went ahead, with less voters, and no disruption from the
insurgents. The daily national sitrep gave many incidents of attacks
on polling stations around the country, but in proportion to the
numbers, a small amount indeed. Voting was reported slow but steady
in most areas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Now media
celebrity Martin Mazarura arrived at the polling station at
Enterprise Club, and in the glare of the cameras cast his vote, and
extolled his former comrades to do so as well. Some later reports
came in that a few insurgents did go and vote, having cached their
weapons and mingled with the SFA.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Call outs from
the Ops continued and the fire force deployments carried on. The
paradak and Vampires were in action again twice that day, and a
Police Reserve Auxiliary constable, riding escort in a police 7 ton
truck was killed when it struck a boosted landmine in the Chinamora
TTL. The Internal Affairs keep in the Chikwakwa was mortared at last
light, one bomb landing inside the sand walls and lightly wounding
two Guard force members. Saratoga farm was fired on from long range
during the night, fire was returned and a Lynx dropped two
illuminating flares, after which no further firing happened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The polling
booths recovered to their central collection points, again with few
incidents, and when counting was complete, an astonishing 62% of the
eligible voters had cast their ballot nationally, with the UANC of
Bishop Muzorerwa winning the bulk of the votes. It was a severe
physiological blow to the insurgents, but the war carried on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Information
passed to the Scouts operating in the Chinamora and Msana TTL a few
days previously about a group operating near
Chishavavudzi kraal had born fruit, their op had
the group visual in a V shaped valley close to the kraal and called
for fire force at about 1300 hrs. K Car one with four G cars headed
for the scene, a mere four minutes flying time from Enterprise Base.
Major Fred Watts was in the K car; Lt Rick Von Malsen was already at
a scene in the northern Chikwakwa TTL where K Car 2 and the rest of
the fire force and the para dak were in contact with another group
of insurgents.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">K car 1 pulled
up over the valley and immediately engaged the insurgents as they
bomb shelled in all directions up and down the valley, which had a
small river line and patches of heavy cover. The stops were
positioned to cut off escape, and two stops formed up into a sweep
line, slowly moving down the valley winkling out the insurgents who
had gone to ground. Cpl Nicky Van Niekerk BCR, was in charge of the
sweep line with two of his troopers being Ronald Geldenhuys and Paul
Young. It took several hours for five insurgents to be accounted
for, and the shadows were lengthening when the sweep line killed
another insurgent. Fred was overhead in the K car, which was on red
light indicating that it had to refuel shortly, and ordered Nicky to
reverse his sweep to ensure the area was clear before the G cars
came in for uplift of the stops and captured weapons.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The K Car had
just landed on the rugby field at Enterprise when Nicky’s voice came
through on the radio, “I have been hit, Boss” followed by frantic
calls from the other call sign in the sweep line calling for the K
car as they had encountered further insurgents and had three serious
casualties on their side. They advised that they had killed the two
insurgents who had opened up at point blank range at them with an
RPD machine gun, knocking down the three wounded soldiers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The partly
refuelled K car took off again, closely followed by G Car amber 3
flown by Flight Lieutenant Colin James, with STARLIGHT Major Cliff
Webster on board. Fred got overhead in the K car, assessed the
situation and talked amber 3 onto the area where the wounded men
where, now indicated by a day glow panel laid out by the troops.
Colin went in at treetop level and landed in an incredibly tight
landing zone, disgorging Dr Webster and his equipment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The troops
indicated the three casualties, the stick medic tells Dr Webster
that Geldenhuis is dead; Van Niekerk seems still to be breathing,
and Young still partly conscious. Doc Webster gets working on Young
as fast as he can, with drips and morphine to try to keep him alive
despite the heavy blood loss from his chest wound. Young is in
severe hypovolemic shock, and his survival is touch and go. Colin
James had shut the G car down and is assisting where he can while
his tech/Gunner keeps a wary eye over his twin Browning machine
guns. Doc Webster slithers over to Van Niekerk and confirms he is
dead, as is Geldenhuis who had severe chest wounds rupturing his
liver and spleen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Further firing
comes from the stops as they clear any thickets for insurgents, and
Young is loaded in the G Car and Colin heads directly for the Andrew
Fleming Hospital in Salisbury, luckily only 10 minutes away.
Trooper Young is soon under the care of the casualty staff and into
theatre for surgeon Dr Graham to carry out emergency surgery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Dr Webster
waited at the casualty, hoping his skills in the field have done
enough to save Trooper Young, and is mightily relieved some hours
later when Dr Graham comes out of theatre and tells Dr Webster and
Young’s parents that he will survive, mainly thanks to the immediate
treatment in the field by the stick medics and the further treatment
by Dr Webster.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It is a weary
Doctor and G Car crew that fly to New Sarum Airfield at first light
for fuel, and back to Enterprise to continue the war.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The other G Car
pilots flew into the evening dark to recover the bodies and the
stops, but it was a subdued camp that night as everyone wondered who
might me next to make the supreme sacrifice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Scouts made
a request for the SB officer from Enterprise and Major Pat
Armstrong to urgently travel to the Selous Scouts HQ at the
Borrowdale club to discuss further information his men on the ground
have in regard to insurgents that have gone into Salisbury itself.
It is almost dark so Pat and the SB Officer drove in Pats white
Renault five staff car to meet at Borrowdale, where over a couple of
beers, the information from the Selous Scouts on the ground is
married with what is known about insurgent leader Big Brain Chiwanda
and his gang. The scouts have found out that one of the targets is
Bothashof School in Southerton, the Liberty cinema in Rezende
Street, and General Wall’s house in Alexandra Park. This information
is passed to the duty SB officer for SALOPS for action.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It is late when
Pat and his companion return towards Enterprise, Pat driving flat
out as it is now properly ambush time, while his SB colleague hangs
his AK out of the window as a puny defence. The little Renault has
barely stopped behind the Ops tent, when gunfire and tracer emanate
from the area of Chabweno store, for the second night in a row. The
Scouts stick has ambushed the store itself, and a small group of
insurgents had arrived moments before the little Renault had driven
past the store. The insurgents dived for cover as the store was
swept by the vehicle lights, and as they stood up after their
surprise, the Scouts opened fire. Under the glow of an Icarus flare
fired by the Scouts, a SB reaction vehicle from Enterprise recovers
one badly wounded insurgent and his AK from the store veranda, and
establish that the three insurgents had come to murder the store
keeper as they surmised it must have been him that informed the
security forces of the store robbery. Unfortunately, despite Doctor
Webster and his medics, the insurgent is too badly wounded and dies.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Pat Armstrong
and his passenger, and the storekeeper, have a lucky escape. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Early morning
and a patrol of Grey Scouts call in from the Southern Mangwende, hot
on the train of a group of insurgents moving north east towards the
Kunzwe TTL. They recon they are not more that 30 minutes behind
them, and the group number 40. Fire force is scrambled, the paradak
gets airborne with the Lynx and heads for the area. The Lynx is soon
over the Grey Scouts and ranges ahead of them to try to locate, or
slow down the insurgents. A short distance ahead of the patrol, the
lynx comes under fire from a granite outcrop, and turns live in the
dive with guns blazing to drop a frantan on the area. As the Lynx
climbed out of the strike, further heavy ground fire is directed
accurately in its direction and the pilot reports the aircraft has
been hit and the rear engine is losing power, and reports heading
for New Sarum to land.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The fire force
arrives and the K car attacks the outcrop with the cannon, while the
G cars drop stops and the para dak places the paratroopers in an
area of fields about two kilometres away, waiting for the g cars to
pick them up. Heavy return fire is still coming from the outcrop,
and two Vampires, called in by the Lynx, stooge above waiting for
work. Rick Von Malsen calls them to strike the outcrop with their 20
mm cannons and rockets. The Vampires also receive return fire, and
Rick notices that some of the fire seems to be of heavier calibre
and some of the tracer is red, not green. He calls the Vampires in
for a re -strike, and the return fire now slackens, and the stops
move forward to clear the area, firing into likely cover as they
move forward.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Three bodies are
dragged from the outcrop, and Rick asked the stops if they are sure
there are only three, to which they reply in the affirmative. The
reason for the heavy return fire then becomes obvious; there are two
RPD machine guns, and one MAG machine gun, the same as used by the
Rhodesian forces. That explains the red tracer, and realisation
dawns that this was a rear guard group, holding up the security
forces to enable the rest of the insurgents to move on. Rick
immediately puts the Greys back on the follow up, and they set about
casting for fresh spoor towards the Kunzwe TTL, a difficult task in
an area where there are many cattle, used often to obliterate tracks
by driving the cattle over the spoor. The MAG was subsequently
identified as one taken from a 1 Independent Company RAR when a
stick was over run in the Inyanga area about two months before. Two
of that stick were killed and the Mag, the radio and one FN rifle
taken. The security forces don’t always win.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A PATU Motor
cycle stick also had a contact with one insurgent and two local men
killed in a kraal line. A liner of AK ammo and two stick grenades
were located in one of the huts and they were burnt down. The armed
PRAW with Gerry Cleveland flying and Paul Chappe on the gun assisted
the PATU stick, but one bike had to be towed back by stick mechanic
Glenn Dixon with his powerful scrambler. The other rider, Nico Boer,
had ridden into a donga that had about a meter of water in it, and
the bike would not start after that. All in a day’s soldiering.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On their way
back to Enterprise, this same stick saw several women running away
from a small river line, and diverted to check it out. One of the
women was caught by the bikers, and admitted there was an insurgent
washing in a substantial pool in the river when they saw the bikes
and took off. The pool is quickly surrounded, but no sign of the
insurgent can be found, until Johan Venter, ex Sergeant in the RLI,
noticed a slight ripple under the large lily pad floating on the
surface of the pool. He threw a grenade into the pool, and with a
huge swirl a man virtually flies out of the pool and onto the bank,
clad only in underpants, where he scrambles up the bank and grabs an
AK from under some reeds. The PATU men overcome their surprise and
he is cut down in seconds. Wry wit Ian Ross comments that that has
to the first time an insurgent has been shot on the wing!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Scouts in
the Chinamora were withdrawing for a few days to regroup, and some
troops from the Rhodesian Artillery regiment arrived to be deployed
into that area. They had been given some hasty re training in the
infantry role, and were given a final briefing at Enterprise on
their deployment. They were to operate in strength, a patrol of 12
men with two SFA attached for local knowledge.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The patrol was
led by Lieutenant Ron Hyslop with Sergeant Ron Goatley and Gunner
Rob Marsh carrying the MAGs. Alex Jack, Alan Cretin, Dumpy De Beer
and Jean Darne were also riflemen in the patrol. They were given a
point about 12 km from their drop off point on the Shamva road to
reach and establish Ops. After about 3 hours walking, the patrol was
alerted to something afoot by dogs barking ahead, and when they
approached the kraal area, they were challenged in Shona, and a
burst of AK fire was directed at them. The patrol withdrew about
100m and put together a plan to assault the kraal, started by a
rifle grenade being fired at the kraal. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Heavy fire was
returned, and Rob Marsh went to ground and triggered his MAG, it
fired one round and stopped, the belt had twisted. He rectified this
and got the gun going, laying down heavy fire while the insurgents
fired back in his direction, trying to find the MAG. Some mortars
were fired at the patrol, who eventually won the fire fight and the
insurgents stopped firing. The patrol withdrew to a small hill and
based up for the night, but not before a donkey went clattering by
in front of them. Ron Hyslop gave the order not to fire, as this was
probably a ruse to find the patrols position.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The next
morning, they swept the contact area, finding an unexploded mortar
bomb, that had it not been a dud, would probably have killed Rod
Marsh, Jean Darne and Ron Goatley. Many insurgent firing positions
were found, but no casualties, just some local kraal dwellers
cowering near their huts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">After a short
break, the patrol was deployed again for 3 days, Ron Goatley was in
command of one patrol with Rob Marsh the MAG gunner again, and Ron
Hyslop headed off with his men, including two SFA men in their
ragged kit with AKs to the edge of the Chinamora TTL close to the
farming area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">During the night
they based up near a small hill, and at dawn the following morning
one of the SFA got up to relieve himself, and was shot dead, with
heavy fire directed at the rest of the patrol, hitting and killing
Jean Darne as well. Suddenly the firing stopped, and someone called
out in English, obviously a European. The patrol returned the call
saying they were army. A local PATU stick had been based up in the
same area had heard the movement during the night, and when they saw
the SFA and his AK assumed there were insurgents and opened fire in
their usual aggressive and accurate manner.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Somehow an error
had been made, and the two patrols had been allocated the same area.
The PATU men were mortified, but the mistake was not theirs, it had
been made by whoever made the deployment plans. An officer
inexperienced in infantry deployments made the tragic error. Jean
Darne’s fellow artillerymen attended his sad funeral, with his wife
in a terrible state after his death.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The same officer
nearly had a further tragedy on his hands two days later, when
another artillery stick, with Rob Marsh in it again, were ordered to
cross back to Enterprise from the farms to the north after dark.
They were next to the Shamva road, about to cross when a convoy of
trucks with Scouts on board came down the road. The sticks cowered
in the ditch and luckily were not seen by the convoy, who would have
blasted them to smithereens with their vehicle mounted armament.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A mujiba running
a written message was caught by the motor cycle PATU in the northern
Chikwakwa, and brought in to SB. The note was from Political
Commissar Roy Shupo to the Salisbury detachment commander Masweet
Kunaka complaining of the high casualties the insurgents were
taking due to the thousands of Rhodesian troops and hundreds of
aircraft up against them. He also complained that the locals were
not under control, and the SFA were a big problem. It seemed
Operation Enterprise was having the desired effect. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The mujiba had
unfortunately been caught in the view of some locals, so other than
check out where he was to have handed the letter to another mujiba,
he was of no use in finding the insurgents. The cell system used by
the insurgents made sure that a mujiba was not aware of the location
of another group other than the one he was with, and in this case,
the group he came from was sure to have moved after they dispatched
him on his errand. His was able to confirm that the insurgents were
having a lot of problems with their wounded, who he said were
numerous.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Enterprise
received some high level visitors in the form of Winston Churchill,
British Conservative party Member of parliament, and the Grandson
of the famous British Wartime prime Minister, along with Louise
Gubb, a senior reporter with Associated Press. The visit had been
arranged by Rhodesian front MP Andre Holland as a fact fining
mission, and the party were escorted around the base by Chief Superintendent Keith Samler. The attractive Louise received close
attention, and even stayed for a few beers in the club bar later.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">ANDRE HOLLAND MP, WINSTON CHURCHILL (JNR) CONSERVATIVE MP, LOUISE GUBB ASSOCIATED PRESS.<br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The SB Officer
from Borrowdale , Hans Sittig advised that an insurgent had been
reported in the staff quarters of a suburban house in Borrowdale,
and a reaction stick from the BSAP had located him, and in a brief
fire fight killed the insurgent. He was identified as a member of
the Salisbury detachment, and his section commander was Big Brain
Chiwada. An RPG 7 rocket launcher and new AKM rifle were recovered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">On the same
afternoon, SFA Liaison Officer Dave Nixon was ambushed by an
estimated 9 insurgents while driving his Landrover with two SFA
members through the Chinamora TTL. The two SFA are killed but Dave
miraculously escapes the 28 bullet strikes on the vehicle and
manages to drive out of the killing zone of the ambush.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A midday callout
came from the Scouts still deployed in the Northen Mangwende of a
large group of insurgents moving east in the northern Chikwakwa TTL,
heading towards the Nyagui river. They estimated the number at 30,
and Fred Watts decides to take the entire fire force, paradak and
lynx onto this target. An excellent talk onto to the crossing point
on the river line soon has the fire force and twelve stops in
contact with this group. The Lynx puts in two strikes, and is
relieved by a second aircraft that stooged over the area, waiting
for targets.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The stops moved
carefully in the river line, making steady progress and kills, and
then at last a capture, unwounded for a change. He is flown post
haste to enterprise SB and placed under interrogation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The stops re
sweep the contact area, and count 17 insurgents, 7 mujibas and 2
civilians dead, and climb back into the choppers for the ride home
in the gathering dusk. One trooper has a bullet wound to the arm and
two paras have ankle injuries from their drop. One G car has been
hit 4 times, and the blades make a distinct whistling sound as a
result of holes in the blades. A blade change will be done later
that night by the toiling technicians. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The scouts OP
calls in again, they can see Insurgents basing up near to a kraal
about 800 meters below them, it is now too dark to deploy the fire
force, but the Lynx volunteered to put in a strike, and climbed into
a high orbit for the scouts to talk him onto the target. There is a
prominent tin roofed hut he can use as an indication point, and goes
in live in the dive, guns blazing and drops a frantan on the target,
a quick turn and he lets loose all his rockets on the second pass.
With a wing waggle, the Lynx heads off for new Sarum, and a cold
beer and warm bed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Back at
Enterprise, Captain Brian Streak tallies the confirmed kills at 103,
a special number and certainly the most successful kill rate for any
internal operation. That means another 300 or so have been wounded
and put out of action during the operation which must be a serious
blow to the insurgents in the area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">His Intelligence
clerk also points out that the contact plotting board shows that 95%
of the contacts took place within the area identified in the initial
briefing. Intelligence at its best, and a commendation to the SB men
who worked those many days to ensure the intelligence was correct
and up to date.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The capture is
Platoon Commander, Salisbury detachment, Bob Bouncer and he has a
long story to tell. He has been in the area since October 1978, and
was part of the group that attacked the fuel tanks in Southerton,
and was in the pickup ambushed by Owen and Kevin Connor on the Mtoko
road next to Juru Township. He received shotgun pellets in the leg,
some pellets were still there, two other occupants of the pickup
were wounded, and he believed one had died later in the Mangwende.
He had also been in the attack on the SFA base in the Chinamora, and
then in several contacts with the fire force. When captured he was
following an order for the Salisbury detachment to move back to the
Mangwende TTL for re grouping and re-supply as the detachment had
been decimated, and morale had collapsed when they saw the locals
voting in numbers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Bob’s original
platoon had been 23 strong, 9 had been killed, and 7 wounded, and
that was about the same for most of the insurgent sections within
the Enterprise area. He was obviously very demoralised as well, and
was ideal for deployment with the Scouts to try to locate what was
obviously going to be a significant gathering of insurgents in the
Mangwende.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> The Scouts SB
liaison Officer arrived to collect Bob, and insert him with the
Scouts operating in the Mangwende TTL.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">And as fast as
it had begun, Operation Enterprise came to an end, but not without a
call out to the Msana where a further four insurgents were killed,
and not to be left out the PATU sticks were ambushed on the trucks
bring them back to base. They de bussed, charged the ambush site and
killed a further two insurgents and two locals. All the other call
signs, OP s, and troops were all recovered back to base, and 1
Commando RLI, the choppers and air force personnel made ready to
leave the next morning for R and R.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Enterprise
club ran out of beer that night, celebrating the biggest success of
any internal operation ever, and many of the troopies were already
wearing the yellow “100 club” t shirt that had been specially
printed. The final tally was 110 killed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was a feeling
of abandonment that the BSAP, SB, PATU and Police Reserve members of
Enterprise Base watched the convoy of trucks move out, with smiling
faces ready to forget the war for a short while. The armada of
choppers lifted off, turned south, and were soon gone out of sight
leaving empty drums on the rugby field that would need adding to
the large pile waiting for trucks to collect them. The small
trenches and shell scrapes had been filled in, but the grass was
brown and dry where the tents had stood.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">For the local
troops, it was bask to covering the Enterprise area as best they
could as the insurgents would be back, that was for sure. The
immediate battle was won, but the war would go on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>TOWARDS THE END</b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The war did
start again, in a small way during May, with two ineffective farm
attacks and a landmine that destroyed a civilian bus just next to
Juru Township, where local white farmers from the immediate vicinity
gave first aid and transport to the injured, despite the danger of
being ambushed. The Motor Cycle sticks ranged far and wide in their
determination to keep the Chikwakwa TTL clear of resident
insurgents, as a sort of buffer zone. The SFA in the Msana and
Chinamora TTLs were patrolling again, and did seem more motivated
and actually secured a few kills. The effects of Operation
Enterprise were still being felt by the insurgents.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Big Brain
Chiwanda and his urban group carried out an attack in Salisbury on
the 4<sup>th</sup> July. They attacked the house of the Greek
Orthodox Archbishop in Gun hill, mistaking the house for that of
General Walls a short distance away. Superficial damage was done and
Police reacted to the attack, but the insurgents had fled. The
attack was witnessed by near neighbour and Rhodesian cricketer
Duncan Fletcher, who came to his front door in his sleeping shorts
and his Uzzi submachine gun to see what the commotion was about. One
other neighbour received a burst of AK fire when he also peered out
to see what was going on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Three days later
SB Officer Hans Sittig, reported that Big Brain and some of his men
had been killed in a contact with PATU in the Christon bank area,
near to Mazoe Dam.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Enterprise Base
was made full use of again in July 1979 when the RLI Tac HQ and a
jumbo fire force returned for another operation in the area,
Operation Mulligan.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> It was on the
14<sup>th</sup> July Mrs Yvonne Mulligan, when wife of the farmer on
Strathlorne Farm, was abducted late in the afternoon by mujibas
carrying hand grenades. She was a large woman so progress into the
Chikwakwa with her was slow, and the Motor cycle stick on duty
followed the spoor as soon as they could. The main tracks lead North
West, which they followed until dark. In the morning they discovered
that this was deliberate plan to lead them in the wrong direction,
while Mrs Mulligan had been moved across the Umwinzi River into the
Chikwakwa. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Chikwakwa
has little natural cover, being heavily populated, flat and sandy so
two PRAW aircraft patrolled endlessly over the area in an effort to
keep the insurgents from moving Mrs Mulligan. The Motor Cycle sticks
set about looking for a needle in the haystack, Mrs Mulligan could
have been hidden in any of the thousands of huts and houses, so they
needed to find somebody who knew where she was, which was easier
said than done.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">SALOPS had been
kept fully in the picture, and pressed hard for extra resources, a
company of BSAP Support Unit were hastily recalled from their battle
camp, and deployed into the Northern Mangwende TTL, and immediately
started bumping into small groups of insurgents in broad daylight.
This was truly a liberated area, and one of the PRAW flew across to
give them some kind of top cover in the fleeting and long range
contacts that went on until dark. Known crossing points were
ambushed by PATU and the Support Unit that night, but other than one
ambush sprung on unknown persons with no result, nothing happened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">SALOPS advised
late in the day that some assistance would be arriving very early in
the morning and that the recovery of Mrs Mulligan had been given top
priority by Comops, morale of the farmers and white population in
general was at stake as no doubt the insurgents idea was to get Mrs.
Mulligan to Mozambique where they would treat her well and use her
for propaganda for their cause.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Help arrived in
the morning in the form of the jumbo fire force, 2 K cars and 8 g
cars, with RLI Tac HQ, the MRU and 3 Commando troops. It was like
Operation Enterprise all over again, Colonel Bate was in command,
Major Bruce Snelgar was the OC 3 commando and was the fire force
commander, Lieutenant Jug Thornton was the Adjutant , and Captain
Brian Streak the Intelligence officer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Among the pilots
were Ian Henderson, Alistair Thorogood, Dave Shirley and several Op
Polo, South African, pilots on the G cars. By 7am all was ready for
whatever callouts came. Flight Sergeant Willem Joubert was the
technician /gunner on K2.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The hard work
put in by the PATU and Motor Cycle sticks paid off, Bux Howson and
his men captured a mujiba armed with two stick grenades in a kraal
line, and from quick questioning on the ground, he admitted he had
been with the abduction party for Mrs Mulligan, and they had moved
her in a wheelbarrow and a bicycle to the area of Chipangura Kraal
where she had been handed to a group of 25 insurgents. That was now
so 36 hours ago, but it was a start. The Enterprise SB officer was
flown across in a G car to collect the mujiba, and he was asked to
re tell his story while Colonel Bate and Major Snelgar made plans.
The mujiba also gave out information of another group of insurgents
at Gwamura kraal, about 3 km away from Chipangura kraal, numbering
20.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The plan was to
split the fire force, half to Chipangura and the other half to
Gwamura. Major Snelgar was in the K 1, and Colonel Bate ordered the
Enterprise SB officer into the command seat of K 2, and away went
the force. It was only 8 minutes flying time when both fire forces
reached their destinations and deployed their stops around the
kraals. The kraals were mainly brick houses, with a few grass
structures in between them, and there was not a soul to be seen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">As stop 6
approached the houses at the northern end of Gwamura kraal, with K2
in the orbit overhead, a fierce volley of fire was directed at them
from the windows of one of the brick houses and troopers Mike
Elsaesser and Bruce Mckend were knocked down instantly. Gunner
Flight Sergeant Willem Joubert fired a long burst from the four
browning machine guns into the hut and the fire slackened. More
gunfire was directed at K 2 from another hut, as well as one without
a roof, and K2 started to sustain hits. Willem raked the huts with
the guns while Ian Henderson lowered and tightened the orbit of the
K car. Bodies started falling out of the houses, some stayed still
and others ran, with the stops doing their best to stop the breakout
on the ground. Willem fired at another insurgent who was firing
controlled bursts at the K car from the southern end of the kraal,
and he rolled over.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Bruce Snelgar in
K1 at Chipangura kraal called to say that the kraal there was empty,
and he was uplifting his stops to come across and assist, and at
that moment K 2 took further hits. Orbiting above was PRAW Copper
47, pilot Hamish Harvey, who broke into the radio net to tell K 2
that there was a fire in the K2 engine area, Both Willem and
Enterprise SB officer could see the flames, and Ian shut the fuel
flow, and tried to get into an autorotation, but K2 was too low and
took further hits on the way to a controlled crash in a sandy field.
The SB officer had been hit by bullet fragments on the side of his
head and was bleeding profusely when the three crew scrambled out of
the downed chopper, lying half on its side with the tail boom
severed by the now smashed main blades, and gratefully into a G Car
that landed within minutes to collect them. The G car pilot, a South
African was on his first bush tour, and had to be directed to follow
the main Shamva tar road to Enterprise and the MRU for K2 s crew to
be patched up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Ian Henderson,
who had injured his hands, was so incensed by being shot down; he
travelled back to the contact scene with one of the op Polo South
African pilots and joined the sticks on the ground. Major Snelgar
noted this and had Ian flown out again immediately with a severe
dressing down as to why a valuable and expensive trained helicopter
pilot should come back into a contact scene on the ground in a role
he was untrained for.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Major Snelgar
took over the contact and consolidated all the stops to contain the
breakout from the kraal, from where there was still heavy fire
coming at the stops and the K car from several of the houses and the
nearby gardens, but soon the experienced troops had the situation
under control and begun winkling out the insurgents. Stop 2 heard
the insurgent K2 had shot at the south of the kraal shouting he was
wounded, but could not get to him yet as there was still fire coming
at them from the area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">As the
Enterprise SB man was temporarily out of action, Captain Brian
Streak , as intelligence officer was flown in by G car from
Enterprise to get immediate information from the wounded insurgent
as soon as possible. When Brian was landed, along with three other
soldiers, the G car nearly placed them on top of an insurgent armed
with an RPG 7, and some hectic flying took place to set them down a
short distance away. The wounded man had not yet been secured, and
his stick and one of the stops had to assault the position and
eliminate two other insurgents before they got to the wounded one,
who had a bullet wound to the groin. He was rapidly patched up while
Brian questioned him and established that this group numbering 26,
had been surprised by the fire force and had not been part of the
ones that had received Mrs Mulligan, but he was aware that she had
been taken to Chapangura Kraal, and immediately transported
overnight into the Mangwende TTL. The bird had flown. A G car took
Brain and the capture back to Enterprise for further interrogation
and medical treatment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Brian advised
Major Snelgar of the information and it was decided that as Mrs
Mulligan was almost certainly not in the kraal, the Lynx would be
brought into the battle to soften up the opposition, who were
fighting doggedly as they were essentially trapped in the kraal line
area. The Lynx carried out two strikes, one with rockets and the
other with frantan, but return fire continued. K1 had to refuel, and
left two G cars holding the fort while Alister Thorogood flew K 1 to
Frascati Farm, 4 minutes away to refuel from drums stored there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A second Lynx
was requested, this time armed with two mini golf bombs, a lethal
air/fuel bomb that has a devastating blast effect on any structure.
K1 one got airborne again, and moved the stops back from the kraal
far enough for the safety area of the golf bomb, and called in the
lynx for one strike. After the thunderous detonation of the Golf
bomb, there was no return fire, but to be sure Major Snelgar had him
drop the second one in the area of the vegetable gardens. The RLI
did not want to lose any more men on this scene.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A Company, 1
RAR, who were operating in the Mangwende trucked to the main Mtoko
road in the Chikwakwa TTL and were uplifted by G car to bolster the
troops on the ground. Russell Fulton recalls contacts all over the
place with the K car and Lynx very busy until the light ran out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">It was now too
dark to complete the sweep, so the stops were instructed to ambush
the area overnight, with one stop guarding the downed wreckage of
K2. The two bodies of the RLI men were lifted out and the choppers
returned to Enterprise Base for the night.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Brian had
established from the capture the likely route the insurgent group
with Mrs Mulligan would take on their way to Mozambique, and over
midnight oil a plan was set to work from the Mozambique border back
in an effort to locate the abductee. Once the troops had been
recovered from sweeping the contact scene in the morning, the fire
Force and Tac HQ would relocate to Mtoko Airfield to conduct this
operation. To add to a sad day for the RLI, the sitrep reported
the death in action of Trooper S.M Dwyer in another contact.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">First light saw
K 1 over the kraal again as the troops cleared houses and collected
weapons and equipment from there and the gardens. There were many
bodies, mostly either burnt or smashed by the bombs, but from the 22
weapons recovered, including the RPG 7 and it was clear that most of
the group had been eliminated.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The fire force,
Tac HQ and the MRU moved on to their next task in locating Mrs
Mulligan, which came to nothing as the insurgents had been well
organised in moving her very quickly to Mozambique, where she was,
as expected , used to promote the cause of the insurgents. She was
returned to Rhodesia by the International Red Cross, in December
1979, sold her story to Scope magazine and she and her husband
immigrated to South Africa during 1980.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The 3<sup>rd</sup>
of August brought the death of one of the stalwart motor cycle PATU
warriors, Ephraim Volker , when his scrambler motor cycle detonated
a landmine with its front wheel as he was returning from a
successful sweep of part of the northern Chikwakwa. His stick has
chased down and killed two insurgents with the help of the PRAW with
Ian Pringle flying, and this was a very sad end to a fine soldier,
and farmer. It was most unfortunate for the small width and weight
of a motorcycle tyre to detonate an anti vehicle mine, and the bikes
avoided roads and tracks from then on. Ephraim wife Kathy, a regular
Police reserve radio Operator and Medic at Enterprise was
inconsolable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Dirk Geldenhuis,
the father of Trooper Ronald Geldenhuis, who had been killed in
action on the 18<sup>th</sup> April during Operation Enterprise,
continued his call ups with the PATU stick that came to Enterprise
and on the 14<sup>th</sup> August his stick was in OP near Swiswa
hill in the Msana TTL. They spotted a group of 8 insurgents near
Mutanarurwa School, and fire force was available out of Bindura
manned by Support Commando, RLI. The fire Force deployed, and six
of the insurgents were killed, along with some mujibas and
civilians. Ballistics later linked two of the captured weapons to
the contact where trooper Geldenhuis was killed, so his father had
exacted some revenge.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Enterprise base
carried on in winning their little battles, mostly on their own, and
occasionally with help from fire forces that became increasingly
occupied in stemming the external threat to what was now Zimbabwe
Rhodesia. Some of the help sent in by Salops where poorly trained
part time Police reserve men, who did not lack courage, but were
outwitted by the experienced insurgents. One Medical Student and his
stick made the fatal mistake of not moving their night position
after they had brewed up for supper and were overrun at night, with
one student killed and another seriously wounded.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Sometimes the
help was impressive, but not so useful. The Armoured car regiment
were rehearsing for external operations and did a sweep down the
northern Chikwakwa TTL, 9 Eland Armoured Cars abreast, and bumped
into a small group of insurgents. Several 90 mm shells and much
machine gun fire managed to kill one and utterly destroy three brick
houses. Major Winkler, the American in command, found the exercise”
mighty fine.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The PATU sticks
had to now deploy in strength, at least 8 men as the insurgent
groups became larger and bolder. In one of the last offensive
actions of the war a ten man stick on bikes located a group of 12
insurgents in Gahani kraal, and a fierce contact was fought out in
the banana and mango trees surrounding the kraal. With the men on
the ground was SIS veteran Gerry Lancaster, SAS Corporal Tony
Caruthers –Smith, RLI Corporal Nico Boer, PATU men Owen Connor, Andy
Hartell, Henry Birrell, Louie Volker, Glenn Dixon and Doug Fingland.
A lynx was available from Mtoko to assist and did several strikes
which helped the sticks achieve a kill of 10 insurgents, and the
capture of a long standing very senior member of the Salisbury
detachment. Montgomery Moto, who was the Detachment Medical Officer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">He was taken
immediately to the Scouts fort in Bindura and handed over to SB for
in-depth interrogation. By now it was too late in the war for him to
be used with the Pseudo call signs so he just hung around the BSAP
holding cells in Bindura until one day he walked out and, as was
discovered later, rejoined the Salisbury Detachment and reported
with some of them to the Bushu assembly point after the ceasefire.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>CEASEFIRE</b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A mujiba arrived
at Enterprise Base on the morning of 30<sup>Th</sup> December 1979,
with a note addressed personally by name to the SB officer at
Enterprise. The note asked for transport of the comrades from
Mumurgwi Business Centre, in the Msana TTL on the main Shamva road,
to the designated assembly point in the Bushu TTL, north of Shamva.
It was signed by Masweet Kunaka, Detachment Commander. The SB
Officer, with a four man Police Reserve stick, Norman Carle, Don
Bulloch, Jack Wheeler and Ted Willis drove up to the Business Centre
in an armoured truck. Very apprehensive and not knowing what to
expect, Don having brought along his trusty MAG machine gun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The truck
stopped short of the business centre and the SB officer, AK slung
over his shoulder, walked along the tar road towards the Business
centre, wondering what the hell he was doing. He had told the men on
the truck that if firing started they were to open up and try to
cover his retreat. Out from under the eaves of a small store came
two men armed with AK rifles, with embroidered hats and chest
webbing with spare ak magazines. Masweet Kunaka introduced himself,
and his deputy, and after some usual shona culture greetings,
requested that his men be provided with transport to their assembly
Point. When asked how many men, he casually said 230, and indicated
they should come out from the stores and huts, which they did, and
there were 230.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB officer
waved the truck forward to come and join up with him, and it
gingerly did, Don trying to make it look if he had not cocked his
MAG. Many of the curious insurgents walked to the truck, and pointed
at the MAG, with comments such as big gun, terrible machine,
chigwagwa (shona for machine gun) they were clearly in awe of this
weapon. Realising the situation was not tense; at least so far, the
police Reserve men dismounted and had insurgents crowding round them
asking questions about the MAG in particular. Most of the insurgents
were young with a few older men here and there, and most of the
weapons looked old, with a lot of SKS rifles among them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB officer,
with Masweet listening in, called SALOPS via relay VA to request
trucks to uplift the insurgents, to which SALOPS replied trucks
accompanied by New Zealand Peacekeeping troops would be send from
Bindura. During the wait one entire months worth of SB Enterprise
float was spent on buying every coke in the business centre, which
was consumed by the more senior of the insurgents, once the SB
officer and Police reserve men had chosen one at random from the
cases and consumed it. The insurgents knew about poison being used
in some instances in cool drinks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The SB officer
and Masweet discussed many things, the end of the war, what the
future held, who would win the election, and their own experiences
during the struggle, where they came from and many other topics that
you would not imagine would be discussed by men , who 12 hours
before were intent in killing each other. The SB officer learnt that
he was called “ Mrewa” by the locals, and the insurgents, as the
Shona language he spoke was typical of the dialect in that
particular area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The trucks
arrived, with two land rovers each carrying 4 New Zealand soldiers
in each, along with two ZANLA liaison officers clad in green
uniforms. After much greeting, the trucks were loaded and the convoy
headed off into the gathering dusk towards Shamva. It was a somewhat
bewildered truckload that trundled their way back to Enterprise and
a much needed cold beer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><b>AFTER THE END</b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Enterprise base
kept operating until the end of April 1980, but with reduced
manpower as the area quietened down, but it was not all over yet.
Normal farming activity had resumed, and much rebuilding had to be
done, especially to the farm labourers housing that had been reduced
to ashes on many farms.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The biggest
threat now was retributions being carried out by the ZANLA comrades,
supposedly being restricted to camps, but in reality moving about
fully armed. Grazeley Farm, on the Enterprise –Goromonzi boundary
was purchased by ZANU PF and somewhere around 100 “comrades “were
placed there. They occupied the farm buildings and set them up as a
fully defended military camp.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Reports started
to come out that it was a re-education centre, where the comrade’s
enemies were taken and basically tortured and slaughtered. BSAP
Goromonzi, led by S/O Keith Norton organised an armed patrol to
investigate a report of murder there, and had to withdraw under
heavy machine gun fire from Grazeley Farm. A plan was made with the
PATU sticks to take the farm out, with help from the air force, but
word leaked to the BSAP hierarchy, who ordered that NO action was to
be taken.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">During late
January 1980, Farmer Geoff Staunton went to his farm store to
investigate a report of men taking goods from it during the
afternoon, and was confronted by 5 fully armed Zanla comrades. They
were assaulting the store keeper, and when he remonstrated with
them, they beat him senseless with rifle butts. Enterprise Base
troops reacted, Geoff was taken to hospital, and the comrades were
followed to the area of Grazeley farm, but the troops were ordered
not to proceed by Salops. Geoff died two days later of his injuries.
His wife Beryl had also been a stalwart of the Police reserve ladies
in the control room.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">In February
1980, Farmer Louie Volker, his wife and wife’s mother were murdered
by comrades on their farm Mashona Vlei close to Grazeley farm. It
was a full farm attack by 8 comrades who fired some 700 rounds at
the house and occupants, and escaped back to the untouchable
Grazeley farm.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">One farmer did
manage to do some damage to the comrades, he rigged his workshop
with grenades and when 3 men arrived and opened the door, two were
killed and the other fled. The BSAP report recorded that ZANLA men
had broken into the workshop and one of the grenades they were
carrying exploded, killing them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Two internal
Affairs men from Mudzi drove down the Mtoko Road in a drunken state
shooting at any black people along the way with a mounted machine
gun, killing and injuring several. They were followed by an Air
force helicopter and eventually stopped and arrested in Mrewa. The
stress levels had started to seriously tell on many people.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The Grazeley
Comrades indignantly demanded the BSAP investigate a land mine they
located on the access road to the farm one Sunday morning. The local
BSAP refused, and ignored an order from Police general headquarters
to carry out the investigation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Intimidation
before and during the Election was wide spread, and Enterprise SB
along with the District Commissioner Goromonzi, Peter Lombard
produced an extensive report detailing many instances of brutal and
blatant intimidation carried out in the area, including two murders.
It was ignored by the authorities, at that the time under the
British Governor, Lord Soames.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">A few days
before the election, Police reservist Robin MacIntosh visited the
BSAP armoury in Salisbury, ostensibly looking for ammo belts for the
mounted Browning machine gun on one of the Enterprise trucks. There
was much nervous anticipation about the election outcome, and
rumours of coups and attacks on farms and bases if the result went
the wrong or right way, depending on your viewpoint, abounded. Robin
managed to secretly load 5000 rounds of ammunition and calmly drove
out with it and major bolster to the defence of the Enterprise
district and its farmers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">An irate BSAP
officer from the armoury arrived at Enterprise the next day,
demanding the arrest of Robin and the return of the ammunition. He
went away without Robin or the ammunition, the mood of the
Enterprise men was not going to tolerate desk bound store keepers at
this point.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The election
came, and went. Nervous tension was piano wire tight on all sides,
but as history has recorded a degree of calm slowly descended in the
area. As security improved, the farmers handed in their communist
weaponry and retained their issue FNs and other Police weapons, and
went back to their normal activities. The Enterprise Club slowly
returned to its proper function, and almost as a response to the
relief of the war being over, the club blossomed. Golf, cricket,
Rugby, Bowls, Tennis and squash thrived as the locals took the
energy they had spent on fighting the war, and released it into
their leisure activities. The bar continued to do a roaring trade,
but with a more genteel patronage.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">And
so the locals got on with life, the members of the base who were not
local, drifted off slowly, some continued to come to the club for
years afterwards, others went back to their homes and jobs in
Salisbury and other towns and cities, but whenever two or more of
the Enterprise base members meet again, the discussion turns to
Operation Enterprise, and what would have happened had the Battle
for Salisbury not been won?</span><br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com105tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-23382077185279976732014-02-16T16:49:00.000+02:002014-02-16T16:49:40.412+02:00London Bus's in Salisbury<div style="text-align: center;">
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Early 1950's my father imported some 20 Red London Double Decker Buses. They were shipped to Durban then driven up to operate in Salisbury. The name of his company was Transrhodes.</div>
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When he took them to Mbare for the locals approval they were
described as ''Just like the houses in Avondale (suburb of Salisbury), upstairs and
downstairs''.</div>
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Big crisis to see whether they fitted under the railway bridge on
the Hatfield Road.</div>
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Salisbury Municipality also operated buses and there was fierce
competition for passengers. It was called the Bus War.</div>
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Council and Dad ended up in the Supreme Court in Bloemfontein,
claiming Council were restricting his trade. Free enterprise carried
the day and Dad won his case. </div>
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The buses were not a great success as the body frame work was made
of wood which rotted in the hot climate, with the buses basically
falling apart. Me thinks it was not a good idea to travel upstairs
in those days.</div>
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I went to Alfred Beit Junior School and I was very proud being able
to get my pals to ride for free in ''My Dad's bus''.</div>
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In 1953 Dad sold out to United Transport, who were a TransAfrica
multinational transport operator.</div>
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Just wonder if anyone remembers those days.</div>
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Yours aye,<br />
Ian Johnston.<br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-2570751574685335982014-02-09T11:32:00.000+02:002014-02-09T11:33:42.833+02:00Impala Electronics<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18.399999618530273px; text-align: -webkit-center;">After leaving the Rhodesian Air force I found work as a Radio technician with Impala Electronics.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">‘Impala’ had been set up to
provide a desperately needed communication system (agric Alert) to help protect farmers and their families during the Rhodesian War.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> The admin manager Tony Mann and
the technical manager Bill Hosie were ideally suited to their work. Both had
excellent people skills and high ability in their roles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> As an added bonus Tony had a
Pilot’s license which was used to great advantage to maintain radio systems
around the country, particularly in the War torn Tribal Trust lands where locals
who </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">didn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> give support to Insurgents were at risk. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Tony and I managed to repair no
less than five radio systems scattered across the North and North Eastern part
off the country in one day. To do this by road would have taken a week or so,
with the very real risk of ambush or a land mine incident.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Flying did have it its own
risks however, when we flew towards Sipolilo the area was covered in rain
clouds , this presented no problem to Tony, he flew around for some time until
he spotted a small hole in the cloud cover and dropped us rapidly into it.
Things worked out fine; he was able to spot the Airfield quite quickly-we had a
job to do and Tony was the right guy to do it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I think some pilots might have
deferred that trip. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bill Hosie was an expert Radio
Technician. As a youngster he was a keen ‘Radio Ham’ and was one of the first
people to achieve a radio ‘Moon bounce’ to California from Southern Africa. Much
of his weekend time consisted of trips out into the bush testing radio antennae,
and long distance Vhf communication, experience that was perfect for his work.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bill’s technical knowledge was
equal to any electronic or communication problem that we had. Many times we
technicians phoned him long distance from places like Mtoko, Mangula, and
Melsettter for technical advice – with this help, and the spares we carried, I
never needed to leave an area without having repaired the Radio system.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The senior technician was Bruce
Quail, like Bill and Tony he too was very competent at his job and cool to an
amazing degree. The general manager who originally chose them for this work was
obviously a very good judge of character and ability.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bruce’s approach to life became
obvious to me on my first Bush trip. I first met him at the Chipinga Hotel near
the Eastern border where we had planned to meet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> After a handshake and a hello,
we drove off to where the work was being done. The Village of Chipinga is in a
mountainous area, and in a short while we were driving in very scenic country on
a wide gravel road. I couldn’t help glancing at the speedometer and pushing my
feet into the carpet. I estimated our speed in the region of 130 km /hour (not
far short of a Peugeot 404’s top speed). </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The road at this point was
entering a long left curve and soon we were in a ‘controlled’ sideways drift-
With a 45 degree downward slope to our right, and a good view of the stream
about a hundred metres below this was scary stuff. With one hand on the
steering wheel, and his right elbow on the window ledge, he looked across at me,
and casually remarked “Geronimo!” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I managed to say nothing, but
was thinking-“what the hell have I got myself into”. Little did I know,
Bruce’s hobby was Rally driving. These Impala bush trips gave him plenty of
practice as I regularly found out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Some of the younger blokes
tried to copy his style- we had a few prangs (accidents) that way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Our Bush trips varied between 2
to 5 weeks depending on terrain, weather, and the number of farm radios we had
to install. As Impala field staff, we received a 20 percent salary allowance on
top of our normal pay. This was to cover extra hours in the field when required.
We worked a lot longer than this, but nobody ever complained. After one bush
trip of 5 weeks the general manager of the group wanted a breakdown of how we
spent our time. We gave him an accurate report and he found out that we
willingly worked well in excess of 20 percent overtime. Bruce and I would often
work till late at night, repairing or preparing equipment for the next day’s
work.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> A radio and ‘Centre panel’ were
installed at the local Police Station with antennae on a high mast.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> In mountainous country (most of
the Eastern Border), we also installed a repeater on the highest mountain within
radio signal reach of the Police station.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This gave us very wide area
radio coverage</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On every farm that radio signals
could reach, we installed a radio; this was usually installed in the centre of
the house to reduce the possibility of it being hit by a bullet, rocket or
shrapnel. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A remote control box with a
handset was attached to the radio by a long extension cable. The reason for this
was so that in the event of attack the family could have the remote box right
next to them and press the alarm button which sent off an immediate alarm signal
to the Police Station, at the same time a light lit up in the Police Station
showing the farm name, and the alert signal was automatically re-transmitted to
all other farms in the area. This was especially useful, as the neighbouring
Farmers could then come to the family’s aid. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The radio signal on many farms
was sufficiently strong that only a small aerial placed in the attic or on the
roof was needed. At some farms however the signal was weak and so a tall radio
mast with a large antenna was installed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On one occasion, Bruce and I,
plus the farmer, and some of his workers, were erecting a very tall radio mast
on sloping, uneven ground behind the farmhouse. It was quite a complex operation
using a ‘Gin pole’ and steel cables. On flat ground, the mast usually goes up
without a hitch. This time however just before we got the mast vertical it took
on a life of its own, twisting and bending in all sorts of directions at once.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Naturally we all had to let go
of the supporting cables and dash for cover. The farmer was shocked and wide
eyed, not Bruce of course-, he looked at me and calmly said “Oh dear” as if he
had just spilt a cup of tea or something equally trivial. Radio comms were not
possible from the farmhouse right then, but later we managed to get
communication for the family by being able to access the Melsetter radio panel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">One particularly arrogant and
stubborn Farmer in the Chipinga area said he </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">didn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> want a radio installed- I
felt sorry for his family. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> A month or two later when
terrorism was in full swing in the area and he desperately wanted a radio
installed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">For the sake of his family (not
for him), our firm went out on a special trip to install the equipment. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We had an interesting mix of
radio installers, among them Three ex SAS soldiers, a Rhodesian amateur boxing
champion, and an ex Israeli soldier named Marko, A terrific fellow,, very
competent and not easily frightened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> On his first trip out with me,
we were driving to Centenary.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Our Land Rover was ‘Mine
–proofed’ by having conveyor belt rubber fitted to the floor, and serious
aircraft Pilot type seat belts, for both passengers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I stopped at the end of the tar
sealed road just before the dirt road and gave Marco two cigarette filters –
(one for each ear) to reduce ear damage in case of a Mine incident- “Ah just
like Israel now”, he said with a smile on his face. Naturally I didn’t need to
show him how to use the Uzi sub machine gun that we carried for these trips.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A short way down the road while
I was nervously thinking about landmines, attack etc, we drove round a curve
to see what was obviously a farmer’s wife and child casually walking down the
road, she was carrying an Slinged Uzi over her shoulder. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My admiration for the Rhodesian
Farmers and their families was, and still is absolute.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I decided there and then to not
feel nervous on these trips in future.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> There was me, a young single
male worrying, while she and her family lived in the area and were extremely
vulnerable to attack.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On another occasion during the
rainy season, I was driving the Peugeot van on a dirt road in the Mazoe area. At
the time the area was very active-war wise, and on coming round a bend I had to
drive through a deep rut full of muddy water. The vehicle soon came to a stop
due to wet spark plugs. The Peugeot 404 has the engine tilted to one side, and
has recessed Spark Plug holes- they were now full to the brim with water,
consequently the spark plug insulators were underwater. What to do? After much
rapid thought I got the idea of breaking off a stem off some nearby elephant
grass, and sucked the hot greasy water out of each spark plug recess.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It worked! I was on my relieved
way in no time (with a foul taste in my mouth) - The human mind can come up with
some good stuff when under pressure – even mine </span>
<span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">J</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">While at one of the Rural Police
Stations I had to deliver and install a very large ‘Ironclad’ battery bank on
the repeater site positioned on a hill close by. The Battery bank was a single
unit installed in a large wrap around wooden box. It would have been tedious,
and almost impossible to carry the unit uphill over the steep rocky ground.
</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The local constable said “No
problem- the Convicts will deliver it for you” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">(Poor convicts I thought).
</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> To my surprise he went off into
the bush with his little group – some armed with Machetes. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They returned shortly afterwards
with lots of fresh bark strips and two freshly cut poles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In an amazingly short time they
made up a sling between, the poles, they then placed the battery box in
position, and with much chanting and singing, carried it up the hill. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> It felt like something out of a
Rider Haggard novel. I was totally impressed by the speed and efficiency of the
operation, and got my wallet out and asked the Constable to buy a crate of cokes
for them. Very happy they were too, they had an opportunity to show off their
bush skills, have a day out on the hill, and drink a nice cold Coke in the
bargain.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The bush tribesman has many
skills and a great knowledge of the bush, much of which no doubt would have been
of great use to the early settlers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Many rural people calmly took on
the dangers they were subject to in their stride. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Naturally it got to some. In one
area on the Mozambique border, there was an American character, humorously known
by the locals as- ‘Six Gun Pete’. Pete lived alone in the Bush. At all times he
had two ‘Six Guns’ on his belt. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He told us that he had booby
traps and remote devices in various parts of the garden in case of attack. Also
he had a narrow tower within the house to climb up and fire from when under
attack. Pete was very pleased to get his radio. I don’t know what happened to
him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">If the whole situation drove him
crazy I </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">wouldn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> be surprised. To live alone out there, without someone to
rationalize with, and calm one down would be hard to deal with.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On any of our bush trips we
always carried weapons; happily at no point did I have to pull the trigger. One
of our vehicles did get some bullet holes through it on one trip however. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We regularly got our vehicles
stuck in the mud, often alone, and were quite vulnerable in such situations, but
nobody worried too much. Not bravado, just the human ability to adjust I think.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We had some
fun times though, on one trip in the South East of the country near Chiredzi, I
had just finished a big job on a hot day and was approaching the Motel where I
was booked into for the night. A bus was stopped on the nearby bridge and
hadn’t moved for some time. I assumed the bus to be broken down, so I pulled out
to pass it, only to discover that the bus was stopped so that the passengers
could look at a wild Ostrich casually strolling on the bridge. I impatiently
decided to pass through the gap available .Unfortunately the vehicles large rear
view mirror assembly pressed hard up against the Ostriches backside- the bird
was most upset and jumped about quite a bit- feathers flew in fact, causing much
hilarity and laughter from the passengers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Later that
night while chatting with the Motel Manager, he said to me. “It’s a funny thing-
we have an Ostrich in this area that wanders about in the grounds, he usually
causes no problems, but tonight he has started kicking some of the customer’s
cars!”- I </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">didn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> say a word. On checking my vehicle the next day, it showed no
signs of Ostrich damage -evidently these particular birds don’t have memories
like Elephants.</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;"> </span><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">‘Mac’ and Keith on a Bush trip, with the usual Uzi and S.L.R rifle for company</span></b><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">.</span></span></td></tr>
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<br /><span style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18.399999618530273px; text-align: justify;">Most radio system faults occurred during the ‘Lightening Season’ Usually round about November</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had installed a 24 metre mast
at the Honde Valley Police Station, some months previously.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Perhaps my ‘earthing’ of the
mast was insufficient. The radio in the office resembled molten lava- presumably
due to a lightning strike on the mast.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The constable on duty at the
time thought a ‘Rocket’ or mortar had come through the concrete roof.
Fortunately I had a new radio to replace it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My saddest repair trip however
occurred at Mtoko. The Radio panel was badly damaged by a lightning surge and I
had spent some hours repairing it. Within a few minutes of it being repaired, a
worried Farmers wife called in to say that an explosion had occurred in the
vicinity of the Farm entrance gate. The Tractor driver was known to be out at
the time and her Husband had gone to investigate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A short while after that, she
called again, this time in an absolutely distressed state. As I recall another
explosion had occurred involving her Husband too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I have never felt so sad for
anybody in my life. I don’t know the full details of the incident and so can’t
comment any further. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Later on my way back while
travelling between Mtoko and Mrewa I had just crested a hill when I saw a huge
transport truck that was sideways on, about 200 metres ahead and straddling the
road completely.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> In case it was an ambush I
stopped to put the Uzi on my lap, and saw that the best way past was via the
cleared bush on the left hand side. The bush was a bit rough and I was moving
slowly through it, when an unarmed African called out to me. It felt safe enough
and I stopped.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thankfully I did, it was the
driver of the truck.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">He had ‘jackknifed’ the truck
for some reason and </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">couldn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> move it. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He asked me to inform the office
in Mrewa, to let them know of his predicament. I asked him if he would like a
lift with me instead. He declined indicated that he must stay with his truck-
another ‘Unsung Hero’ of the war. I felt sorry and concerned for him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> At one point we were installing
radios faster than the firm could put them together, so Bill got us out one day
to carry out radios signal testing on the antennae’s he had designed (due to
sanctions we </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">couldn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> get the ones made in Ireland). </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">While doing our tests on vacant
ground in the local industrial area, An Air force Wing Commander recognized me
and came across for a chat. I thought it was going to be friendly, but it </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He said that it was about time
that I got called up by the Air force to resume my duties as a radio technician
at forward Airfields in the bush, where he had seen me so often before.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">He stated that he would contact
some people in high places and have it arranged.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I am quite sure that he </span></span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">didn't</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> know the true nature of our duties. As much as my Radio duties in the Air force
had been important, there is no doubt in my mind which duties were of more
value. Especially considering that the Air force had quite a few radio
technicians at the time. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Nothing happened, and I presume
he was told how valuable Impala Electronics were.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">After installing and testing the
radio system in a remote farmhouse and start to leave, it’s a wonderful and
humbling experience, when the farmer’s wife and her small children wave goodbye,
and sincerely thank you, for making their lives a little safer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Working with Impala Electronics
was to me, the most valuable and satisfying thing I have ever done. </span></div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-37520360082632974862014-02-04T13:00:00.002+02:002014-02-04T14:33:48.350+02:00An Issue Is Born - Rhodesia and Nyasaland (Stamps)<div style="text-align: justify;">
AN ISSUE IS BORN RHODESIA AND NYASALAND</div>
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LONDON RHODESIA AIRMAIL SERVICE, 1932-62</div>
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THE preparations for this new commemorative issue were begun early in 1961 and towards the end of the year Mr. J. Snell of the Rhodesia and Nyasaland High Commissioner's Office in London very kindly sent us the art-work and photographs used in the production of the three stamps which appeared on February 6th. In all cases the finished drawings (not shown) were prepared by Mr. V. Whiteley of Harrison's, of which, of course, the stamps are replicas in miniature. These were dated " 30.1.61 " for the 6d. and 1s. 3d. stamps, and " 16.3.61 " for the 2s. 6d.</div>
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The source of design for the 6d. stamp was an original photograph (Fig. 1) of the actual De Havilland 66 Hercules aircraft which brought the northbound mails into Salisbury on the inaugural flight in 1932. This was the Imperial Airways machine G-AAJH, City of Basra, one of the great veterans of aviation. Fig. 2 shows a pencil sketch taken from the photograph by an artist (unnamed) of the Federal Department of Printing and Stationery in Salisbury. It was on the sketch that the final design of the stamp was based, a design which included the artist's imaginative trees and native-huts but virtually eliminated the crowd of well-wishers seen in the photograph, leaving the plane with a servicing team of five. The colourful scene is enhanced by a bright vermilion sunrise. The sketch is evidently a tracing of the machine in the photograph but quite acceptable for all that.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small; text-align: justify;">Fig. 1. Photo, of the arrival of the inaugural flight in 1932.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small; text-align: justify;">Fig. 2 Pencil sketch based on the above photograph and reproduced on the stamp.</span><br />
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In marked contrast of flying machines, the 1s. 3d. stamp shows an Empire " C " Class Flying-boat just after take-off from the Zambezi River. The main source of design was the B.O.A.C. photograph " A 80 " (Fig. 3) showing the Qantas Empire Airways (Australian) machine VH-ABB Coolangatta rising from the water on take-off. The picture was reversed on the stamp and the plane's registration letters were altered to G-ADHL, that of the Imperial Airways " C " Class Flying-boat Canopus, which operated Rhodesian airmail's over part of the route in 1937. There was a photograph of Canopus supplied by B.O.A.C., Salisbury. The characteristic background of the Zambezi River in the Victoria Falls National Park comes from a Federal Information Department photograph No. 2918 taken by R. D. K. Hadden (Fig. 4). As can be seen, the foreground trees and foliage have been omitted, while the water has been made to look decidedly choppy.</div>
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For the 2s. 6d. stamp the Rhodesian Philatelic Advisory Committee desired to produce something different and unusual, not simply another aircraft, and it was decided to show a night scene of a B.O.A.C. Comet 4 on the airport tarmac, this machine representing the latest developments in airmail transport. An unsigned black-and-white drawing (Fig. 5) was the basis of the design, but though the stamp picture of the aircraft looks very much the same there are differences of detail revealed in a coloured rough drawing prepared by Mr. Whiteley (" 25.1.61 ") with shade samples suggested by the Postmaster-General's Department. In the sketch the wheels below the near- side wing are oddly shaped, as also is the nacelle close to the wing-tip.</div>
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In the final drawings these matters were put right and the open mouths of the jet engines were considerably flattened, probably on the authority of some other picture or photograph. For Post Office purposes black is not a favourable colour for stamps as the cancellation does not show up well, and so a compromise was effected. The scene became a twilight one with the rosy remnants of a lush sunset still in the sky and a velvet tinge over the airfield at Salisbury, Rhodesia. The Queen's formal portrait is uniform on all three stamps as also is the lettering " RHODESIA & NYASALAND ",the inscriptions and the figures of value.</div>
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The three stamps have the bright colours and superficial " prettiness " which we have come to expect from the photogravure process of printing. And that implies no criticism of Harrison and Sons! The colour registration is immaculate as usual and the subtle nuances of an airfield at dusk are remarkably well done.</div>
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Stanley Gibbons Monthly Magazine. by Eddy Norris. Material made available by Iain Harper (RhArmy) - thank you Iain<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><i>Neill Storey (UBHS and RhArmy) Writes:-</i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><i><b><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><i>Have been meaning to send you the attached (copy of newspaper
cutting) for a while - unfortunately cannot lay my hands on my copy
which would have noted the date it appeared in the Telegraph -
apparently April 96. </i></span></b></i></span></b></div>
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Have to say we were gob smacked having grown up with his younger
children Grania and Terry we had no idea of his wartime exploits and
I dont believe anyone else in Umtali did either.</i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><i><b><span style="font-family: Cambria;"><i>In true SAS fashion he kept very quiet. You and brother Peter must
be of elder brother Tim's vintage ( ish ) and sadly I cannot recall
the name of the other older brother.</i></span></b></i></span></b></div>
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Sadly their mother Mary died last week here in England.</i></span></b><br />
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MAJOR MILES MacDERMOT, who has died aged 75, was awarded an MC in
North Africa in 1941, and the next year joined the newly created
SAS, when it was destroying Axis aircraft and other targets on
airfields deep in enemy-held territory.</div>
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In 1943 he was taken prisoner in company with David Stirling, the
founder of the SAS; the two men escaped, but both were recaptured.
MacDermot made three more escape attempts, the last of which
succeeded.</div>
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After leaving the Army in 1949, he served for 25 years in the
Internal Affairs Department of Southern Rhodesia, later Zimbabwe.</div>
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Miles Hugh Charles MacDermot, the son of a planter, was born on June
4 1920 in Taiping, Malaya. He was educated at Downside.</div>
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In 1939 he was commissioned into the Royal Artillery, and in 1941 he
saw action in Syria, where the pro-Vichy government hadallowed the
Germans to establish air-bases at Damascus, Palmyra and Rayak.</div>
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A mixed force or British and Free French was dispatched lo put Syria
under Free French control. This was achieved after an arduous
five-week campaign, which witnessed the last horsed cavalry charge
by a unit of the British Army.</div>
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MacDermot then moved on to North Africa where he was awarded an MC
the following November. The citation recorded that "OnNovember 25,
near Sidi Omar, this officer's troop of Light Anti-Aircraft Guns was
sited in protection of a Field Battery when it was attacked by 28 tanks.</div>
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"A very fierce engagement ensued lasting three quarters of an hour
during which enemy and machine gun fire was intense. Lt MacDermot
set a splendid example to his men, moving to each of the guns and
endeavouring to get the damaged ones in action again. The efforts of his troop contributed in no small way to the
defeat of the attacks."</div>
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The SAS had by then been created by David Stirling, with the object
of destroyingon the ground German aircraft which were too fast and numerous for the Desert Air Force to shoot down.</div>
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In order to reach their targets, the SAS soon abandoned the idea of
parachuting into areas behind the enemy lines. Instead they relied
on the expertise of the Long Range Desert Group, a reconnaissance
unit, to assist them to reach their targets, and sometimes to help
to extricate them when SAS vehicles had been badly damaged in raids.</div>
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Col RB Mayne, who had been with the SAS from the beginning (and won
four DSOs) wrote to MacDermot's father, "Miles joined my Squadron in
September last and he wasn't very long with us before I made him a
Captain; he was good. The first job he did with us was to blow out a
railway line between Matuib and Tobruk, and not content with that he
captured a post with 16 Italians and four machine guns, which was
guarding a siding, blew the siding to pieces and then chased and
caught a German truck and burnt it. He had five men with him. He was
continually operating from then until he was caught. Last time he
was with our CO, David Stirling, when they were motoring through to
contact 1st Army, they were caught somewhere near Gabes."</div>
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By late 1943 the Germans, who had by then lost 350 aircraft and much
else destroyed by the SAS, had imported a special regiment to
counter them. By this time the operational area was much smaller,
but the SAS managed to mine the Sfax- Gabe's railway line and
destroy a number of trucks.</div>
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MacDermot and Stirling moved by night and slept by day; they were
discovered accidentally by 500 Germans who were on a cordon and
search exercise at the time. Both men managed to escape the next
night, but were betrayed by Arabs who had been offered a large
reward by the Germans.</div>
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Stirling also made four attempts to escape, but at 6 ft 5in he was
too conspicuous to avoid capture for long, and was eventually
interned in Colditz. After MacDermot's third escape he, too, was
threatened with Colditz, but he escaped yet again during a forced
march of Allied prisoners to Czechoslovakia.</div>
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To reach safety he took shelter in a forest during a battle until
American infantry rolled over his position. He was repatriated and
was en route to the Far East when the war ended with the Japanese
surrender.</div>
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Back in England, he served with the Oxfordshire and Buckinghamshire
Regiment and was briefly adjutant with the Oxford University
Officers' Training Corps.</div>
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In 1947 MacDermot was posted to Palestine, in Military Intelligence,
and had a narrow escape when the Officers Mess of the Intelligence
Unit was blown up by a Zionist saboteur. MacDermot was in a field
hospital at the time, having broken his legplaying hockey the
previous day.</div>
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In 1949 he left the Army and moved to Tanganyika to join an old
friend in a fish-farming venture. This ended in disaster, the local
crocodiles thrived on the abundance of fish; nets and dams were
destroyed by hippo.</div>
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MacDermot then tried growing sugar in Natal, and in 1959 joined the
Internal Affairs Department of the Government of Southern Rhodesia,
at Umtali.</div>
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During the next 25 years in Rhodesia and Zimbabwe he made long trips
into the Tribal Trust Lands, promoting agricultural conservation and
encouraging peasant farmers to adopt modern husbandry methods.
Later, he served on the Agricultural Advisory </div>
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Committee in Zimbabwe.</div>
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Miles MacDermot married, in 1951, Mary Gordon- Creed, who survives
him; they had three sons and a daughter.</div>
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Jeepers - what a man! Special thanks to Neill for sharing this
information with ORAFs.<br />
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Thanks also to the "Telegraph" for the use of their material.<br />
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Comments are welcome - does anyone remember the family in Umtali?
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Ref. RhodesiaRhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-10742584197996855802014-01-28T16:28:00.001+02:002014-02-15T14:06:32.964+02:00Memories of Northern Rhodesia<div style="text-align: justify;">
Bridge Sole Writes:-</div>
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Wendy Altona-de Klerk (Werner) kindly made the following text and photographs available to ORAFs.</div>
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She also has a beautiful old walking stick made of tightly knit copper wire which has a small silver plaque on the top of the handle with the inscription, "From Cecil John Rhodes to J H Lawley"</div>
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My great grandmother and Wendy's grandmother, was the first woman to fly north from South Africa to Northern Rhodesia in that aeroplane which eventually crash landed. Wendy has all of the original photographs taken of that flight and the crash. I have attached copies of these photos that I took with my cell phone.</div>
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The photos of the flight from South Africa to Northern Rhodesia<br />
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In actual fact, the house where Wendy lives in Hermanus was where the first UDI for Northern Rhodesia was ever signed. So there is lots and lots of history there.</div>
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Attached a fewother images: </div>
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The house with the arches was my great grandparents and grandparents home on Hereford Farm, Lusaka. This is where my Mum and Wendy and their siblings grew up.</div>
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Other images shown of how they crossed flooding rivers with cattle, how they crossed the vehicles etc.</div>
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Business Interests<br />
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The above book contained the under mentioned information.<br />
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LUSAKA BUSINESS CONCERNS<br />
NORTH-WESTERN RHODESIA FARMERS' CO-OPERATIVE SOCIETY, Ltd<br />
P.O. Box 12<br />
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The co-operative principle is well established in Rhodesia, especially in connection with the agricultural and kindred industries, such as dairying", etc. Northern Rhodesia has its example in the same connection in the North-Western Rhodesia Farmers' Co-operative Society, Ltd., which was started about sixteen years ago with about only 40 members, and has succeeded so well that its members now number 140, representing- about 80 per cent, of the producers of the territory. The nominal capital is £50,000, of which £10,000 has been paid.<br />
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Each member contributes about £125 to the reserve fund by the deduction of 3d. per bag of produce; and when the sum in question has been attained, it becomes the sole property of the Society. If a member resigns he leaves his reserve fund behind, but retains his share, which he is at liberty to transfer to any other member within three years. If at the end of that time the said share has not been transferred, the Society takes it back at par if so requested.<br />
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The Society markets the produce to its member —maize, wheat, beans, nuts, etc.—at the best possible rates. Its premises occupy an area of six acres, and they have their own railway siding. They were erected in 1925 in place of the small establishment near Counsell s Hotel, where the Society started its activities, and include an excellent Greenhill plant, capable of turning out 30 bags of 200 lb. each of meal per hour, also a Tattersall plant for the milling of wheat. The machinery is driven by a Crossley suction gas-engine and a Crossley oil-engine.<br />
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At the time of writing the Government is very keen for the organisation of a co-operative society in connection with the cattle industry of the country, under the management of the North- Western Rhodesia Farmers' Co-operative Society Ltd., and there is every likelihood of that being accomplished very soon.<br />
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The Society is affiliated to the Federated Farmers' Co-operative Association of South Africa, Ltd., and the manager-secretary is Mr. Harry Rich, A.I.S.A.<br />
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Thanks to Wendy for sharing these truly wonderful photographs and memories with us. Thanks to Bridge for her assistance and also thanks to Dave and Brenda Jenkins for the contact.<br />
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<br />Photo 10- and 11 made available by Eddy Norris. Source Guide to the Federation of Rhodesia and Nyasaland -1959<br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-29145252729160864502014-01-28T09:03:00.000+02:002014-01-29T08:21:01.985+02:00Cargoman CrewBy Andy McNeil<br />
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This photograph was taken in 1979, in the cockpit of Jack Malloch's DC 8's,
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Photograph shows Capt. Tony Norton and F/O Hayes with my chimp James
checking out the FE panel. We flew down from the Congo, aboard this
aircraft.<br />
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<b>By Hew Travers</b></div>
A great photograph (seeing that I took it!), but I am having trouble
working out which one is the Chimp is! ;-<br />
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I have attached another photo that I took, this time one of the
Chimps is having a smoke break!<br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-44780628441855555842014-01-23T09:28:00.001+02:002014-01-23T09:48:47.609+02:00VISIT OF H.R.H. THE PRINCE OF WALES TO BROKEN HILL AND MULUNGUSHI, NORTHERN RHODESIA - 1925<br />
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H.R.H. THE PRINCE OF WALES<br />
TO BROKEN HILL AND MULUNGUSHI, NORTHERN RHODESIA<br />
And Opening of Rhodesa Broken Hill Development Company's
Hydro-Electric Power Scheme at Mulungush1<br />
Wednesday 15th July 1925</span></b></span></div>
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2.30 to 3.45 p.m.—Entertainment of Children and Presentation of
Commemoration Medals<br />
3.00 to 4.25 p.m.-Football Match KATANGA (Belgian Congo) versus
BROKEN Hill<br />
3.45 p.m.— Falling-in of Parades of Ex-Service Men. Natives. Boy
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Thanks to Wendy Altona-de Klerk (Werner)<u><b> </b>
</u>for sharing these memories and photographs with us all.
Thanks also
Bridget Sole (Mulock-Bentley) for her assistance, and to Dave and
Brenda Jenkins (RhAF) for the contact.</span><br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-37359341463428482342014-01-11T19:46:00.000+02:002014-01-11T19:46:16.515+02:00Southern Rhodesian Stamps to the UK - 1970<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Thought you would like to document the attached picture. The Pom's even went as far as surcharges/stamps on normal family mail from Rhodesia. I never knew this........ makes my blood boil. So my poor Gran had to pay to receive mail !!!!! Grrrrrrr....</div>
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Found about 10 of these in my mothers "Glory Box"</div>
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The Text on the rubber stamps reads:</div>
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<b><span style="color: red;"><i>Southern Rhodesian Stamps</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: red;"><i>The Government has announced that stamps issued in Rhodesia of the kind used on this postal packet have no legal basis. The packet is accordingly surcharged.</i></span></b><br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-88385765555924956942014-01-10T15:14:00.000+02:002014-01-10T15:15:40.491+02:00The European Pioneers of Northern Rhodesia - Hector Croad (The Silent One)<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
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<i>The following was extracted from a book ORAFs received. If you have
a contact with the <a href="http://www.nrzam.org.uk/NRJ/">author</a> or his family,
please let ORAFs have it. I have tried to establish contact to
request permission to use this article. I have also linked names and places to
a website to expand on these paces. Please remember many non Rhodesian
and young Rhodesian read our articles, so it is there to hopefully assist those folks.
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;">HECTOR CROAD: THE SILENT ONE</span></b></div>
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THE NAME OF HECTOR CROAD has already been mentioned as one of the
first officials recruited for North-Eastern Rhodesia by Harry
Johnston in 1894. He died in retirement in
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mbala,_Zambia">Abercorn</a> in 1949. In
Legislative Council that year
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stewart_Gore-Browne">Sir
Stewart Gore-Browne</a> referred to him as a very distinguished
Northern Rhodesian of a generation that had almost passed away and
said that he was a man “of most remarkable reticence “.</div>
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If ever a man deserved the title “a strong silent Englishman” it was
Croad, who could sit silent in a room full of people for hours on
end merely smiling gently in answer to some remark. Although he
could talk most interestingly when in the mood, his normal
conversation consisted of deep grunts, short, gruff remarks or
sentences with long, very long, intervals in between them.</div>
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He was born in London in 1865. After leaving Charterhouse School he
went to Canada and worked on the Canadian Pacific Railways and then
in the Canadian police. In the first years of 1890 he came out to
British Central Africa and joined a trading firm believed to have
been that of one of the Pettit Brothers of the Blantyre district.
Whilst trading on the Mozambique border he must have crossed it
because he was arrested and put into gaol. The British Central
Africa Administration heard of his plight and sent an official to
negotiate his release which was effected, the official having to
give a receipt for the return of the Englishman.</div>
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Shortly after this Croad joined the British Central Africa
Administration and the British Central Africa Gazette reports him as
being appointed Assistant Collector,
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luapula_Province">Luapula
District</a>, as from 7th April, 1894. Bainbridge, who was Assistant
Collector, Mweru, was promoted to Collector, Luapula District, on
the same date. It is not known for certain which station Croad went
to first, but it is presumed that when he reached North-Eastern
Rhodesia he was sent on to take over Fort Rosebery on the Luapula
River because Bainbridge had died at Kalungwishi station on the 8th
February, before his promotion had been gazetted. If he did go there
it is not known for how long, but in April of the following year,
1895, he was Assistant to Dr. Blair Watson at Kalungwishi, for in
that month Blair Watson set out to occupy
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kilwa_Island,_Zambia">Kilwa
Island</a> on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Mweru">Lake
Mweru</a> and in his report he says he decided to take Croad with
him. Later in the same year or early the next year he relieved
Chiana Harrington at <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choma">
Choma,</a> a station at the north end of Mweru Marsh. So as one of
the first batch of officials posted to North-Eastern Rhodesia before
the British South Africa Company took over he moved around quite a
lot in his first two years.</div>
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The occupation of Kilwa Island is worth mentioning as it was the
first of several, albeit the most peaceful, of the expeditions in
which Croad took part, aimed at bringing recalcitrant chiefs under
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The island is very close to the Congo side of the lake just north of
where the Luapula enters the lake and, in spite of the closeness of
the Congo shore, the main, deep channel of the Luapula flows between
it and the island so there is now no argument about its geographical
position—it lies in Rhodesian waters. Kilwa, about eight miles long
and five wide is a romantic place with cliffs, beaches, open
savannah country, patches of relics of equatorial rain forest and
oil palms. From the top of one of its hills a deep vertical shaft
descends into caves with stalagmites and stalactites. Another hidden
approach to the caves is from the water’s edge in the cliffs, an
entry that is sometimes disputed by crocodiles lying just above
water level. The caves are full of human and animal bones, charred
wood and ash indicating at least temporary human occupation. It has
a stormy and legendary history of aboriginal pygmies and bushmen
being superseded by Bantu and then of tribal war. At the end of the
nineteenth century it had been taken over by a band of Swahili slave
traders from the east coast of Africa who, like so many such bands
in Central Africa, had set up permanent occupation and intermarried
with local tribes. Its chief at the time of Blair Watson and Croad
was Nsimba, a Swahili slaver from Zanzibar who had turned Kilwa into
“a garden and a fort” from where he raided for ivory and slaves in
the Congo. He had been attacked five times by the Belgians who had
been driven off each time and when Blair Watson and Croad took the
island the chief’s stockade was decorated with the heads of thirty
Belgian <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Askari">askari.</a></div>
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Blair Watson and Croad approached Nsimba’s stockade in two large
canoes, having slept hidden overnight on the eastern coast, with
thirteen Nyamwezi (Tanganyika born) police and eight Mambwe
(Rhodesian born) police. As they approached, the war drums were
beaten and the “Zanzibar” flag (in common use by the slavers) run
up. Blair Watson, in spite of his tragic addiction, was no coward
and, leaving Croad standing off-shore with the main body of police,
he went ashore with only three men, one a Zanzibari who had been
attached to the famous Stairs’ expedition which had obtained Katanga
for the Belgians in 1891. In spite of the fact that Nsimba’s men
were well armed with captured Belgian rifles with plenty of
ammunition as well as muzzle loaders, Blair Watson was not attacked.
The reason, discovered shortly after arrival, was that Chief Nsimba
had accidentally shot himself and was dead and no agreement had been
reached about a successor, there being intrigues between the
Zanzibari, local elements and the Nyamwezi or Ruga-Ruga mercenary
warriors who were customarily the armed escorts of the slave
caravans. So there was no one to organise resistance.</div>
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The two men stayed on the island for ten days by which time the
authority of the British South Africa Company had been fully
established. The heads were down from the stockade, the Union Jack
flew from a flagstaff and dire threats installed into the Swahili as
to what would happen to them if they tried to send any more slave
caravans to the east coast. The year before, a caravan from Kilwa,
on the first leg of its journey, had been intercepted before it
reached Abdullah in the Mporokoso district. A fight took place with
British South Africa Company police and the two leaders of the
caravan killed. There is no record of which official was in charge;
it was just one of those common skirmishes that were routine for the
first officials.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
And so the occupation of Kilwa Island was peaceful but had it not
been for the death of Nsimba there could easily have been a few more
heads on the stockade.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
In 1899 Croad took part in the attack on Chief Mporokoso’s stockaded
village but since “Chiana” Harrington, the Assistant Collector of
the district concerned, was in charge of the attack the story more
properly belongs to him. Croad, together with Andrew Law and W. R.
Johnstone, all from Abercorn were there to help. ~See NOTES.)</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
There seems little doubt that Croad was one of the colleagues whom
Blair Watson introduced to the drug habit. In later life Croad made
no bones about the fact that he was one among others who used the
morphia syringe. As mentioned earlier, life was not easy for these
first officials, alone among a not very friendly population. Except
in pitched battles the Africans were afraid to try and commit
outright murder of a white man but, as C1-iirupula Stephenson has
said, “they did what they dared —by poisoned arrow, by trip by trap,
by witchcraft or magic—to frighten these youthful Englishmen away”
and some relief, some relaxation of a constant strain was necessary
and was more convenient than whisky. In 1937, long after
Croad’s retirement, the Governor of Northern Rhodesia at the time,
<a href="http://rhodesianheritage.blogspot.com/2012/07/lady-young-and-her-gypsy-moth.html">Sir Hubert Young</a>, when visiting Abercorn, asked Croad about the
habit, how it was that in Croad’s case an apparent miracle had
occurred in that he had not become an incurable addict as had
happened in the case of Blair Watson and others and, indeed, as was
the popular impression of the effect of drug-taking. The
conversation was over lunch and Croad just gave one of his
characteristic grunts,” I didn’t order any more</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Whether Croad was, to use a modern phrase, anti-social before he
came to Northern Rhodesia we do not know. But it was quite obvious
that he enjoyed the lonely outstation life. He was, or became,
taciturn and morose and the Africans, with their ironic sense of
humour, gave him the native name of “Chendanseka “, “He who walks
with a smile “. He was grim visaged, as one might expect, a fact
which possibly explains why there is no known photograph of him.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
It must have been quite early in his career, possibly shortly after
the occupation of Kilwa Island and whilst he was still stationed in
the Luapula Valley, that Croad began the habit of disappearing for
long periods. On the first occasion he was “lost” for four months in
the Luapula Valley. He came back quite unmoved by the fact that
colleagues had worried about him, merely stating that he had been
touring his district. He developed a talent for surveying and
mapping and the June, 1898, issue of the Journal of the Royal
Geographical Society contains an article by him on the Choma
division of the Luapula district accompanied by a very neatly drawn,
and obviously accurate, map. This was his only published
article—unfortunately—although his maps were to become renowned.</div>
</span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
In the early years of the century whilst posted at
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serenje_District">Serenje</a>
he continued his disappearances for long periods which were now
mainly devoted to mapping. Serenje was connected with the capital,
Fort Jameson, by runner and the mail bags used to pile up in Croad’s
deserted office until the postmaster at Fort Jameson could send no
more mail to Serenje because he had no bags left. On one occasion
His Honour the Administrator sent a letter announcing his
forthcoming visit of inspection to Serenje. On arrival at Serenje
after what was in those days a ten-day trek he found the station
deserted except for a few African police and messengers and the
letter announcing his visit still lying in one of the unopened bags
on the office floor. His Honour walked back to Fort Jameson: and
since he was a surveyor by profession L. A. (afterwards Sir
Lawrence) Wallace, the Administrator, the only surveyor ever to
become a Governor, made no complaint at all to Croad.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Croad’s maps became famous. Over the years he mapped the whole vast
area, stretching along hundreds of miles of what is now the Great
North Road, between Serenje and Abercorn. He climbed all the
prominent hills, denuding the top of all trees except for one which
acted as a beacon and even to-day isolated trees standing on the
tops of hills are always referred to as “ Croad’s Beacons “. He
would toil up the hills, taking his carriers with him, camp for the
night on the top whilst files of African women from the nearest
village, which may have been many miles away, would trail up even
the steepest hills carrying pots of water on their heads so that the
“Bwana” could have his bath.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Another classic story was told about a young probationer newly
appointed to the service and posted to an outstation under Croad.
After a couple of weeks’ lengthy and weary trek from Fort Jameson
the young man walked into the station to find Croad at some job in
his workshop preparatory to an immediate departure on tour. As the
probationer introduced himself Croad barely looked up and merely
grunted,” I don’t know you; I didn’t ask for you; I don’t want you
“. He then disappeared on safari for three months leaving the
probationer, who had been warned about the peculiarities of his
superior officer, to learn his new job from the African police and
messengers.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
When the 1914 war broke out with fighting on the Northern Rhodesian
border and in the later stages with German troops invading the
Territory, Croad’s were the only maps available. The War Office took
them over and Croad was given a bonus of £100. They were remarkable
for their accuracy and even at the time of Croad’s death printed
copies were, and may still be, part of the War Office records.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
By the time the 1914 war broke out Croad was the District
Commissioner, equivalent to the present title of Provincial
Commissioner, for the whole Northern Province. Kasama was provincial
headquarters and, in 1918, the German
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Emil_von_Lettow-Vorbeck">
General, Von Lettow</a>, evaded the allied forces in East Africa and
invaded Northern Rhodesia making, first of all, for Kasama. Northern
Rhodesia and Nyasaland were the only British territories, apart from
a corner of Kenya occupied briefly, invaded by the Germans in that
war. Croad, as the senior civil official, evacuated all the European
women and children from Abercorn and Kasama southwards to a camp at
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mpika">Mpika</a>. On the
border Abercorn had been the scene of much fighting in the first
years of the war but by 1918 only a few civilians were left, the war
having moved northwards. But when Von Lettow moved southwards again
he was expected to attack Abercorn first. But he slipped over the
border near Fife avoiding Abercorn and making for Kasama. It is
related that he tapped the telegraph line, tacked insecurely on to
trees between the two settlements to hear an Abercorn resident
assuring Kasama that they had raised sixty rifles and would make a
firm stand.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
There was no regular force in Kasama; the troops were on the border
and in German East Africa where Von Lettow, with his usual skill,
had slipped round them. Kasama was hurriedly evacuated as the German
forces approached and the well-known Irish prospector turned
Sergeant, Jack Merry, was left behind to burn all military stores.
But Jack, full of whisky, misinterpreted the order and burnt down
not only all the commercial stores and shops but the government
offices as well. When brought before a board of inquiry his only
naive defence was that he had been told to burn all stores—and that
is what he did. Incidentally whisky features again in two good
stories of the time. It took a well-known Northern Rhodesia
veterinary officer a long time to live down the true story that when
he was captured by the Germans and they had no use for a vet they
exchanged him for only one bottle of whisky. Father Etienne, the
well-known White Father missionary, was in charge of a field medical
centre and it is said that he once had an African medical orderly
for desecrating a church—not a Catholic one. The story goes on that
Father Etienne was court-martialed, found guilty and awarded one
bottle of whisky. Father Etienne died in 1963.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
After the burning of Kasama, Croad retreated to the far bank of the
broad <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chambeshi_River">
Chambeshi </a>River, fifty-four miles to the south. Here was a
pontoon crossing of the river, the shell of an old rubber factory
that had ceased operating just before the war, and one European
house, that of Charlie Simpson who ran the pontoon and was
government agent.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
On the 10th November, 1918, Croad, together with Sergeant Frank
Rumsey, who after the war began ranching on the Chambeshi, returned
towards Kasama in one of the lorries that by the end of the war had
come into use. Just south of Kasama they stopped, blocked the road
with felled trees then climbed the big hill to examine Kasama
through their glasses. Croad only spoke once. He said, “ I can now
tell the government that the Germans have entered Kasaina “. The two
men then returned to the Chambeshi as German patrols began to probe
the road southwards.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
At the Chambeshi the handful of Europeans, Croad, Simpson, Rumsey,
Richard Thornton (who went into a ranching partnership with Rumsey
after the war), Leslie and four other Europeans plus a few askari
prepared to make a stand. They set up two Maxim guns but no one
seemed to know whether they would work. Charlie Simpson buried
£10,000 in specie, Government money and cash taken over from the
Kasama stores and shops, in his goat pen, arguing that the trampling
of the goats would hide traces of digging and in any case the
Germans would be so glad to get the goats they would not worry about
anything else.</div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA">Kasama was connected by telegraph wire to
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kabwe">Broken Hill</a>, 550
miles to the south, the line being tacked rather insecurely to trees
along what was to become the Great North Road. Storms shaking the
trees, elephants pushing the trees or even walking into a low
hanging wire, to say nothing of Africans helping themselves to
lengths of this very useful string, all helped to make communication
by wire unreliable, to put it mildly. But in the early hours of the
morning of the 12th November, Croad did receive a wire telling him
that the Armistice had been signed on the 11th, but that he was to
carry on until he got further instruction from General Van Deventer
who was still trying to catch up with Von Lettow from the north. The
popular story is that everyone got so drunk in Broken Hill on the
11th that they forgot to send a telegram to the people in the firing
line until the 13th. And it was certainly not until noon on the 13th
that Croad got the wire from Van Deventer telling him to get in
touch with Von Lettow to inform him of the Armistice. One story is
that the wire arrived by car from Mpika as the line was down. In the
meantime, on the morning of the 13th, the German advance guard had
reached the Chambeshi and opened fire with machine guns on the
rubber factory, very nearly “bagging” Charlie Simpson in the
process.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
At noon Croad got in touch with Von Spangenberg who was in charge of
the German advance guard and on the morning of the 14th Von Lettow
came down to the Chambeshi and met Croad. At first Von Lettow did
not believe that the war was over and wrote out a telegram, now in
the Rhodes-Livingstone Museum, asking Croad to send it to the
Kaiser. It was then Croad gave his most famous grunt, “There is no
Kaiser</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
And so the last shots of the 1914-8 war were fired in British
territory two days after the end of the war. As a civilian Croad
could not accept the surrender of Von Lettow who had to march his
troops back to Abercorn which Van Deventer had by then reached in
his chase.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
After the war Croad stayed on in the Northern Province, he was never
posted anywhere else, but he was now senior enough to be always at
stations such as
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kasama,_Zambia">Kasama</a> and Abercorn where he had other officials
under him as well as a local population of farmers or traders. By
all accounts he got on well with most people but he retained his
taciturn and morose character. There is no doubt that it was Croad
who started what became a common custom — that junior officials
should never speak to the District Commissioner before eleven
o’clock in the morning. Even at that hour it was safer to peer
through the window first to gauge whether it was a suitable time to
go in at the door and say good morning.</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
At some date Croad did marry and there are two surviving children, a
boy and a girl, now grown up, but, as can be imagined, he did not
get on well generally with either women or children. An entry in the
Kasama District Notebook for 1911-2 records Croad’s wife and one
child for the first time and the wife was still with him in early
1914. But she had long left him when he retired ten years later and
she died in Southern Rhodesia where she had come from. The daughter
looked after Croad for a time during 1930 when he was retired in
Abercorn but she also eventually left him. He would often say that
children were more trouble than they were worth and they were not
worth anything anyhow. That is a typical Croad remark. He also used
to say that the Africans had broken his heart very early in his
career, but in practice Croad was always scrupulously fair in his
dealing with them and strangely thoughtful for their interests.</div>
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After retiring in 1924 Croad took on the management of Sir Stewart
Gore-Browne’s estate at Shiwa Ngandu; then started a farm at Chibwa
for R. W. Yule; finally settling on a farm of his own at Abercorn
where he died in 1949 at the ripe old age of eighty-four.</div>
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English: A formative shot of men of the original
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhodesia_Regiment">Rhodesian
Platoon of the King's Royal Rifle Corps</a> (during the course of
World War I, there were several such platoons). Taken in November
1914 at the KRRC training depot at
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sheerness">Sheerness, Kent</a>,
before the platoon went to the Western Front. In the centre of the
second row from the front sit the
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Paulet,_16th_Marquess_of_Winchester">
16th Marquess of Winchester</a> and the platoon's commanding
officer, Captain John Banks Brady. The majority of the men pictured
were killed in action, with most of the others severely wounded.</div>
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<b>Date</b> November 1914<br />
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<b>Source</b> National Archives of Zimbabwe. Scanned from
McLaughlin, Peter (1980).
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ragtime-Soldiers-Rhodesian-Experience-World/dp/0869202340">
Ragtime Soldiers: The Rhodesian experience in the First World War</a>;
source of image in question given therein as National Archives of
Zimbabwe.</div>
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Author Not recorded. Probably British Army photographer. This image
also appears in Rhodesia and the War, 1914–1917: A Comprehensive
Illustrated Record of Rhodesia's Part in the Great War, published by
Art Printing Works in Salisbury in 1918, again without record of its
photographer. Judging from the character of this formative shot, the
fact that it was taken during wartime just before the unit was
deployed to the Western Front, the fact that it was taken at a
British Army training base, and the fact that its informal sponsor,
the Marquess of Winchester, is present in the centre of the
photograph, I consider it likely that the picture was taken in an
official capacity.</div>
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<span lang="en-za" style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Thank you
to Denise for this information My late Uncle John (Jack) Norris
served with one of these Platoon but sadly was KIA in Loos,
France on May 17, 1916 and aged 22. His headstone can be viewed at
the end of the article at </span><a href="http://rhodesianheritage.blogspot.com/2010/02/inyanga-with-special-reference-to.html" style="text-align: justify;">http://rhodesianheritage.blogspot.com/2010/02/inyanga-with-special-reference-to.html</a><br />
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<b><i>Message from Ted Barnard</i></b><br />
<i>Attached please find a dinner menu from Victoria Falls Hotel dated 20th June 1928.</i><br />
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<i>As can be seen, this is one of a collection of six souvenir designs. Not sure if all the pictures on the front are of animals or scenery around Rhodesia. It would be interesting if someone who is from that era can enlighten us.</i><br />
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<i>Rhoda Guthrie (mother to Bob and Beverley) ex Umtali has dug this out from her collection of memorabilia.</i><br />
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<i>Rhoda, Bev and her family live here in Johannesburg and Bob is in Phuket.</i><br />
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<i>If only prices were still the same, we could eat out every evening.</i><br />
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<i>Unfortunately due to time and probably a waiters moist fingers the menu is not in the best of conditions, but is readable.</i><br />
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<i>If my memory serves me correctly (old age), the hotel is still operating and I am sure underwent renovations a few years ago.</i><br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-78412252461901270712013-12-14T08:20:00.001+02:002013-12-14T08:24:00.227+02:00The Harold Wilson TieJohn Graham (RhArmy) Writes:-<br />
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The Deputy Prime Minister,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Minister of Economic Affairs,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Minister of Defence and</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
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The Hon. Sir Malcom Barrow,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
C.B.E., M.P.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Foreword by the Minister of Defence</b></span></div>
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It is naturally with very mixed feelings that I will be watching
this final parade of the Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army, but it is
indeed a fitting tribute that such a parade should be held in honour
of the Federal Prime Minister.</div>
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The Federal Army has built up a magnificent tradition and standard
of morale and efficiency in the ten short years of Federation.</span><br />
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Although this force is now to be split. I am confident that its
members will serve in their new roles with the Governments of Her
Majesty's Service to the same high degree that they served the
Federal Government, and I would like to take this opportunity of
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">FOREWORD by Major General J. Anderson, C.B.E.</b><br />
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Chief of General Staff</span><br />
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Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army</span><br />
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Today is for us a memorable but sad occasion. Memorable in that we
have all units of the Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army represented on
parade, but sad because it is the last time that this will happen,
and because we are saying farewell to the Federal Prime Minister—who
has played such a prominent part in building up and equipping our
Army to what it is today</div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The officers and men of the Army are proud of their association with
Sir Roy and will always treasure the memory of one who showed the
keenest interest in our activities and who gave us his unlimited
support, whatever the circumstances.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">To Sir Roy and Lady Welensky we say 'Farewell' and wish them the
very best in the future.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">To all ranks of the Army, many of whom will be serving in other
Armies, I would like to say that we hope to continue some form of
affiliation with you. even if only through the medium of sporting
activities or weapon meetings.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
</span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Good luck to you all</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">PARADE STATE</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army is represented on Parade by]</span><br />
<br />
<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. I Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Corps of Engineers and The Rhodesia and
Nyasaland Corps of Signals</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 2 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
1<span style="font-size: x-small;">St </span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Battalion The Kings African Rifles (Central Africa Rifles)</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 3 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
2nd Battalion The Kings African Rifles (Central Africa Rifles)</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 4 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
1st Battalion The Northern Rhodesia Regiment</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 5 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
1st Battalion The Rhodesian African Rifles</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 6 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
1st Battalion The Rhodesian Light Infantry</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 7 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
'C Squadron The Rhodesian Special Air Service Regiment</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 8 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Representing the Territorial force: Depot The Royal Rhodesia
Regiment</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 9 Detachment</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army Services Corps</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Keeping the Ground</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Medical Corps</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army Pay Corps</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Escort to the Reviewing Officer</b><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesian Armoured Car Regiment (Selous Scouts)</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">ORDER OF THE PARADE</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Parade forms up on the Inspection Line facing the Saluting Dais,
in the Order of Precedence shown in the Parade State. The Keepers of
the Ground are posted on the perimeter</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Reviewing Officer, escorted by; Ferret Scout Cars of the
Rhodesian Armoured Car Regiment (Selous Scouts) arrives and is
received with a General Salute. Only the Regimental Colours on,
Parade are lowered in salute. The lowering of She Queen's Colour is
an honour reserved for Royal Personages and certain of H.M. The
Queen's representatives.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Parade Commander invites the Reviewing Officer to inspect the
Parade.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
</span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Parade marches past the Reviewing Officer in Slow and Quick
Time.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<div style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA">As for the General Salute, only the Regimental Colour is allowed to
'fly' during the Salutes on the march.</span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
</span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><br /></span></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span></span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Chief of General Staff presents the Federal Prime Minister with
a plough and a disc harrow, bought with subscriptions from members
of both the Regular and Territorial Forces.</span></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
</span>
</span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><br /></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
After the presentation, the Chief of General Staff orders "Three
Cheers" for Sir Roy Welensky, in which spectators are invited to
join.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
The massed hands of the 1st Battalion The Kings African Rifles, the
2nd Battalion The Kings African Rifles and the 1st Battalion The
Rhodesian African Rifles give a display of marching and
counter-marching.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Representative aircraft from each squadron of the Royal Rhodesian
Air Force fly past by squadrons.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
A General Salute is given to the Reviewing Officer on his departure.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
The Colours arc marched off the Parade.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
The Parade will finally march past the Chief of General Staff and
off Parade.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Spectators are requested to stand and gentlemen to remove hats—</div>
</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
When Colours are marched on and off;</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
When the Colours pass during the March Past and on</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
The arrival and departure of the Reviewing Officer.</span><br />
<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">All spectators are requested to remain in their seats until the last
troops have left the Parade Ground.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">RHODESIA AND NYASALAND CORPS OP ENGINEERS AND RHODESIA AND
NYASALAND CORPS OP SIGNALS</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major F K. Horne; Rhodesia and Nyasaland Engineer</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major. P J. English. Rhodesia and Nyasaland Signals</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Warrant Officer (Class 1) T. Brider Rhodesia and Nyasaland Engineers</span><br />
<br />
<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">1ST BATTALION THE KINGS AFRICAN RIFLES</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant Colonel T. P. J Lewis</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Captain M. C. C. Prichard</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Regimental Colour. Second Lieutenant T. H. Hammond</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant (Bandmaster) F. Sutton</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major T. A. Ruane</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major Garnett Kafinya. B.E.M.</span><br />
<br />
<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">2ND BATTALION THE KINGS AFRICAN RIFLES</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant Colonel T. L. Passaportis</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major R. D. Rowell</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Queen's Colour. Lieutenant P. J. E. Hill</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Regimental Colour, Second Lieutenant D. I. Pullar</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant (Bandmaster) L. P. Smith, D.C.M.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major G. Walsh</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major John Mpopo. B.F.M.</span><br />
<br />
<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">1ST BATTALION THE NORTHERN RHODESIA REGIMENT</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant Colonel P. D. Slater</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major D. P. Wilcock</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of Ihe Queen's Colour. Lieutenant G. C. Raubenheimer</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Regimental Colour, Second Lieutenant I. R. Bate</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major R. H. Hurst</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major Lameck Mbewe. B.E.M</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">1ST BATTALION THE RHODESIA AFRICAN RIFLES</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major G. J. Macpherson</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major C. J. Horn</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Queen's Colour Lieutenant M. G. Bowman</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Ensign of the Regimental Colour. Lieutenant P. J. E. Hill</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major J. P. H. Fourie</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major Malambo, B.E.M.</span><br />
<br />
<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">1ST BATTALION THE RH0DESIAN LIGHT INFANTRY</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant Colonel R. A. Edwards, D.S.O, M.C</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major P. A. Conn</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major R. F. Reid-Daly. M.B.E.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">"C" SQUADRON THE RHODESIA SPECIAL AIR SERVICE REGIMENT</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major F. W. D. Coventry Rhodesian Light Infantry</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Captain P. S. Rich</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Squadron Sergeant Major R. H. G. Standish. B.E.M.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">DEPOT THE ROYAL. RHODESIA REGIMENT</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Lieutenant Colonel J. A. Veiteh. Rhodesian African Rifles</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Captain E. B. Cutter. Rhodesian African Rifles</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Regimental Sergeant Major R. P. Du Preez. Kings African Rifles</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND Nyasaland ARMY SERVICES CORPS</b><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Major E. A. Bean</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Captain S. H. Forsyth</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
Warrant Officer (Class I), H. P. Schlachter</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><br /><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIAN ARMOURED CAR REGIMENT (Selous Scouts)</b></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Selous Scouts were formed in February. I960, one of the three
all- European Regular Force units formed at that time. The unit,
which is one squadron Strong, is equipped with Ferret Scout Cars and
is stationed at Ndola. under the command of Major P. F. Miller.</span></span></div>
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</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In 1963 an affiliation with the 11th Hussars was announced and the
regiment was permitted to wear the Battle Honour "The Second
World War" awarded to the Southern Rhodesia Armoured Car Regiment</span></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><br /></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
The Regiment which is commanded by Major P. F. Miller is to be
disbanded on the dissolution of the Army and the Scout Cars divided
between Southern Rhodesia and Northern Rhodesia</div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND NYASALAND ARTILLERY</b></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Prior TO The outbreak Of the last war. Southern Rhodesia Light
Battery was formed. The majority of its early members left the
Colony in February, 1940. to serve with the 4th Field "Regiment
-Royal Horse Artillery in North Africa and Italy. In 1940, a new
Gunner Unit was formed under Colonel A. H. Macillwaine and iis
members saw service in the Anti-Tank and Field Artillery Units of
the South African Forces in North Africa and Italy. When Territorial
training was re-started in 1947, the Southern Rhodesia Artillery was
formed and played an active part until placed in suspended animation
in 1956.</span></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
</span>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><br /></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span></span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In 1959, a Volunteer Ceremonial Saluting Troop was formed, and named
"The Governor General's Troop". The majority of its members were
ex-members of the Southern Rhodesia Artillery.</span></span></div>
<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
In November, 1961, the First Regiment was reactivated, absorbing the
Governor General's Troop.</div>
</span>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><div style="text-align: justify;">
The Regiment, which is equipped with 25-pounder guns, is based in
Salisbury. The Unit is commanded by Lieutenant Colonel E. R.
Fothergill. O.B.E., M.C. E.D and will return to the Southern
Rhodesia order of battle.</div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><br /></span><b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND NYASALAND CORPS OF ENGINEERS</b></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Corps of Engineers was founded in 1957,
in succession to the Southern Rhodesia Engineers which were placed
in suspended animation in 1956.</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-ZA"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In these days of science and mechanical power, military engineering
is highly varied. It has one firm purpose- to support the Army
throughout the theatre of war and to make sure it gets the
engineering it needs to live, to move and to fight.</span></span></div>
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The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Corps of Engineers are organized as
follows:</div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. I WORKS SQUADRON (REGULAR FORCE</b><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">)</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This squadron fulfils the prime function of construction and
maintenance of military installations. It comprises both European
and African Engineers.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">NO 2 FIELD SQUADRON (TERRITORIAL FORCE)</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This squadron supports the Army in the field in all field engineering, demolitions, airfield and road construction, bridging and water supply, Field Engineers are trained in Salisbury by the Regular Officers and NCOs of the Corps. The Director of Rhodesia and Nyasaland Engineers is Major F. H. Rose.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND NYASALAND CORPS OF SIGNALS</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Corps of Signals succeeded the Southern
Rhodesia Signal Corps in 1957. The Corps is responsible for all
communications within the Army, except internal unit communications,
and for the maintenance and repair of all signal equipment in </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">the Army.-</span></div>
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The Corps consists of—</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">REGULAR FORCE</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No 2 and 4 (Lines of Communication) Signal Squadron and the School
of Signals, which comprise both European and African personnel.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">TERRITORIAL FORCE</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No. 5 and 6 Signal Squadrons. The Corps will revert to the Southern
Rhodesia Order of Battle. Elements of Signals will be included in
the Northern Rhodesia Order of Battle. The Director of Signals is
Lieutenant Colonel D H. Grainger, O.B.E. E.D.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE FIRST BATTALION KINGS-AFRICAN RIFLES </b><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>CENTRAL AFRICA RIFLES</b></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The first levies of this battalion were raised from the Atonga at
the end of the nineteenth century for the purpose of suppressing the
slave trading of the Yaos. Further companies of Anyanja and Yao were
soon added. At this time, the regiment was designated the "The
Central Africa Regiment" but this title was changed to "Kings
African Rifles" in 1901. Instruction in the early days was carried
out by Sikh non-commissioned officers, a photograph of one of whom
appears on this page.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The battalion look part in the quelling of the Ashanti rising, in
19(H). It subsequently served with distinction in both world
wars,seeing active service in Somaliland, Abyssinia, Madagascar and
Burma. Since World War 2 the battalion has seen active service in
Malaya.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In 1957 the Regiment was re-designated "Kings African Rifles
(Central Africa Rifles)".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This battalion which is commanded by Lieutenant Colonel T. P. J.
Lewis will remain in Nyasaland after the dissolution of the
Federation.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE SECOND BATTALION KINGS AFRICAN RIFLES<br />
CENTRAL AFRICA RIFLES</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This battalion's history is closely allied to that of the first
Battalion. It was formed in 1899, with the nucleus of its first
companies provided by the First Battalion- It served with
distinction in the same theatres as its older sister. On the
dissolution, this battalion willbecome the Second Battalion of the
Northern Rhodesia Regiment; because of this, its Colours, shown on
this page, are to be "laid up" in Zomba before the battalion
rebadges in January. 1964. The battalion is commanded by Lieutenant
Colonel T. L. Passaportis.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE FIRST BATTALION NORTHERN RHODESIA REGIMENT</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">When the Charter Company look over the administration of Northern
Rhodesia in 1895. two police forces were formed, the North Eastern
Rhodesia Constabulary and the Barotse Native Police, in North West
Rhodesia. In 1911, when North Eastern and North Western Rhodesia
were combined, these police forces combined to form the Northern
Rhodesia Police. This force consisted of a small section of
Town and District Police and a larger military company.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The military branch saw active service throughout the 1914-18 War.
In April. 1932, the police and military branches split and the title
"Northern Rhodesia Regiment" was adopted a year later. The Regiment
saw service in the Second World War in Africa and Burma, and in
Malaya since the war</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Battalion is stationed near Ndola and is commanded by Lieutenant
Colonel F. D. Slater. It will return to the Northern Rhodesia
Order of Battle on the dissolution of the Federation.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">THE FIRST BATTALION RHODESIAN AFRICAN RIFLES</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In May, 1940. it was decided to form an African Regiment in the
Colony of Southern Rhodesia, just as it had the Rhodesian Native
Regiment in the 1914-18 War.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Battalion first saw active service in Burma, during the Second
World War. It went to Egypt in 1952, in a General Duties capacity,
and after retraining went to Malaya, on active service, in 1956.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In 1952. Her Majesty The Queen approved that the Regiment should
succeed to the Battle Honours of the Rhodesia Native Regiment, which
are now emblazoned on its Colours, with the Battle Honours awarded
to the Regiment in the Second World War.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Regiment, which is stationed in Bulawayo, will return to the
Southern Rhodesia Order of Battle. It is commanded by Lieutenant
Colonel S B. Comberbach.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE FIRST BATTALION RHODESIAN LIGHT INFANTRY</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Regiment was formed at Bulawayo on the 1st February. 1960, and
is the first Regular European battalion ever to be formed in the
Federation. The Badge of the Regiment is a silver lion and tusk,
surmounted by a crown above a Light Infantry bugle.</span></div>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Battalion moved to a new barracks in Salisbury in October, 1961.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This unit is commanded by Lieutenant Colonel R. A. Edwards, D.S.O.,
MC., and will become part of the Southern Rhodesia Order of Battle
on the dissolution of the Federation.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">"C" SQUADRON, THE RHODESIAN SPECIAL AIR SERVICE REGIMENT</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This Regular Force European Squadron was formed at the same lime as
the Selous Scouts and the Rhodesian Light Infantry.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Its picked men arc trained for delivery by sea. air or land in the
deep penetration reconnaissance and raiding role.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">A Volunteer SAS Squadron from Southern Rhodesia served in Malaya in
1951; also under the title of "C" Squadron.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The present Squadron, which is stationed at Ndola, under the command
of Major E. W. D. Coventry, will become part or the Southern
Rhodesia Order of Battle and will he stationed in Salisbury after
the dissolution of the Federation.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">DEPOT THE ROYAL RHODESIA REGIMENT</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">This is the Training Depot of the Royal Rhodesia Regiment. It was
opened in October, 1955, at Llewellin Barracks, Heany. Here,
trainees undergo four and a half months continuous training under
regular instructors of the Federal Army. On completion of this
period, trainees are posted to the Territorial Force Units to
complete their Peace Training Liability.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">This Unit will continue to provide the same service to the Southern
Rhodesia Army after the dissolution of the Federation. It is
commanded by Lieutenant Colonel J. A. Veitch.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Trainees on parade today are representing the whole of the
Territorial Force.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Regiment is represented today by Depot, The Royal Rhodesia
Regiment Its history dated to the 1890 Pioneer Column which
consisted of the Pioneer Corps and the British South Africa Company
Police.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Pioneer Corps became the military ancestors of various volunteer
units which, after taking part in the Matabele War of 1893 and the
Rebellion of 1896, gave rise to the Southern Rhodesia Volunteers.
From these volunteers a unit, the Rhodesia Regiment, was formed, for
service in the South African War of 1899-1902, where it assisted in
the Relief of Mafeking and took part in the Elands River Battle.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">During World War 1, the Regiment served in South West Africa and
Tanganyika. The Colours and Battle Honours of these regimentswere
transferred to the present regiment in 1927. During the Second World
War. personnel of the Regiment were drafted into the British Army
and Colonial Units and saw service in every theatre of war In
recognition of this world wide service and the war service of earlier Rhodesia Regiments His Majesty King George VI conferred the
title "Royal" on the Regiment in 1947.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Regiment has nine battalions, four of which are "Active" and the
remainder Reserve battalions. The Battalions in Southern Rhodesia
remain on the new Order of Battle. After the 31st May 1964. service
in the Northern Rhodesia Territorial Force will be non- racial and
on a voluntary basis</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">RHODESIA AND NYASALAND CHAPLAINS DEPARTMENT</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Chaplains Department cares for the spiritual needs of
servicemen, their wives and families. Chaplains cover the Church of
England, Roman Catholic Dutch Reformed and Free Church
Denominations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Catechists work amongst African personnel in the Battalions. and a
large number of Officiating Chaplains are always available to those
who require guidance and advice on any problem The Deputy Assistant
Chaplain General is (Rev.) B. Nisbet. M.A., BD</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">RHODESIA AND NYASALAND MEDICAL CORPS</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Medical Corps inherited its tradition
from the Southern Rhodesia Medical Corps.. formed for war service in
1939. and which served in East Africa before being absorbed into the
Royal Army Medical Corps The Southern Rhodesia Medical Corps
was revived after the war as a Territorial Force Unit, with
companies in Salisbury and Bulawayo. It was placed in 'cold storage'
in 1957.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Medical Corps was gazetted as a Regular
Corps of Ihe Federal Army on 8 February. 1957, and was affiliated to
the Royal Army Medical Corps in December. 1957. It was greatly
honoured in May, 1960, when, in Salisbury, H.M. The Queen Mother
presented! to the Corps an historic Royal Army Medical Corps sword,
dating back to June 23, 1898.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The task of the Corps is to supply medical and health services to
Regular members of the Federal Army and Royal Rhodesian Air Force,
and their dependants.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In addition, the re-embodied Southern Rhodesia Medical Corps
Territorial Force Medical Officers and Other Ranks, are part of the
Corps and are permanently attached to Territorial Force Battalions,
for whom they supply medical facilities during training periods or
on operations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Corps will continue in its task of medical care for the new
Southern Rhodesian Army and Air Force The Deputy Director of Medical
Services is Colonel R. H. Bathgate-Johnston, T.D.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND NYASALAND ARMY SERVICES CORPS</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Rhodesia and Nyasaland Army Services Corps provides Ihe Army's
material needs and is divided into three main branches</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Ordnance and Supply (Regular Force)—is concerned with the provision
and control of all Army supplies and equipment;</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Workshop (Regular force)—maintain and repair the vehicles, weapons
and instruments in use in the Army, The Workshops' stall are all
qualified tradesmen;</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Supply and Transport {Regular and Territorial Force)—embodies a
regular Askari Platoon and two Territorial Force Coloured Afro-Asian
and Eurasian Platoons. There is also a Territorial Force Air Supply
Unit, to assist in supporting Units in the field.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Various Territorial Force elements support the Ordnance and Workshop
Units.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">The Corps will continue to form part of the Southern Rhodesia Order
of Battle. The Director Army Services Corps is Lieutenant Colonel F. A. Amos.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE RHODESIA AND NYASALAND ARMY PAY CORPS</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Whatever their role in the Army, all soldiers must be paid, and the
Pay Corps issues and accounts for all military pay and allowances.</span></div>
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To fulfil this task. No. 1 Pay Unit provides the staff of the main
Pay Office and unit paymasters and clerks in each unit. It has a
Territorial Force element to augment the Regular Unit.<br />
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The Corps also maintains all Regular. Territorial and Reserve
personnel records; No. 1 Records Unit is staffed by members of the
Rhodesia and Nyasaland Infantry, attached for this purpose. In all.
some 200,000 personal records and pay accounts are maintained.<br />
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A number of personnel files will be returned to Northern Rhodesia
and Nyasaland, which will maintain pay and records elements. The
Corps will revert to the Southern Rhodesia Order of Battle. The
Chief Paymaster is Lieutenant Colonel V. T. Bratton.<br />
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<b>RHODESIA AND NYASALAND ARMY EDUCATIONAL CORPS</b></div>
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Formed in July, 1961, from the Education Branch of the Rhodesia and
Nyasaland Corps of Infantry, the Corps is responsible for the
Education of all Askari and their children, at primary level.</div>
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Under the auspices of the Corps there are children's Schools and
Unit Education Centres in all African Units. The Depot Rhodesia and
Nyasaland Army Education Corps at Inkomo Garrison undertakes the
specialist training of clerks and educational instructors and the
education of the Junior Leader Unit at Secondary level.</div>
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The Corps will continue to provide this service for the Southern
Rhodesia Army, with the exception of the Junior Leader Unit, which
is to be discontinued. The Director of Army Education is Major E. G.
Thomas.</div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-61741123590069554052013-12-05T09:54:00.001+02:002013-12-05T09:56:30.089+02:00Father Christmas Visits Chimoio December 2013<div style="text-align: justify;">
All photographs made available by Bob Manser (RhAF)</div>
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Pixie is John Blythe Wood Jnr pilot </div>
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No Prizes for guessing who Father Christmas is!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting the helicopter ready to fly<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Push Starting the helicopter with Father Christmas showing which way to push<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We are on our way<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here he comes!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at all the parcels in the bag.<br />
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-86194855512297352192013-12-04T17:39:00.002+02:002013-12-04T17:40:57.790+02:00A Day with INTAF - 1976<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"> By Peter Terry-Lloyd</span></b></div>
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<b>BACKGROUND</b><br />
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In December 1967, I married Myfanwy Thomas, who lived at Tilford
Farm, Norton, Rhodesia. We were both teachers, she specialising in
English, and I in Geography. However, I had a love of History, which
was my other major at Rhodes University, Grahamstown. We lived
in Pietermaritzburg for 7 years after our marriage, where we had two
children, now both in Australia. From Pietermaritzburg I was posted
to Ladysmith on promotion, and was there for 11 years. It was in
that period that Rhodesia was really embroiled in their own
war, but we nevertheless travelled to the Farm on an annual basis.
It was during one of these visits that I re-established contact with
my Best Man at our wedding, Pieter Henning, and he arranged a
flight for me to the Easter Border to see for myself what INTAF were
doing with the Protected Villages. I took off from Charles Prince early
one morning in July 1976, and I took photos and kept a record of my
trip. Unfortunately, time has ravaged my photos, (even though kept
in an album), so there are not that many that are good for
reproduction, but I attach them nevertheless. What follows is an
account of my day in the border area as written up in my album.</div>
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<b>THE PROTECTED VILLAGE – AN EPISODE IN THE HISTORY OF RHODESIA</b><br />
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One of the characteristics of the terrorist war in Rhodesia was the
establishment of the Protected Village. This was an attempt by the
authorities to reduce the supply of food and materials to the
insurgents by local inhabitants in the rural areas. To this end huge
communal villages were constructed in which the inhabitants lived at
night, but by day they were largely uninhabited as the farmers then
repaired to their nearby lands to work them. All huts in the bush
were then demolished or burnt and heavy penalties were inflicted on
those that did not return to the village at night.</div>
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The whole system was operated by the Department of Internal Affairs
(INTAF). Each village was able to be defended in the event of a
terrorist attack. There was a barbed-wire fence around the village,
and somewhat near the centre of the village a Keep, which was
defended with earthen embankments. There was one white in charge of
a detail of guards, all of whom were armed and who lived in the
Keep, which was to a certain extent defendable against attack. </div>
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Nearby the village was a landing strip for light aircraft – there
were far greater problems attached to travelling on the ground.</div>
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What follows are photographs and comments, being a record of a visit
to the Mudzi area, close to the Mozambique border to the north of
Umtali. On a grey, overcast day I flew to Mudzi with Pieter Henning
who had to visit the area in the course of his official duties in
his part-time capacity. Fortunately for me, we had to fly at low
altitude so that I was able to make a photographic record of our
flight to and from the area. However, this was not to the liking of
the pilot, as, with reason, he was concerned about getting a bullet
up the arse from the gooks! In fact, we did have to fly
between gomos 9mountains) at one stage, but fortunately without
incident. Having dropped Pieter off, I continued with the plane in
the course of the day to about four other PV’s before flying back to
Mudzi and then to Salisbury. I might add that my wife was not
convinced about this whole trip, as she feared of a negative
outcome.</div>
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We flew over Arcturis and then the Mtoko area, where the locals were
still living in the vicinity of their lands as this area was not
considered a high security risk. We passed over the main tarred road
to Tete where it passed alongside huge granite gomos, ideal for
refuge for terrorists, besides being ideal sites for ambushes.</div>
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We then flew over Bensan Village, observing the original PV which
had been burnt out by the terrorists. A new Keep was in the process
of being built, but it would not be safe from rocket attack from a
nearby gomo. </div>
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Mudzi itself was heavily protected control point, not only for the
use of INTAF but also for the army, it being on the main road close
to the border.</div>
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We then dropped in on Masadafuka Village, which was still under
construction. The Keep was being built to the latest specifications,
with embankments against the buildings to absorb mortar and rocket
explosions. There was a double-skinned roof filled with sandbags for
the same reason. The huts were so arranged that lines of fire were
kept clear between the rows of huts. In front of the Keep was a
large cleared area so as to enable an unobstructed field of fire.</div>
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From Masadafuka we went to the remains of Stefen village, which had
been burnt out by the terrs. Once the latter had decided to take
this action, the inhabitants disappeared into the surrounding bush.
INTAF was powerless to stop such occurrences. Undaunted, INTAF was
rebuilding the village, with water tanks, and the Keep building
having the statutory reinforced roof.</div>
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I cannot recall he names of the other villages we visited before
returning to Mudzi and then back to Salisbury in the late afternoon
(but before sunset!). By now the clouds had lifted, so we flew
at a much safer altitude!</div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-87945451165115867542013-12-03T14:17:00.002+02:002013-12-04T17:38:49.614+02:00"Anywhere, anytime"<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">By Mitch Stirling (Air Rhodesia)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>“Anywhere, anytime”</b></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">The pleasure of flying a Beechcraft Baron around
Rhodesia and being paid for it by Captain Colman Myers — managing director and
founder of Rhodesia United Air Carriers — was something a budding young pilot
would never forget.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">A glance at my own log book of the 1970s brings back many happy memories of faces and places from my days at RUAC, Salisbury. In those days the pilot complement was: Ken Murrell, Charlie Bewes, Dave Rider, Phil Nobes, Ken Maurice, Dave [Boo] Addison, Vic Miles, Robin Cartwright, Roger Paterson, Martyn Taylor, Rob Jordan, John Grimes and, later, Rob Gaunt, Charles Paxton and Ken Edwards. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Of the above, Col Myers was particularly
impressed with Vic Miles who, he said, was one of the few “natural” pilots he
had ever met. Stan Murray was, most certainly, another. He was in charge of the
Lonrho contract and operated a temperamental, super-charged Queen Air VP-WHH on
their behalf. A most skilful pilot, with years of experience, Stan spoiled his
passengers outrageously by providing them with the early morning paper and warm,
hand-wrapped pies, whilst regaling them with his stories of “fine fishing”. He
tied his own trout flies on stopovers. The passengers loved him. </span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: small; text-align: justify;">Above: Police Reserve Air Wing pilots Stan
Murray and Dan Eardley [director of RUAC] and an observer. A number of RUAC
pilots flew with PRAW and No 3 Squadron of the Rhodesian Air Force.</b><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">On the engineering, stores and administration
side of the company were Chummy Page, Chuck Drake, Bob Richardson, Steve
Rutherfoord, Carole Brooks, Sandy Paterson, Debbie Page and Tanny Palmer.
“Washer”, one of the African assistants, seemed to be in all departments,
simultaneously. He was everywhere. Unfortunately, many more names escape my
fading memory, but perhaps readers will add their own memories in the comments
section at the end of the article?</span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">Pilots Rob Dalton [SAA retired] and Chris
Marchant [Royal Brunei] were there at the time, as I recall, but they flew off
to greener pastures at an early stage, as did many young pilots in those days.
Promotion to a big jet, or the national carrier, was an ever-present temptation
when the opportunity arose. Shortly after Zimbabwe's independence in 1980, Tudor
Thomas and Mark McClean joined the company when their contracts to fly Hunters
in Oman fell through. John Barnes from the Air Force arrived as well. Thomas the
cat, Tudor’s namesake, was a special member of the office staff for many years
to come!</span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">With 1 000 hours of flying experience and an
instrument rating, a successful young RUAC applicant joined a professional team
of pilots whose network covered domestic hubs, generally not serviced by Air
Rhodesia, and regional destinations as far away as Zaire. And there were
commuter and freight services to agricultural and mining projects around
Rhodesia as well, so there was never any shortage of interesting places to
visit. Safe, disciplined airmanship was learned behind the controls of a light
twin or single engined aircraft, as bush flying experience was gained. That's
where “real” pilots learned their trade, in a “seat of the pants, stick and
rudder” flying environment. As an introduction to a career in commercial
aviation, it was second to none. </span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">Inevitably there were mishaps and some accidents,
as many of the bush strips were short and rough and a little “hairy” too, to say
the least, especially as they were often situated right in the middle of
Rhodesia's hot war zones. Flights into Ratelshoek in the eastern border tea
plantations, or into Middle Sabi, Chisumbanje and Hippo Valley in the lowveld
sugar estates, were very challenging for new pilots, as were remote airfields at
tourist destinations on the Zambezi River and at various mines around the
country — the emerald mine at Sovelele, gold at Umvuma and Cam and Motor, coal
at Wankie, nickel at the Empress, iron ore at Buchwa, tin at Kamativi,
phosphates at Dorowa. Flying was often carried out at tree-top level and seldom
above 5 000 ft agl, unless cloud seeding. </span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">The absence of on-board weather radar made things
very interesting when flying in the rainy season. But, as far as I know, there
was only one fatal crash due to weather. Beech Baron VP-YXM crashed near Tete in
Mozambique in bad weather during the 1960s, killing all on board. The passengers
were top management from the unfortunately named “Wright Rain” company.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Cessna 210s
and 206s were used when flying into some of the rougher airfields like Skelton,
Chiwira, Makugwe, Chiurgwe, Nyajena, Mazarabani and Tonje. VP-YLT was one of
the C 210s and the other was ZS-EWD, with the Robertson STOL conversion, fondly
known as “Edward”. VP-WIR and VP-WCK were the C 206s.</span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">VP-WDX was a Beech Queen Air which, in addition
to its usual charter duties, was used for cloud seeding. It was sold to Brian
Patten and a new, personalized registration was added, VP-YBP.</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>VP-WCK at a Middle Sabi farm strip.</b></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>VP-YLT at Tilbury. Bought specifically for cloud seeding.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">A scheduled service from the old Perrem's
airfield, Umtali, was introduced in 1978 using the C 206 VP-WCK. There were some
interesting moments in the early days, particularly when Umtali was mortared by
a group of “terrs” [for the second time]. Mortars were launched at the town from
the ridge above the Aloe Park motel, where the resident pilot was staying at the
time, and the Rhodesian Artillery boys, stationed at Impala Arms in the Vumba,
traversed their guns and opened up on them with volleys of 25 pounders. Cordite
and big bangs were in the Umtali air!</span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">On another occasion the pilot of VP-WCK was
briefed by the Grand Reef Air Force commander that there were confirmed reports
of Strela [SAM-7] missiles in the Chipinga and Umtali area and to therefore fly
below the lock-on height. Consequently, just north of Middle Sabi, he took small
arms [AK47] hits — three rounds through the baggage compartment, one just aft of
the wing spar and a round through the pilot's door, just missing his head. The
bullet exited through the top of the instrument panel and windshield. When he
saw tracer coming up, our pilot dived hard for the ground and very nearly
collided with a high tree! His log book entry dated 19th March 1979 states:
“Terrs hit aircraft abeam Cashel. Five bullet holes, Chisumbanje to Umtali, no
injuries.”</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><b>VP-WCK
at Chiwira, Honde Valley, showing the later matt grey, anti-strela paint job</b></span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>VP-WCK at Perrem's.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Beechcraft
Barons formed the backbone of the RUAC fleet, with type BE 58s VP-YKM and
VP-WHV. They proved to be popular with passengers, offering easy access with
their rear-entry doors. The BE 55s were: VP-WBX, VP-WHG, VP-WCX and ZS-FJP. One
of them skidded off the end of Kamativi, damaging the propellers, but the author
[conveniently] can't remember which one! Baron ZS-IJK was previously owned by
the Malawi government, used by Kamuzu Banda as his personal aircraft and flown
by Captain Richard Cook.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">Another BE 55
at the time was VP-WAX. It went swimming in Lake Kariba at one stage. “Glassy
water” effect was a very real danger on a hazy morning at Bumi Hills, when the
waters of Kariba dam were mirror-smooth. Blue sky, perfectly reflected in the
lake, could blur the horizon and cause momentary visual disorientation.
Fortunately, in this instance, there were no injuries. The pilot stepped off the
wing onto a rescue boat and the Selous Scouts retrieved the soggy aircraft in
due course.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">The
gear-warning system on the Baron was a source of endless problems. The circuit
breaker, to silence a very irritating audio warning whenever the throttles were
retarded, was often manually “popped” OUT in flight by the pilots. But
remembering to push the breaker back IN on landing, was a critical part of the
landing checks that could easily be forgotten. An unhappy incident is recorded
when one of the earlier pilots managed to land with the wheels UP at Risco
[twice!]. The adage that there are those who have, those who will, and those
who will do again is a warning that should never be forgotten by pilots of any
age and experience.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;"><span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Above: VP-YWT Beech BE 55 was registered to
RUAC in 1964, until at least 1976, then to Val and David Barbour in 1980.</b></span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>VP-WAX with Colman Myers in control.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The company's “winged workhorses” were two BN 2-A
Britten-Norman Islanders — VP-WHX and VP-WEX. They were known as the “constant
noise, variable speed machines”, although the speed varied little from the
target 65 knots for take-off and landing. There was a modest increase in speed
during cruise to all of 120 kts TAS.</span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">Z-WHX was shot-up at Quelimane in Mozambique at a
later date, while contracted to the International Committee of the Red Cross.
This resulted in some serious injuries. </span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">In Bulawayo, George Mawson, Richard Darlow, Roger
Fenner, Chris Brittlebank, Barney Reichman, Garth Lee and Andy Searle were the
pilots at the time, with Reg Reynolds and Chuck Osborne looking after
maintenance. Judy Paxton was in the front office. But no story of RUAC would be
complete without mention of engineer Laurie Hippman, who carried out the
maintenance on the resident Islanders and “Dungbeetle” Apache VP-YDP. He was
also the receptionist, telephonist and bookings clerk. Any “spare time” he had
in his busy day was spent working on George Mawson's dreaded VW Beetle! Simon,
Bernard and Lyshus, the African staff, always provided faithful, all-round
service.</span></span></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span">Bulawayo-Mashaba-Shabani proved to be a
successful Islander route and a scheduled service was introduced. The Bulawayo
Baron operated through Fort Victoria to Buffalo Range. It is interesting to note
that RUAC engineers were experimenting with anti-Strela devices at the time.
They re-routed the shrouded engine exhausts on the Baron to the inside of the
cowling. This mod was not approved by Lycoming and caused quite a few raised
eyebrows from passengers when they saw warm glows coming from “inside” the
engines at night! </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>Chris Brittlebank and Islander in anti-strela paint.</b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small; text-align: justify;"><b>VP-WHX in Bulawayo hangar with Reg Reynolds</b></span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: small; text-align: justify;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The RUAC team at Victoria Falls for the “Flight
of Angels” and aerial game spotting consisted of Xavier van den Berg, John
Wilson, Pat Weir and John Honman, with pilots from home bases in Salisbury and
Bulawayo helping out in rotation. “Van” and his wife Sue, who ran the office,
were the stalwarts at RUAC, Victoria Falls, for many years. He had over 14 000
hours when he retired, mostly spent over the cataract or up the river and
adjacent game park, giving enormous pleasure to countless thousands of
passengers. Dicky Bradshaw was the resident engineer, literally — he lived in
the hangar — an unforgettable character with a wicked sense of humour and
unquenchable thirst! His animated characterization of wild animals was
hilarious.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">
<span class="apple-style-span">Three Apaches were in use. VP-WCE was a
turbo-charged PA 23-160H, also used for cloud seeding in Matabeleland. PA 23-150
VP-YPP was previously owned by AG Burton of Salisbury. Apache VP-YOM PA 23-150
was sold to Monty Maughan. The Aztec in use, VP-WGD PA 23-250B, was a Northern
Rhodesia machine in earlier times.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">
<span class="apple-style-span">Two other RUAC pilots, Mike Grant and Eddie
Marucchi, were involved in an unfortunate collision at Sprayview which became
known as the “Fly United” incident. Blades from the propeller of Aztec VP-WGD
inflicted some serious damage to the body of VP-YUR when they united on landing.
WGD was repaired and flew again, but Aztec YUR’s wreck helped to increase the
size of the rubbish dump behind the hangar which, over the years, became a
treasure trove of aircraft parts. Engineer John Martin even found an
undercarriage leg from an old Avro Anson buried in the junk. It was a veritable
aviation museum, dating back to the days of Spencer's Air Service in the
1930s/1940s.</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">VP-YUR.</span></b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>“Fly United.”</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">On 2 November 1977 pilot Eddie Marucchi had
another narrow escape. A heat-seeking SAM missile, launched from the north bank
of the Zambezi, was fired at the Apache he was flying. But it homed instead on
the heat emanating from a local hotel. The up-market Elephant Hills Casino Hotel
was burnt to the ground.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">After independence in 1980, Rhodesia United Air
Carriers changed its name to RUAC (Pvt) Ltd and later to United Air Carriers (Pvt)
Ltd, then to the abbreviated United Air (Pvt) Ltd. The “VP” prefix was erased
from all aircraft registered in Zimbabwe, RUAC’s included, and replaced by the
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<span class="apple-style-span">And the rest, as they say, is history. But the
enduring legacy of Colman Myers continued into the early years of the new
Zimbabwe. The occasional accident endured as well, unfortunately, but “anywhere,
anytime” remained the reassuring motto, as did “our aircraft will never leave
without you”.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Obituary. It is with great sadness that I report
the recent passing of Carole Brooks and Captain Xavier van den Berg — now
“Flying with the Angels”. </span></div>
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Photo credits, with thanks to: Sue and Calvyn van den Berg, George Mawson, John
Hayler, Richard Darlow, Rod Bater, Ed Fleming, Deb and Allan Addison, Paul Maher, David
Jessop, Richard Muir and the collection of Kjell O. Granlund in Oslo. [RUAC
photos have wandered far and wide!] Research by David Newnham and Roger Paterson</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"> and </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">John Reid-Rowland for his editing skills.</span></div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-34568227882983233362013-11-22T16:05:00.000+02:002013-12-03T14:06:34.546+02:00No. 266 (Rhodesia) Squadron, Royal Air Force<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">THE air forces of various Commonwealth countries made a huge
contribution to the Royal Air Force's operations during World War 2.
Several of the long established forces deployed their own squadrons
for service in many theatres whilst some of the smaller countries
provided personnel to man RAF units. Such was the case with Southern
Rhodesia who's embryonic Air Force deployed its only squadron to
East Africa as No 1 Squadron SRAF (Southern Rhodesian air Force),
later renumbered as No.237 Squadron RAF. Other Rhodesians were sent
to Britain where eventually they largely manned two squadrons, which
were granted the 'Rhodesia' title. No.44 served with Bomber Command
whilst No.266 became a Rhodesian fighter squadron within Fighter
Command and went on to establish a fine reputation in the skies over
western Europe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Short 184 N2813 of No.266 Squadron is hoisted into the water at Mudros in December 1918 shortly before it moved to South Russia. (RAF Museum)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>OVER THE CASPIAN</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 Squadron was however first formed on Mudros Island in the
Aegean as part of No.63 Wing on 27 September 1918 when No.437 and
438 Flights were amalgamated. Equipped with Short 184 and 320
seaplanes No.266 was tasked with patrols over the Aegean for which
part of the squadron was detached further south at Skyros.</span></div>
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<i style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Short 184 N9085 draws an interested crowd as it is hoisted into the harbour at Petrovsk during Sojourn in Russia during 1919. (via R C Cronin)</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The squadron continued its patrol activities for the next month
until the Turkish surrender on 30 October brought an abrupt end to
operations. Some British forces were however deployed to parts of
Russia to support the white Russians against the Bolsheviks. One
expedition was sent to the Caucasus and it was decided to establish
a seaplane base at Petrovsk on the west coast of the Caspian Sea.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 Squadron under Captain J A Sadler was selected for the task
and the advance party left Lemnos in early </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">February, disembarking at Batum on the Black Sea before proceeding
by train via Baku to Petrovsk. The main body with the new Short 184s
left in HMS Engadine on the 18th reaching Petrovsk on 18 March where
the next month was spent erecting and testing the aircraft.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">To enable 266 to support the RN Caspian Flotilla the tanker Alader
Youssanoff was converted to a seaplane carrier and it sailed on 12
May with two Shorts, N9080 and N9082 embarked. No.266's first sortie
came two days later when the CO and Lieutenant Kingham flew a
reconnaissance in N9080. Weather then interfered with operations but
266 made its first bombing attack on the 20th when 2nd Lieutenant
Thompson hit the Bolshevik held port of Fort Alexandrovsk.</span><br />
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<i style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Two of No.266's Short 184s, N7098 and N9081 (on crane) seen on board the mother ship HMS Orlionoch at Petrovsk in the summer of 1919. (RAF Museum)</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Following this the ship, with some of266's Shorts embarked, turned
to patrol and escort work through June though 266 made further
attacks on shipping on the 24th and 25th. Squadron strength was
steadily depleted by accidents and in early July Alader Youssanof
was withdrawn being replaced by another converted vessel, HMS
Orlianoch.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">She made her first patrol with N9078 and N9081 embarked on the 17th
with the seaplanes flying the first sorties the following day. On 24
July the CO and Lieutenant Turton-Jones in N9078 attacked a
Bolshevik armed tug but were damaged and force landed though the
aircraft was recovered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Having returned to base the ship sailed again on the 27th with two
aircraft under Captain Bilney and from her the squadron continued
operations through August. On the 26th November the ship was handed
over to the Russian Navy and the following day 266 left Petrovsk for
the long journey home, being officially disbanded on 1 September.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266's Short 184s, such as N2813, N9081 and N9085, had khaki upper
surfaces with doped linen undersides with the floats being grey.
They wore six position roundels, had striped rudders and white
fuselage serials but no unit markings were applied.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>BLOODING AT DUNKIRK</b></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 was eventually reformed within No. 12 Group of 30 October
1939 as part of the expansion of Fighter Command. Commanded by
Squadron Leader J W A Hunnard it was based at Sutton Bridge and over
the next month personnel were posted in and eventually training
began on 6 December.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Because of a shortage of fighters No.266 had Battles as interim
equipment and the work-up continued into 1940 though not
uneventfully as L5348 crashed in a snowstorm at East Kirkby on 16
January. The Battles such as L5365 and P5240 wore dark earth and
dark green camouflage with black undersides and standard markings
but it is uncertain whether No.266's unit codes 'UO' were carried.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><i>Early in World War 2 No.266 was reformed as a fighter squadron equipped with Spitfires. This Mk la is N3197/UO-S, probably seen at Wittering. It was lost during the squadron's actions over Dunkirk on 2 June 1940. (266 Sqn records)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">January 1940 also saw the first Spitfires arrive and training on
both types continued into the spring, latterly from Martlesham Heath
to which 266 had moved on 1 March. The Battles were finally
withdrawn in May. by which time the squadron was operational, having
moved with its Spitfires to Wittering on the 14th. Its first
operational patrol, a convoy escort, had been flown on 13 April.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Its Spitfires wore the standard dark earth/dark green camouflage with black/white undersides, grey codes with Type A roundels under wing and on the fuselage; Type B roundels were above the wings and codes were grey with N3197/UO- S being thus coloured.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">The massive German offensive was by now in full swing forcing the
BEF back on the Channel where later in May it began to be evacuated
from Dunkirk. Fighter Command gave cover to the evacuation and on 2
June the CO in P9333 led 266 to Martlesham Heath at dawn from where
they made a patrol over Dunkirk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 found its first action when it engaged some Bfl09s whilst
Yellow section attacked some Bfl10s one of which was shot down by
Pilot Officer R M Trousdale to claim 266's first kill. The squadron
was also credited with four Bfl09s probably destroyed but lost Pilot
Officer Stevenson in N3 197/UO-S and Sergeant Kidman in N3092
killed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Following this brief blooding in action 266 returned to Wittering
flying regular coastal patrols and convoy escorts uneventfully for
the next couple of months, latterly under Squadron Leader R L
Wilkinson who became CO on 6 July. By this stage the aircraft had
sky undersides. Type A1 fuselage roundels and wore fin stripes as on
X4593/UO-N and N3178/UO-K.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><i>Spitfire I X4593/UO-A awaits its next sortie at Wittering in July 1940 at the start of the Battle of Britain during which 266 saw much heavy fighting. (266 Sqn records)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Heavy Luftwaffe air attacks built up through the summer as the
Battle of Britain began and fighter squadrons were rotated through
the 11 Group area, scene of the most intensive fighting as the enemy
targeted Fighter Command's airfields.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">On 9 August the CO led 12 aircraft to Northolt and then on to
Tangmere where they remained for two days. At midday on the 12th the
squadron was scrambled to intercept a raid on Portsmouth and claimed
two Ju88s of 1/KG51 destroyed as well as a Do 17 and a Bf110 but
lost Pilot Officer Ashton in P9333.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">After refuelling 266 moved to Eastchurch which was attacked early
the following morning by Do 17s of KG2. One of 266's aircraft was
destroyed and others only saved by the brave and prompt action of
the ground crew; the following day it moved into Hornchurch. From
there on the 15th it scrambled against another Luftwaffe raid and
became heavily engaged over Kent. In a stiff fight 266 lost Pilot
Officer Cole in N3168 and Sergeant Hawley (N3189) whilst the Flight
Commander, Flight Lieutenant Armitage, was slightly wounded.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">There were further large scale raids the following day and as a large formation of Do 17s moved over Kent at lunch time No.266 was one of the units ordered to intercept. The squadron became engaged with some escorting Bfl09s over Canterbury and shot down the aircraft flown by Hauptman Ebbighauser. However the Spitfires were then bounced themselves and in a frenzied fight lost the CO, Pilot Officer Power and Sub-Lieutenant Greenshields killed. Flight Lieutenant Bazley baled out injured and Pilot Officer Sodden crash landed his wrecked Spitfire.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In two days 266 had lost its three senior officers with five other pilots killed or injured and seven aircraft lost. The aircraft were replaced the following day as the squadron prepared for further action.11 Spitfires intercepted them over Kent. In a brief skirmish with escorting Bfl09s No.266, led by Flight Lieutenant Armitage. destroyed one and claimed another probable before being ordered to land and refuel at Manston.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Due to damage on the airfield the aircraft had to be parked close together and were helpless when the Bfl09s of 3/JG52 made a surprise strafing attack. It was briefly and highly effective leaving X4061 and X4066 destroyed with K9850, L1088, N3127, R6762, R6920 and X4063 damaged.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Only three of 266's Spitfires returned to Hornchurch that evening
where Squadron Leader D G M Spencer had arrived to take command. The
weather then broke and for several days there were no major raids.
However on the 21st No.266 returned to Wittering to rest and reform
having lost six pilots killed and five wounded but it had claimed
nine of the enemy destroyed, six probable's and 11 damaged.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">There 266 re-equipped with the more powerful Spitfire IIA which it
took into action for the first time on 7 September. At 0830 Pilot
Officers Trousdale, Roach andWilliams scrambled after a lone raider
and after a long chase over East Anglia caught a high flying Do215
which Williams and Roach shot down over the Scheldt Estuary. Ten
days later Squadron Leader F G Jameson, DFC, became CO and under him
and the Flight Commanders, 266 began an intensive operational
training programme for the many new pilots when patrols over the
Thames Estuary permitted.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>FIGHTER NIGHTS</b></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Action for the squadron was intermittent and in October sent its Spitfire lis to No.603 Squadron and received Mkls once more which were used on sector patrols. It had occasional successes such as on 29 October when it had an inconclusive fight with 11 Bfl09s and Blue Section destroyed a Dornier near Cambridge. By then however the Battle of Britain was effectively over and the Luftwaffe switched to small scale nuisance raids and night bombing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">Through the early winter months No.266 maintained readiness and flew
sector patrols and convoy escorts which were maintained into 1941 in
spite of very unfavourable weather. During one patrol on 8 March
Sergeant Von Schack scored 266's first success of 1941 when he shot
down a Ju88 off Skegness.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 also began training for night flying to enable it to fly
night defence sorties to counter the night Blitz, and 'Fighter
Night' sorties began.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The squadron, now back with Spitfire lis soon found success for. on
the night of 8/9 April the CO on patrol over Coventry spotted an
He111 against the moon and shot it down - no mean feat in a single
seat day fighter! The next night Flight Lieutenant Armitage almost
repeated the feat but could only claim a probable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><i>No.266 was the second squadron to receive the formidable Typhoon. This early example is R7696/ZH-Z and is seen at Duxford in mid-1942. It suffered a structural failure and crashed on 24 October. (MAP/RAFM)</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Offensive sweep operations over northern France also began, one early sweep for 266 being on 15 April when it joined 65 and 402 and it was gradually drawn more into these activities. Fighter Nights were still flown with 266 having a conspicuous success during a raid on London on 10/11 May. The CO found one He111 silhouetted against the flames and dived to attack, bringing the raider down near Romford. Pilot Officer Humphries chased one He111 as far as Rotterdam where he shot it down and then promptly destroyed a second to make three in one night!</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;"><b>RHODESIAN LINK</b></b><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Early in the year the Spitfire 1s such as X4649/UO-S received sky
fuselage bands and codes and in May-June the top surface colours
changed to dark green and dark sea grey camouflage with medium sea
grey undersides.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Offensive sweeps and bomber escorts now became the squadron's bread
and butter. In early June the CO was posted to be the Wittering Wing
Leader and 266 came under command of Squadron Leader T R Beresford.
Other arrivals included an increasing number of Rhodesians. Escorts
during 'Circus' operations, sweeps and 'Rhubarbs' by pairs of
aircraft increased throughout the summer with a resulting increase
in both claims and losses. No.266's first 'Circus' was on 27 June
during which Sergeant Lewis destroyed a Bf109 but 266 lost Pilot
Officers Cook and Holland in P8185 and P8188.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">More success came during another operation on 3 July when the CO and
Pilot Officer Barraclough each shot down a B f 109 and others were
damaged though P8566 was lost. Convoy patrols off the east coast
were still a regular feature too, and during one on 19 August Flight
Lieutenant McMiller and Sergeant Munro destroyed a He111.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Offensive work predominated however, typical being a 'Rhubarb' by
Wing Commander Jameson and Pilot Officer Parry who attacked and
damaged a 1,000 ton ship off Holland on 10 September. Parry was
successful two days later when he destroyed a Bfl09 whilst during
another 'Rhubarb' on the 15th Jameson in P8509 (with Sergeant
Sherwood in P8505 as No. 2) destroyed a Bfl10 off the Dutch coast.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">By now No.266's Spitfire 11s were outclassed by the latest enemy
fighters so it was with some relief that later in the month, after
moving to Marlesham Heath, it re- equipped with the cannon-armed
Spitfire Vb. These, such as W3834/UO-P and AA718. were similarly
coloured to the Mk 11s.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">After re-equipping, in early October it moved to Wittering's
satellite at Colly Weston from where it resumed operations, scoring
its first victory with Spitfire Vs on the 13th when Flight
Lieutenant McMullen destroyed a Bfl09 during a 'Circus'. He was
successful again on the 25th when he destroyed a Bfl 10 off Holland
whilst two days later 266's new Rhodesian CO, Squadron Leader C L
Green, DFC, (a former Flight Commander) destroyed a Do17 off the
East Coast. By then 266 was at Kingscliffe and continued on
operations from there.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">942 began with a series of convoy escorts and during one on 11
January Flight Lieutenant Allen-White in W3308 was shot down by a
Ju88.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>TYPHOON TROUBLES</b></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Changes were afoot however as on 29 January 266 moved to Dux ford to become the second squadron to convert to Typhoons. Due to teething problems with this powerful new type, however, Spitfires were initially retained for operations. So 266 led a somewhat mixed existence. B' Flight began conversion at Duxford whilst VA' Flight was detached to Coltishall for operations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The CO worked hard to get 266 ready for operations but it was a frustrating experience as the Typhoon had many bugs. Several were lost in accidents, the first fatal one being on 8 March when Pilot Officer Lees in R7637 spun in near Oxford.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Meanwhile from Coltishall 'A' Flight remained active, seeing
inconclusive action during the 'Channel Dash' on 12 February, and
late in March Pilot Officer Dawson destroyed a Do217 off Norfolk. No
266's final Spitfire kill was on 29 April when a Ju88 was destroyed.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Initially No.266 had Typhoon I as such as R7622/UO-K and R7641/UO-A
and they wore the standard fighter colours from June with type C/Cl
markings. Cannon armed Mk.lbs began arriving in March and in April
the squadron codes changed to 'ZH' as on Mk.Ib R7819/ZH-S.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In spite of many problems No.266 was eventually fully converted and
finally disposed of its last Spitfires in June. The first Typhoon
operation was on 28 May when it scrambled several aircraft to
investigate an un-identified plot which turned out to be a Spitfire!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Finally on 20 June the Wing began operations when 56 and 266
continued an uneventful sweep of Mardyke and Boulogne in support of
a 'Circus'. Operations continued at a low level, but the Typhoon
finally found success on 9 August when Pilot Officer Lucas in R7696/ZH-C
and Pilot Officer Munro in R7822/ZH-H destroyed a Ju88 off Cromer to
claim the RAF's first Typhoon kill.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Four days later Flight Lieutenant Johnson shot down the RAF's first
Me210 - VN+AV of ERPGR in the same area. A few days later, on 19
August, came the Typhoon Wing's first major action during the Dieppe
raid - Operation 'Jubilee'.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">All three squadrons - Nos.56, 266 and 609, first escorted a spoof
raid before refuelling to sweep off the French coast. There they
encountered a formation of Do217s of KG2 and whilst some elements
fought off the escorting Fw190s Flight Lieutenant Dawson destroyed
one whilst two more enemy aircraft were probably destroyed, though
Pilot Officer Smithyman was lost. On the way home the Typhoons were
mistaken for Fw190s by some Spitfires and in a tragic incident
Dawson was shot down and killed. The Wing made an uneventful third
sweep but one subsequent result was the addition of identity stripes
to the Typhoons.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><b>TIP AND RUN RAIDERS</b></b></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The following winter the Wing was disbanded and on 21 September 266,
now flying only the Mk.Ib, joined No. 10 Group at Warmwell to help
counter raids on south coast towns by tip and run raiders. Sections
were held on alert to counter the raiders and standing patrols were
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<i><span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style;">For a time, immediately after the war. No.266 Squadron returned to Fighter Command flying Meteors. </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: x-small;">These F.4s including VT227/FX-N and VT238/FX-R are lined up at Tangmere in 1948. (266 Sqn records)</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No success resulted from all these efforts for some lime and to add to the squadron's frustrations the Typhoons were still plagued by structural problems. In early January 1943 No.266 moved further west to Exeter where it mounted standing patrols off the coast. On the 10th it resumed scoring again when Flying Officer Small in R8937/ZH-L splashed a Fw190 fighter bomber of 10/JG2 flown by Feldwebel Bitter off Teignmouth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The dawn to dusk patrols were successful against these difficult
targets again on the 26th when Flying Officer Bell destroyed
another. Patrols continued through February' with several Typhoons
lost in accidents. However on the 26th nine Fw190s of I0/JG2 were
spotted low over the sea after raiding Exmouth. Squadron Leader
Green closed on one which was damaged before hitting a second which
blew up under the Typhoon's formidable fire, the damaged Focke Wulf
was finished off by Sergeant Thompson.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 was successful in action again on 13 March when it intercepted some Fw190s of 5/SKG10 south of Start Point. Flight Lieutenant J H Deall in EJ932/ZH-N destroyed one and shared a second with Sergeant Eadie. These were the last claims for some time however, and in June as the JA80 attacks reduced so the costly standing patrols were replaced by aircraft held at cockpit readiness, but 266 had got a fair return for its efforts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">As the summer progressed so more offensive sorties and
fighter-bomber escorts to France were flown with a consequent
increase in losses, often to the deadly enemy light flak.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In early July 266's ebullient Rhodesian CO was posted after a long
and successful period in command and was replaced by Squadron Leader
A S Maclntyre. On 15 August he led an escort to a 'Circus' to
Guipavas in Brittany where the squadron engaged a group of Fw190s.
Two pilots, including the CO, were then shot down by them and a
third killed by flak in what was a bad day for the squadron. One
Focke Wulf was shot down.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Squadron Leader P W Lefevrc, DFC, took over and the squadron
increased its amount of offensive flying, latterly from Harrowbeer
where it had moved on 21 September. On 15 October the JA80s returned
and two sections scrambled and two Fw190s were brought down. These
were 266's final kills on defensive duties as it now switched
completely to offensive operations over occupied Europe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">During November the squadron began carrying bombs on its Typhoons
and began fighter-bomber operations, with the formation in November
of the 2nd Tactical Air Force in preparation for the invasion of
France. In due course 266 joined this new formation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Brittany and the adjacent sea areas remained the squadron's patch
and on 1 December eight of 266's Typhoons with four from 193
escorted Mosquitoes on a 'Roadstead' off the Ile de Groix. Flying
Officer Blackwell shot down a minesweeping Ju52 and later two Ju88s</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The pace of operations quickened in the first months of 1944 with
regular escorts and anti-shipping attacks being made over France and
several more enemy aircraft destroyed, though 266 was now primarily
a ground attack squadron. It suffered a great blow however on 6
February when Squadron Leader Lefevre, an outstanding leader and
CO,'was shot down and killed during a shipping attack off the Aber
Vrach estuary.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">He was replaced by Squadron Leader J W E Holmes. DFC, AFC, on the
9th. The day after he took over 266 had a successful day when during
a 'Rodeo' over the Bretigny- Paris area led by the Wing Leader three
enemy bombers were destroyed during a strafe whilst in the air
Flight Lieutenant Dcall in JR135 destroyed a Ju88 and Flying Officer
McGibbon no less than three Yale trainers, the Wing Commander also
claimed two fighters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 suffered another severe blow on 15 February when six aircraft
were chasing a group of Ju88s. They were drawn over the heavily
defended Lannion airfield and three of the Typhoons were shot down
by the devastating barrage of flak.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">During March the squadron, by now flying 'bubble hood' Typhoons,
moved several times, including an armament camp at Acklington, and
on the 23rd arrived at Tangmere where it joined the 2nd Tactical Air
Force in preparation for the invasion of France. On 10 April it
moved to the ALG at Needs Oar Point alongside Nos.193, 197 and 257
Squadrons with whom it formed No.146 Airfield (later Wing) of No.84
Group. 2 TAF.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">It was now flying intensively on operations and tactical training
including a week at Snaith in April for a course in Army Support
Control, and 'Cab Rank', close support techniques where it would be
directed under visual control from the ground.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">By early May it was back with the Wing at Needs Oar Point and
increased the tempo of activity. V-l sites (Noballs) continued to be
hit as were rail and road communications in France and later coastal
radar sites were also targeted. These were difficult targets, and
were usually dive bombed. Activity reached a climax in the days
prior to the invasion, one further preparation being the application
of broad black and white AEAF stripes on 3 June.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">On D-Day, 6 June, No.266 was over the beaches early mounting 'Cab
Rank' patrols on immediate call of the Army. Gun sites and strong
points were attacked and armed recces flown inland, during one, near
Caen, Sergeant Donne had to bale out of DN562.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The following day much execution of enemy transport was done, though
usually in the face of light flak which cost it a further aircraft.
This continued on subsequent days as 266 and the other Typhoon units
flew intensively to hinder enemy movement, albeit taking further
losses.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">One particularly effective operation was on 20 June when the Wing
bombed a railway tunnel east of Caen, sealing a train inside.
Another was on the 27th when the Wing, in concert with 2 Group
Mitchells, hit an infantry Division HQ near St Lo killing the
General and many of his staff. Two days later however it moved to
Eastchurch for conversion to rocket projectile delivery - a highly
effective weapon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">During the course Squadron Leader J D Wright assumed command and on
18 July he led 266 to Hurn where it temporarily joined No. 136 Wing
until No. 146 reformed. Interdiction over Normandy and attacks on 'Noballs'
or nominated targets, often under VCP control were then flown daily,
often in the face of stiff opposition. On the 19th 266 flew an armed
recce to the Lisieux area and was bounced by over 25 Bf109s of 1/JG5
and111JG1 and three Typhoons were shot down though Pilot Officer
Forrester claimed a Bf109 of 1/JG5; this was 266's final air combat
victory.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">The following day the squadron moved to Normandy and set up at
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<span style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;">In early August the enemy counter attacked near Mortain but, when
held, the great retreat of the 7th Army began in the face of
devastating air attacks and they were soon trapped in a pocket
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Typhoon squadrons, including 266, then proceeded to devastate
the enemy though usually in the face of fierce fire. On the 17th 266
destroyed or damaged seven tanks but was attacked by Fw190s and lost
Flight Sergeant Love though two 190s were damaged. By the 18th only
a small gap remained around Chambois and the enemy troops were
relentlessly harried, especially after the last permanent bridge
over the Seine had been destroyed by 146 Wing. By the 25th little
was left in the Falaise pocket and those elements which had escaped
were constantly attacked as the Allied armies broke out and rapidly
advanced deep into France and Belgium.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 was involved in a tragic accident on 27 August when with 263 Squadron it was ordered to attack a force of minesweepers. In a devastating rocket attack all four were hit and two sunk, but sadly, in spite of assurances that no Allied ships were in the area, they turned out to be British. A week after this tragedy No.266 moved forward to B23/Morainville and on 8 September to Manston for attacks on French coastal areas. However on the 11th it moved back to the Continent and set up at B51/Lille-Vendeville. From there it supported ground operations into Holland but with the failure of the airborne operation at Amhem the advance was effectively ended.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Wing then became heavily involved in attacks on by-passed
garrisons around the Scheldt Estuary and on Walchcrcn. At the
beginning of October it moved to B70/Antwerp-Deurne where shortly
afterwards Squadron Leader J H Deall became CO. By now the aircraft
had most of the AEAF stripes removed and later the sky fuselage
bands were removed to reduce visibility with MPI80/ZH-K and PD473/ZH-E
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">From its new base 266 continued its interdiction campaign
particularly against VI and V2 sites and supply areas though losses
were not light. The squadron took part in a successful 'special' on
the 24th when, led by Group Captain Gillan, the Wing attacked the HQ
of the 15th Army at Dordrecht. killing or injuring many of the
staff. This was followed by the Canadian assault on Walchcren
heavily supported by the 84 Group units. Its capture then allowed
the port of Antwerp to be used. Later, on 19 November, 266 flew on
another 'special' against the Gestapo HQ in Amsterdam. It was
aborted, but repeated very successfully on the 26th.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The worsening weather increasingly hampered operations however,
though interdiction attacks on enemy communications continued when
possible.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Then on 17 December came the enemy offensive through the Ardennes.
Initially the foul weather greatly reduced the effectiveness of
Allied air power. However on the 24th it clcared and 266 was soon in
action against advancing enemy units and resupply routes. Enemy
opposition from the ground and air was intense. On Christmas Day 'B'
Flight Hew an anti-railway recce of the Dortmund area and, having
destroyed a train, were attacked by a large force of enemy fighters,
losing two Typhoons; the deadly light flak remaining the main
threat. When the weather permitted 266 flew flat out to blunt the
German thrust which eventually petered out in mid-January 1945.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Then in early February came Operation 'Veritable' - (The British and Canadian advance to the Rhine. Initially bad weather limited the squadron's effectiveness but it improved on the 14th and it was quickly manning 'Cab Rank' patrols to support the advance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The fighting was heavy and it operated under great pressure, taking
a heavy toll of enemy armour and transport in its close support and
interdiction attacks. In the middle of February the squadron moved
forward into Germany, to B89/MMI from where it quickly resumed
operations. Amongst these was a devastating Wing attack on the
fortified Siegfried Line town of Kalkar on the 28th.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">In early March interdiction resumed as the enemy retreated to the
Rhine and on the 9th the CO left on promotion and was replaced by
Squadron Leader REG Sheward DFC. Under him the squadron continued in
action preparing the way for the crossing of the Rhine. Operation
Varsity' on 24 March called for a maximum effort with the squadron
flying very effective flak suppression and 'Cab Rank' patrols as the
airborne forces went in.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">With the 21st Army Group across the Rhine there began a rapid
advance into north-west Germany with the squadron flying deep into
enemy territory. Airfields, communications and coastal targets were
hit and to keep within range on 16 April it moved forward to Bl05/Drope.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Enemy flak remained a constant danger and during one mission on the 23rd Flying Officer Borland in RB423/ZH-S was shot down and killed near Leer. He was 266's final operational loss however, as two days later it withdrew to Fairwood Common for an APC and short rest, during which time the enemy surrendered.</span></div>
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Hildesheim as part of the Occupation Forces. From there it adopted a
peacetime training routine, amongst its aircraft being RB248/ZH-B,
until disbandment on 6 August.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><i>Led by WR469, a flight of four of266's Venom FB.4s break into the Wunstorf circuit in the mid-1950s. By this time they were wearing colourful squadron markings, (via R.E.G Sheward)</i></span></div>
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<b style="text-align: justify;">JET FIGHTERS</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">No.266 was reformed at Boxted in Fssex as a permanent part of post-war Fighter Command on 1 September 1946
when No. 234 Squadron was renumbered. Led bv Squadron Leader J A
Plagis. DSO. DFC. it flew Meteor F.3 jet fighters for the defence of
the United Kingdom. For the first few months of its existence 266
led a nomadic existence, moving via an armament camp at Acklington
through Boxted again and Wattisham until settling at Tangmere in
April 1947. At the end of the month it returned to Germany when it
moved to Lubeck for two months as part of BAFO. </span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">There it flew border patrols and exercises until returning to
Tangmere at the end of June where a more settled existence began.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Its Meteor F.3s. such as EE254/FX-J and EE453/FX-H. wore the
standard fighter colours of dark green and dark sea grey camouflage
with medium sea grey undersides. Unit codes and the fuselage bands
were sky whilst markings were type C/CI. The squadron flew regular
sessions of practice interceptions, often under GCI control, and air
fighting and bomber affiliation training as well as participating in
the regular air defence exercises.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">In December 1947 Squadron Leader D L Harvey became CO and under him
early the following year No.266 re-equipped with the improved Meteor
F.4. The change was complete by April and the squadron continued on
its routine, taking its new jets to an APC at Acklington in July and
August. The new aircraft were silver overall, with black codes, but
retained the type C/Cl markings and also carried a small eagle badge
under the cockpit; VT238FX-R and VTI34/FX-M are examples.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; text-align: justify;">No.266 continued its activities as part of Fighter Command into
1949. However on 11 February it was again disbanded when it was
renumbered as No.43 Squadron.</span><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The increasing East-West tensions of the early 1950's led to an expansion of the RAF in Germany. Thus on 14 July 1952 No.266 was reformed at Wunstorf under Squadron Leader C W Coulthard. The squadron was .a fighter-bomber squadron once more and was equipped with the Vampire FB.5. Other than the CO and Flight Commanders, most of the pilots who arrived were straight from training so an intensive period of working up began to bring the squadron up to an operational state. Formation, low level and air firing sorties were regularly flown, whilst dual checks were conducted on one of the several Meteor T.7s on strength.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The Vampire FB.5s were dark green/dark grey camouflage with PRU blue undersides and type D markings. The squadron code letter was initially 'A' as on VZ301/A-M but later changed to 'L' with VZ262/L-T being an example whilst Meteor T.7s included WL409.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Work-up training continued through the year with 266 participating
in Exercise 'Ardent' in October whilst in late November it had a
month of intensive weapons training at Sylt. Sadly the period was
marred by the loss of several pilots in crashes, however the
squadron was soon on line as part of the 2nd TAP. It continued with
Vampires into 1953 but on 1 April the first of the squadron's Venom
FB.ls arrived and 266 was soon busy converting, the process being
completed in May.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Because of its strong links with Rhodesia 266 had been invited to
attend the Cecil Rhodes centenary celebrations in Salisbury,
Rhodesia. Thus on 29 May the CO. in WE326/A-A. led 12 Venoms off on
'Operation Long Trek'. The Venoms routed via France, Malta, the
Sudan and central Africa, arriving in Lusaka on 6 June where a
display was flown. They moved on to Salisbury two days later where
amid superb hospitality they flew several displays before departing
on 17 June.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The squadron arrived back at Wunstorf on the 25th after a highly successful deployment. It then returned to the routine of a 2 TAF fighter-bomber unit which, with the sporty Venoms, also included interception exercises.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The FB1s wore similar colours to the Vampires but had variously
coloured tip tanks, with a lightning flash and unit motto.The code
letter had also changed to 'A' whilst the aircraft letter was
repeated on the nose: WE330/A-S and WE457/A-N are examples.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The 2 TAF Venom squadrons had to be highly mobile and dispersal
operations were regularly practised, often with an aircraft
operating off stretches of autobahn and personnel living under
canvas. In addition to APCs and battle training 266 also regularly
participated in large scale exercises. One such was 'Battle Royal'
in September 1954 when it Hew as part of the 'Northland'
force against 'Southland'.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">The following July the squadron began reequipping with the Venom
FB.4. These, such as WR430 and WR469 wore the standard camouflage
and coloured tip tanks but the tail boom codes were replaced by
attractive horizontal yellow and green bars as the squadron
markings. Some aircraft also wore the badge within a white disc on
the nose. Soon after re-equipping, the squadron moved to Fassburg
but a year later, in October 1956. it "returned to Wunstorf.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">It continued operations from there into 1957 but that year's Defence
Review called for a massive reduction in the RAF's fighter force and
No.266 eventually became a victim when it was disbanded at Wunstorf
on 16 November.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Part of the rationale behind the manned aircraft cuts was that
missiles could do the task more effectively. Thus the RAF began
deploying the Bloodhound I surface-to-air missile system in units
across eastern England, primarily to defend the V-Bomber bases.
These units were given fighter squadron numbers and so on I December
1959 No.266 was reformed as a Bloodhound 1 squadron at Rattlesden.
It was commanded by Squadron Leader G Middlebrook and under him the
squadron worked hard to come to an operational state as part of the
Fighter Command missile defences.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">On being declared operational it was regularly tested in evaluations
and air defence exercises which all helped to sharpen its
efficiency. However, in the early 1960s it was decided to withdraw
the Bloodhound Mkl system and as a result No.266 (Rhodesia) Squadron
was finally disbanded on 30 June 1964.</span></div>
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<i>Venom FB.4 WR546 is seen during a stop-over at Wildenrath in April 1955. The tip tanks were green with yellow flashes; the boom markings were also in those colours. (R A Brown)</i></div>
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Rhodesia Rememberedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06644511584084003690noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136959581834392797.post-64258098373993989882013-11-19T10:24:00.001+02:002013-11-25T10:26:07.349+02:00Rhodesian Water Colours by Jenny Lacoste<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Cape Town based artist, Jenny Lacoste, lived in Rhodesia between 1963 and 1982, and was schooled at Frank Johnson and later Lord Malvern schools in Salisbury. Almost all her working life has revolved around art, as she was employed in the Art Dept at RTV, and went into advertising world with Eric Edwoods Advertising, and printing/packaging with Reprograph. She now paints for pleasure, and commission, with oils being medium of choice.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">15 - Hornbill</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYYAxx4gjZzvgx0R1Y8h18fMPvm11eJisGPw9lAnS2y7FdoOEayELsIZgZBhzg1cQJadACNF_eIX26yNEXPg_P6YkHn-EBxL0ac2NXQGZ9myoOH1sGPK3aB0xbaQO18hByBdcskTiMCvR/s1600/impala.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYYAxx4gjZzvgx0R1Y8h18fMPvm11eJisGPw9lAnS2y7FdoOEayELsIZgZBhzg1cQJadACNF_eIX26yNEXPg_P6YkHn-EBxL0ac2NXQGZ9myoOH1sGPK3aB0xbaQO18hByBdcskTiMCvR/s1600/impala.jpg" height="444" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">16 - Impala</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFCt1vF4Xi3lucEL1G7ZKrPaRjoplQr5kDCbYSfgk9Dqac2f9oXIczGRUdCRm8MDo2-Pn_eq-1EurtU4Rb4kM4yepfF9sseTQnN345FKL65Dd1fTqlouMmrquhw_z74ToUpa8GQTQ1Tg-/s1600/jacaranda1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFCt1vF4Xi3lucEL1G7ZKrPaRjoplQr5kDCbYSfgk9Dqac2f9oXIczGRUdCRm8MDo2-Pn_eq-1EurtU4Rb4kM4yepfF9sseTQnN345FKL65Dd1fTqlouMmrquhw_z74ToUpa8GQTQ1Tg-/s1600/jacaranda1.jpg" height="448" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">17 - Jacaranda</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmxHQshsuJ93__Junc9Z0VzrvYZ8QaqQwa1wsxsIF1o2CGGqjrfPCp8MOcJpf-iIJYq8SHfDpFzvTKkpAktr28V3m0yerx2a_pSY5vvR8BnmSqr4gBiVpnT4grxR46kwE-Cp8ANl37lC3/s1600/karibafinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmxHQshsuJ93__Junc9Z0VzrvYZ8QaqQwa1wsxsIF1o2CGGqjrfPCp8MOcJpf-iIJYq8SHfDpFzvTKkpAktr28V3m0yerx2a_pSY5vvR8BnmSqr4gBiVpnT4grxR46kwE-Cp8ANl37lC3/s1600/karibafinal.jpg" height="480" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">18 - Kariba final</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJe6Y3hyDGsJy9ngQ_hCSFzZmus5xCMhPfL_5S7rXNXkmtIAbqOxntaybfds0bZEetdtDYhPmZhyphenhyphenkl_6gnv2geo50uHaHEE7Tvc72y0mKlHK9IdmZ9LiyMnO5-thqa6vQZiAHLvKbZFLa/s1600/karibagod.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJe6Y3hyDGsJy9ngQ_hCSFzZmus5xCMhPfL_5S7rXNXkmtIAbqOxntaybfds0bZEetdtDYhPmZhyphenhyphenkl_6gnv2geo50uHaHEE7Tvc72y0mKlHK9IdmZ9LiyMnO5-thqa6vQZiAHLvKbZFLa/s1600/karibagod.jpg" height="450" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">19 - Kariba God (Nyami Nyami)</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNIII8Hc-YigoF8f3FkolPJt45tEFbdrCNB3yYhZ1mRTSYjjYOfYNGxxtbqin1R7irNvYINnOLMPUFfpeyG_BxQswRtPd_Fk52G4sHQRVQsZ7Si6XlOqH365SQ-8mhKJ2g3a6rGl8G55Ho/s1600/kudu1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNIII8Hc-YigoF8f3FkolPJt45tEFbdrCNB3yYhZ1mRTSYjjYOfYNGxxtbqin1R7irNvYINnOLMPUFfpeyG_BxQswRtPd_Fk52G4sHQRVQsZ7Si6XlOqH365SQ-8mhKJ2g3a6rGl8G55Ho/s1600/kudu1.jpg" height="640" width="444" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">20 - Kudu</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcMT7Ucg4Z_W3fgvH-7p0e0QgA2G3ZhhYGW7aHF_ZYLpY6auotKMzCIE45C5JFpbj7Cqd-SH9uDyn4XUIUeegfBeWcdxALd6KdTtY2qSUjVawAbAQjEW5fw-3WUq0n1LLETtwY2JwIEEp/s1600/lilacbreasted+roller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcMT7Ucg4Z_W3fgvH-7p0e0QgA2G3ZhhYGW7aHF_ZYLpY6auotKMzCIE45C5JFpbj7Cqd-SH9uDyn4XUIUeegfBeWcdxALd6KdTtY2qSUjVawAbAQjEW5fw-3WUq0n1LLETtwY2JwIEEp/s1600/lilacbreasted+roller.jpg" height="640" width="446" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">21 -Lilac breasted roller</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7var1ypB-yaa4sdcSP9ijrLhSLumfh-6098z5njEJvlEdxznjjuuAUxAGASZWRTDQu5kvhepF87hBg_nxEKRJMV0MzXGdy2den9PU7XCgB67XJ9GtOwU_m_uwC79Epw6PupWE4zhDpLr/s1600/lions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7var1ypB-yaa4sdcSP9ijrLhSLumfh-6098z5njEJvlEdxznjjuuAUxAGASZWRTDQu5kvhepF87hBg_nxEKRJMV0MzXGdy2den9PU7XCgB67XJ9GtOwU_m_uwC79Epw6PupWE4zhDpLr/s1600/lions.jpg" height="452" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">22 - Lions</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHCLfs3rhekAYR1zjuZ7jxybQ-v0FMqW0b7FrNedHH597oYJHOhDA8WL6jInHDn9Z9JKhqZ7KsNe2WhCh_ZJkifYtxRInjPPLzNBzyAUn7Hw7M0JhyphenhypheneCcHTilegposvXO8wm5pwr9PYVVz/s1600/manapools1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHCLfs3rhekAYR1zjuZ7jxybQ-v0FMqW0b7FrNedHH597oYJHOhDA8WL6jInHDn9Z9JKhqZ7KsNe2WhCh_ZJkifYtxRInjPPLzNBzyAUn7Hw7M0JhyphenhypheneCcHTilegposvXO8wm5pwr9PYVVz/s1600/manapools1.jpg" height="446" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">23 - Mana pools</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRlL7jSHdUiuk_K7WzpZz0zZSsbQJHTKreeHoGuZRf7lxC05Mt6VDlOKORnRnpascJEEWiCtQvDuSYU5hiuz4lfu8WG-UgNnxAgk-PLzbnND9m-mMvUYZyi5k1gWamIjEAFwAR5Gi_uL9X/s1600/manapools2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRlL7jSHdUiuk_K7WzpZz0zZSsbQJHTKreeHoGuZRf7lxC05Mt6VDlOKORnRnpascJEEWiCtQvDuSYU5hiuz4lfu8WG-UgNnxAgk-PLzbnND9m-mMvUYZyi5k1gWamIjEAFwAR5Gi_uL9X/s1600/manapools2.jpg" height="446" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">24 - Mana pools</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-g3CrzCDyvOdMNClGkzcvit7TmgT_VXNNTJPWeOpg6F0Iw-BdZP9BjIc8nArIWA1Se6gX-xBKD_HWsuqs9QEo0mLFAPDe3aOi-Zim7klhL0sbi7vVUhkmleuPXEWTgbQfLtIPx1FQ-qL/s1600/matoposfinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-g3CrzCDyvOdMNClGkzcvit7TmgT_VXNNTJPWeOpg6F0Iw-BdZP9BjIc8nArIWA1Se6gX-xBKD_HWsuqs9QEo0mLFAPDe3aOi-Zim7klhL0sbi7vVUhkmleuPXEWTgbQfLtIPx1FQ-qL/s1600/matoposfinal.jpg" height="478" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 - Matopos</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6NOo-nBN4uyqEXseHRa07vZhTXN-8zAZjbEWQeQ-4he8xc1tOjORfFapFkRUPF6kP1lQNIj0y2wotv5ydSGREYAlX83apR2iCZtnMUs1BZDQNxHfFtLi8qNmE1kmhxYTBSCqhcwgHS06/s1600/melsetter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6NOo-nBN4uyqEXseHRa07vZhTXN-8zAZjbEWQeQ-4he8xc1tOjORfFapFkRUPF6kP1lQNIj0y2wotv5ydSGREYAlX83apR2iCZtnMUs1BZDQNxHfFtLi8qNmE1kmhxYTBSCqhcwgHS06/s1600/melsetter.jpg" height="448" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">26 - Melsetter</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUkNsEXBwM6QRRgktilTljZ9o5cckaVpzOTt60gBuqpV3BewvZhAvhOgPRfGYxqJFnYaYB1Q8foBxgQteEBz-uyyrzwUd2EQW4TEL2kPBu_AsUxGNJfbiHaminroXE0WG1HpUb7dWGDe1F/s1600/mongoose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUkNsEXBwM6QRRgktilTljZ9o5cckaVpzOTt60gBuqpV3BewvZhAvhOgPRfGYxqJFnYaYB1Q8foBxgQteEBz-uyyrzwUd2EQW4TEL2kPBu_AsUxGNJfbiHaminroXE0WG1HpUb7dWGDe1F/s1600/mongoose.jpg" height="454" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">27 - Mongoose</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUFJkJ7yksEk088GK2ZaVMO8bwzwbHVu-pwTyzRZr8bStSlDijPheijVP9fBpOtG51_Pzr8QKhbJWmnK8NwqKCCUica8ehT1Tk2BV-aqldOpo4eyEK5e7o0ZRwxyiPZ8JdfHhTKelYSYM/s1600/nyanga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUFJkJ7yksEk088GK2ZaVMO8bwzwbHVu-pwTyzRZr8bStSlDijPheijVP9fBpOtG51_Pzr8QKhbJWmnK8NwqKCCUica8ehT1Tk2BV-aqldOpo4eyEK5e7o0ZRwxyiPZ8JdfHhTKelYSYM/s1600/nyanga.jpg" height="640" width="444" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">28 - Nyanga (formerly Inyanga)</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrNyIzJ6iZrGUzjxcISRkWdOu9oLVlp1odbOg22TT9fyS3SRJVT-mveen4cuX5pM202x9kwIU-xfQBX4HgoQI7S9a3JVhQKJ9tBWWCmL5eJIZnnC6ZRA4FABjhwQrdCcWMFM4f2Svf5Z-m/s1600/rhino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrNyIzJ6iZrGUzjxcISRkWdOu9oLVlp1odbOg22TT9fyS3SRJVT-mveen4cuX5pM202x9kwIU-xfQBX4HgoQI7S9a3JVhQKJ9tBWWCmL5eJIZnnC6ZRA4FABjhwQrdCcWMFM4f2Svf5Z-m/s1600/rhino.jpg" height="640" width="444" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">29 - Rhino</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKu5D1FCUQfeD0_ogh3J4nXmunRaApTdlWxTmpXL_8B8dUDmJYw-6rb-XpdSyHCMzjkKui-v1l7Ntm7XrrW8i64GVFDtwLRlE0R2vnAn3fw7nPYY1N9cLO3B3WFZhxGcWOjZhXof_kVjA/s1600/roan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKu5D1FCUQfeD0_ogh3J4nXmunRaApTdlWxTmpXL_8B8dUDmJYw-6rb-XpdSyHCMzjkKui-v1l7Ntm7XrrW8i64GVFDtwLRlE0R2vnAn3fw7nPYY1N9cLO3B3WFZhxGcWOjZhXof_kVjA/s1600/roan.jpg" height="640" width="448" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">30 - Roan</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVy_Cm7IuDbbL7_00idSneKZqecp6ZtqyOGULFr8GRSmAwoE4CfdxLKuVsqWwx4u6LTUn39ZUB0ma7Lv2yOv0mhG5lAuVjj9fZn8lCk_QFSk4EQjVHWEkC4B-MKUMuDlIexnOFnQMyfPUX/s1600/sabi+star.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVy_Cm7IuDbbL7_00idSneKZqecp6ZtqyOGULFr8GRSmAwoE4CfdxLKuVsqWwx4u6LTUn39ZUB0ma7Lv2yOv0mhG5lAuVjj9fZn8lCk_QFSk4EQjVHWEkC4B-MKUMuDlIexnOFnQMyfPUX/s1600/sabi+star.jpg" height="640" width="446" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">31 - Sabi Star</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26VsjxEOGHs9PrvcbqpYTTKkJbzWy-xiRBRa_IvIxEc8nkHd4m7ECOkmgtQ7GWAlyXU0Zd7VhKI4AXV7_8GTya2t3ImIeiaOILNq-xPLvnueYq2qS4ooxcNkqDBU7klQfmpx2pbxFZAWC/s1600/sable1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26VsjxEOGHs9PrvcbqpYTTKkJbzWy-xiRBRa_IvIxEc8nkHd4m7ECOkmgtQ7GWAlyXU0Zd7VhKI4AXV7_8GTya2t3ImIeiaOILNq-xPLvnueYq2qS4ooxcNkqDBU7klQfmpx2pbxFZAWC/s1600/sable1.jpg" height="452" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">32 - Sable</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbyx24HABsmTTf-tU1MaAIjoXiprbaGUkT9tt_vt6gU37jNQ8R_SvySJR1qFlulstljcdjVy5mikTngxpqjL4IVm4BXxsWmRIMR1dY4S3R9BXha5k5vLaTsDBvKJdWtJIF7b59gXPzkhKU/s1600/starling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbyx24HABsmTTf-tU1MaAIjoXiprbaGUkT9tt_vt6gU37jNQ8R_SvySJR1qFlulstljcdjVy5mikTngxpqjL4IVm4BXxsWmRIMR1dY4S3R9BXha5k5vLaTsDBvKJdWtJIF7b59gXPzkhKU/s1600/starling.jpg" height="450" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">33 - Starling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">35 - Victoria Falls </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">36 - Victoria Falls</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">37 - Village</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">38 - Vumba Msasa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">39 - Warthogs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">40 - Zambezi escarpment</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">41 - Zambezi National Park</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">42 -Zimbabwe Ruins</td></tr>
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The under mention painting are in oil and also all have been sold.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">43 - Kariba Sunset</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">44 - Victoria Falls</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">45 - Zambezi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1 - A corner in the Laager in Bulawayo during the 1896 Rebellion. (Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2- Cecil Square, Salisbury, in 1890. The Union Jack was hoisted there on the 13 September of that year.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">3 - Old Umtali in 1897 - a view of the township when it was being evacuated. (Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 - Providential Pass at the approach to Fort Victoria, looking south. (Department of Public Relations)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">5 - Old Bulawayo as the Column found it when they arrived.<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">The buildingwith windows in the left</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">background was the wagon shed with, next to it, Lobengula's two-roomed store, its plaster showing white.</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">The pantry of Government House is said to be on the site of this store. <br />(Photo supplied by Mr. Aston Redrup</span></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">6 - The Court House, Fort Victoria, with the men of the Victoria Column, July 1893</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7 - The Mazoe Patrol. Survivors of the party of fourteen who took refuge at the Alice Mine<br />
The Mazoe Patrol. Survivors of the party of fourteen who took refuge at the Alice Mine, <br />
And of the two relief forces sent to bring them to Salisbury. The author of the account,<br />
Hugh Pollett, is seen kneeling on the right in the front row.<br />
(Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">8 - The Mopani tree on the site of the Shangani battle where Allan Wilson and his party fell<br />
It marks the spot where James Dawson buried the remains. <br />
He carved the cross and inscribed it 'To brave Men'. <br />
(Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9 - Wagons of the Pioneer Column crossing the Nuanetsi river in 1890. (Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">10 - Salisbury in 1896 a view from the Kopje. (Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11 - The European Quarters in old Bulawayo taken in 1893; it was on the site of Sauerstownship.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">12 - The 'Indaba Tree' in Old Bulawayo. It still stands in the grounds of Government House. (Central African Archives)</td></tr>
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Please note that photographs 1 through to 12 were extracted from the book Rhodesian Genesis written by Neville Jones, O.B.E., F.R.A.I for the Rhodesian Pioneer's and Early Settlers Society in 1952.<br />
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the under mentioned photographs; Book "RHODESIA AND ITS GOVERNMENT
by H.C;. Thomson - printed in (1898)</span></div>
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note that no excuse is made for one word mentioned in this article, despised
by today's society but it was the term in those far off Rhodesian
days. Please see it in that sense.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">13 - Major Harding and the Mashonaland Native Contingent—Archer,
Makoni's Son, to the left<br />
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in Portuguese Territory—Kafir Piano lying on the Ground to the Left</span></td></tr>
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Witch - Doctor in the Middle, with Mashona standing round him</span><br />
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Commissioner's Messengers. The Boy with a young baboon hanging on his arm</span></td></tr>
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Photographs made available by <span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Fay Young nee Holland</span>. Thank you Fay for sharing your photographs with ORAFs.<br />
Thanks also to Mrs. Syd Wheeler.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">21 - UMVUMA PRIMARY SCHOOL<br />
KENNEDY HOUSE<br />
SCHOOL PLAY - 1975<br />
(photo taken by Mr A. Speedie)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">22 - FALCON HOTEL, UMVUMA - BEDROOMS - 1992<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">23- FALCON HOTEL UMVUMA VEHICLE -1976<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">24 - J HOLLAND OF UMVUMA</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 - The Umvuma barber also takes in watches, record-players and radios for repairs. (November 1977)<br />
Photo by Ben Maclennan<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">26 - YOU wouldn't find a better telephone.box than the one above in London town (November 1977<br />
)Photo by Ben Maclennan</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">27 - FALCON HOTEL - UMVUMA<br />
VINTAGE CAR RUN - 1975<br />
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<b>Memories of Rhodes</b><br />
Bob Manser has made the under mentioned photographs available to ORAFs.<br />
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Some photographs that I have not seen before, especially of the African stonemasons doing the first attempts of digging Rhode's grave in that hard granite with just hammers and chisels.<br />
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They are from a very badly damaged book on Rhode's Will. Sadly most of the book fell apart, white ants and water damage but I saved some photos.<br />
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ORAFs records its thank to Bob for sharing these photographs with ORAFs and thanks also to the author<br />
photographers and publishers of the said book.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">29 - Excavating Mr. Rhodes's Tomb on the Matoppos. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Photo by L. Pedrotti, Bulawayo</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">30 - The Scene at the Burial of Mr. Rhodes.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">The coffin is being lowered into the tomb, and the picture shows the slab, weighing three tons, which covers the coffin</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Photo by L. Pedrotti, Bulawayo</span></td><td class="tr-caption"></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: x-small;">.</span></td></tr>
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<b>Memories of Rhodes and Groote Schuur</b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">31 - Mr. Rhodes's last Portrait-<br />
Photograph by E.H. Mills<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">32 - A Portrait of Mr. Rhodes taken in the Matoppos, 1899<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 - The Hall<br />
Dealers were in the habit of leaving curios in the hall for Mr. Rhodes's inspection<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">37 - The Drawing-room<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">38 - The Billiard-room<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">39 - The Panelled room<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">40 - Marble Bath-room, Groote Schuur<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">41 - Mr Rhodes's Bedroom. <br />
The bed was made by local craftsman from a South African wood of great hardness</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">42 - The Dining-room. <br />
The picture over the mantelpiece was purchased for the house by a relative.<br />
But was afterwards removed by Mr Rhodes, who preferred a homelier portrait by Romney<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">43 - The Summer House at Groote Schuur (with the Devil's Peak in the Background) <br />
This old restored Dutch belvidere is a favourite holiday resort of the poorer class of Cape Town.<br />
Family parties picnic there.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">44 - The Cottage at Muizenberg where Mr. Rhodes died. <br />
(By permission oj the proprietors of "South Africa.")<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For a long while, this was one of the earliest of the British buildings built in the settlement of Bulawayo. It was built not far from the original Kraal of Chief Lobengula. In 1897: the new town of Bulawayo acquired the status of municipality, and in 1943 Bulawayo became a city.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">An Indaba was a meeting or conference. This Indaba is being held at Government House to celebrate the arrival of the railway line at Bulawayo.</span></div>
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This early, substantial building illustrates the lure of mining concerns and the initial draw of the British to the area. They would not find the hoped for gold or diamond deposits.</div>
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Robert Williams' company would ultimately be more successful in finding the less glamorous but still important copper deposits in Katanga in Northern Rhodesia. Robert Williams would still be influential in financing and directing the construction of the railway through Bulawayo as part of the larger Civilisation and Commerce plans that many contemporary imperialists held.</div>
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Built on the old Kraal of Lobengula, Bulawayo would soon bring European buildings and styles to this Southern Central Africa.</div>
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The Rhodes-Livingstone was located in the town of Livingstone which was also the capital of Northern Rhodesia until it was relocated to Lusaka in the 1930s.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">58 - Rhino Hotel - Lundi River - S Rhodesia</td></tr>
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Photograph made available by Brian Goodwin (RhAF) - Thanks Brian<br />
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The chap on the left is Johnny Willans (the car owner) , on the Right is Wally Hopton, Chap in the middle an Avionics type, name long forgotten, all RAF secondments at New Sarum 1958 to 60.<br />
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Photograph made available by Skatie Fourie - Thanks Skatie<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">60 - Ophie Howard - one of Rhodesia's finest motor cyclists<br />
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Source - Motor Sport Monthly News dated January 1970 which was made available by Skatie Fourie</div>
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<b>Sally Gaze Writes:-</b><br />
Here are some photographs of Gordon Keith, another great Rhodesian motor cyclist.<br />
Gordon won the Manx Grand Prix in 1964 on the Isle of Man on a 250cc Greeves.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">61 - Gordon Keith - Gordon's Brands Hatch (1964)</td></tr>
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Thank you to Sally for sharing these photographs and memories with ORAFs.<br />
ORAFs will be please to know that both Gordon and Sally on our mailing - two very special people<br />
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Following photograph of Salisbury Airport made available by Paul Dubois. Thanks Paul<br />
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Paul Dubois Writes:-<br />
I would put the date around 1966/67. It is the Central African Airways fleet of Douglas C47B Dakota's and Vickers Viscount's. Your CAA contacts may be able to narrow it down for you if they can recall when the tails got the extra stripes?<br />
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Jeremy Boyd (RhAF) Writes<br />
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Given the 1 Sqn/Hunter aspect raised by Paul, it seems that 1962/3 is probably the safest bet.<br />
In the photo the aircraft have all got the two thin stripes down the fuselage, one each side of the window line. That CAA livery didn't continue after 1964 with the break-up of the Federation. So it's definitely pre-1964 and post 1959/60.<br />
Hope that narrows it down a bit!<br />
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