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of gone along. once more we get lost. this must make the tenth time. we then make for Hazelbrook + look up the A.D.M.S. Capt Clarke + his batman we leave at Hazelbrook hospital. from instruction we received we strike out once more to locate the 12th it is still raining + very dark, we get lost time + time again, at last Griff gets his car stuck in a field + we can’t get it out. Jack + Bill take a walk + find we are only 1000 yards from the 12th so they take off. Gruff, Cam, + I sleep in the car. I nearly freeze. We get the car out of the mud about 4 AM next morning

Sunday Oct 14. We pull into camp in style but get a big Ha! Ha!!! we hear Shorty Longster has beat it. The camp is an old farm house half way between Hazelbrook + Casbel. a dirty hole of a place. I make a flop in the gateway in the

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The war at this time

The Ypres salient

The Ypres salient is the most dreaded sector of the Western Front. The city of Ypres is overlooked on three sides by German-held high ground. Every movement is observed. Every supply route is under fire. The autumn of 1917 brings unusually heavy rainfall. The flat Flanders landscape, its drainage destroyed by years of shelling, becomes a sea of mud. Men, horses, and mules drown in shell craters. Guns sink into the mire.