Re: Aar
As a native West Virginian, one of three of us there that I knew about, I was very excited and proud to have this event on ground that I've known well since I was a little boy. Mark Trail and I arrived about 3:30 Friday, registered, geared up and walked over to Traveler's Repose to look for our Friday camp location. Even though I knew approximately where it was to be, there wasn't any guidance and I decided we'd just sit at the bottom, next to the house, till either an nco or officer told us exactly where to go.
While there we had a very nice conversation with Jessie Wood, the ninety four year old resident and found that we had several mutual acquaintances. She was advertised as "frail" and although she had taken a bad fall recently, she was still feisty enough and clear headed enough that I said to Mark that I hope I'm that "frail" if I live to ninety four. Found out that we both went to the same college and that she was a phys-ed major and a history minor and is very interested in maintaining the Inn and the grounds. A very neat lady!
Directly, Scot Buffington rolled up and told us to head up the hill, past the first gun emplacement and pick a camp site on up the hill. We walked up the steep hill and found a beautiful site in the midst of some undergrowth cleared large oak trees. Mark and I selected a spot for the 1st company and took off our marching gear. before long, Capt. Andrew Dangel and Lt. Matt McLaughlin showed up and approved of our choice. Other soldiers began to dribble in throughout the evening and into the night.
The night was cool, but not uncomfortable. The Federals reassembled at the bottom of the hill and, after some waiting for the chase vehicles, started the march. The march was as good as advertised and as others have said, was very beautiful. I enjoyed the company of the men around me, Cpl. O'Malley, Sgt. Wilson (Yes, I still would like to see the photos you took) and several younger men.
The first contact was handled pretty well and after, I'd guess twenty minutes(?), we pushed the rebs out and took a rest. Capt. Dangel managed and maneuvered the company well during this intial skirmish. A short while later the Confederates appeared on our right and a much longer and intense battle broke out with us driving the confederates off our immediate right, and over a fence line. After jumping the fence, we maneuvered into a column of companies and, for me, made the prettiest military image of the event. The companies advanced toward the main Confederate position on a far knoll as they were falling back and rallying. We were in reserve, but after a short time we were swung around, as skirmishers on our left. Advancing in skirmish order, we moved up the knoll until some Rebels on our left fired into us, at which time I took a hit and laid down. Shortly after, the scenario came to an end. Pretty satisfying scenario from my view.
We went into camp on the very exposed knoll and I though to myself that if we got into some heavy thunderstorms and dropping temperatures, things could get interesting. Of course before long that exact thing happened and the company got up a large shelter the Captain had brought. We shoveled our gear in and remained pretty dry until the fourth or fifth storm came swirling in from another direction. Mark and I knew that it was going to be uncomfortable, but took it in stride and determined to make the best of it. I still had my issue wool shirt dry in my pack and I hadn't even pulled my blanket out yet, so I was feeling ok about being out there. Word came soon after that the event was being cancelled.
I've hiked those mountains since I was in high school and I'm pretty familiar with how weather conditions can deteriorate quickly. I do believe that the organizers made a wise decision. I saw several folks who were very wet and not working at keeping either dry or warm. Those folks would've been a big problem later in the night, in my opinion.
I'd like to thank all the organizers for getting us onto the march route and being able to camp on the original ground...that was a lot of fun! I got to see several folks whom I hadn't seen for a year or two and that pleased me a lot! Was it the best authentic event ever? No, far short of something like Payne's Farm, but I appreciated the effort and maybe we can try it again sometime.
Neil Randolph
1st WV
As a native West Virginian, one of three of us there that I knew about, I was very excited and proud to have this event on ground that I've known well since I was a little boy. Mark Trail and I arrived about 3:30 Friday, registered, geared up and walked over to Traveler's Repose to look for our Friday camp location. Even though I knew approximately where it was to be, there wasn't any guidance and I decided we'd just sit at the bottom, next to the house, till either an nco or officer told us exactly where to go.
While there we had a very nice conversation with Jessie Wood, the ninety four year old resident and found that we had several mutual acquaintances. She was advertised as "frail" and although she had taken a bad fall recently, she was still feisty enough and clear headed enough that I said to Mark that I hope I'm that "frail" if I live to ninety four. Found out that we both went to the same college and that she was a phys-ed major and a history minor and is very interested in maintaining the Inn and the grounds. A very neat lady!
Directly, Scot Buffington rolled up and told us to head up the hill, past the first gun emplacement and pick a camp site on up the hill. We walked up the steep hill and found a beautiful site in the midst of some undergrowth cleared large oak trees. Mark and I selected a spot for the 1st company and took off our marching gear. before long, Capt. Andrew Dangel and Lt. Matt McLaughlin showed up and approved of our choice. Other soldiers began to dribble in throughout the evening and into the night.
The night was cool, but not uncomfortable. The Federals reassembled at the bottom of the hill and, after some waiting for the chase vehicles, started the march. The march was as good as advertised and as others have said, was very beautiful. I enjoyed the company of the men around me, Cpl. O'Malley, Sgt. Wilson (Yes, I still would like to see the photos you took) and several younger men.
The first contact was handled pretty well and after, I'd guess twenty minutes(?), we pushed the rebs out and took a rest. Capt. Dangel managed and maneuvered the company well during this intial skirmish. A short while later the Confederates appeared on our right and a much longer and intense battle broke out with us driving the confederates off our immediate right, and over a fence line. After jumping the fence, we maneuvered into a column of companies and, for me, made the prettiest military image of the event. The companies advanced toward the main Confederate position on a far knoll as they were falling back and rallying. We were in reserve, but after a short time we were swung around, as skirmishers on our left. Advancing in skirmish order, we moved up the knoll until some Rebels on our left fired into us, at which time I took a hit and laid down. Shortly after, the scenario came to an end. Pretty satisfying scenario from my view.
We went into camp on the very exposed knoll and I though to myself that if we got into some heavy thunderstorms and dropping temperatures, things could get interesting. Of course before long that exact thing happened and the company got up a large shelter the Captain had brought. We shoveled our gear in and remained pretty dry until the fourth or fifth storm came swirling in from another direction. Mark and I knew that it was going to be uncomfortable, but took it in stride and determined to make the best of it. I still had my issue wool shirt dry in my pack and I hadn't even pulled my blanket out yet, so I was feeling ok about being out there. Word came soon after that the event was being cancelled.
I've hiked those mountains since I was in high school and I'm pretty familiar with how weather conditions can deteriorate quickly. I do believe that the organizers made a wise decision. I saw several folks who were very wet and not working at keeping either dry or warm. Those folks would've been a big problem later in the night, in my opinion.
I'd like to thank all the organizers for getting us onto the march route and being able to camp on the original ground...that was a lot of fun! I got to see several folks whom I hadn't seen for a year or two and that pleased me a lot! Was it the best authentic event ever? No, far short of something like Payne's Farm, but I appreciated the effort and maybe we can try it again sometime.
Neil Randolph
1st WV
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