Very cool. Gotta ask... how did it feel?
Good question. Kind of a kaleidoscope. Surreal, somber, hot, a little adrenaline at the start, sounds of boots squishing through mud, wheat brushing by, humbling. As mentioned, I couldn't get my head around the beautiful day with birds chirping that we had verses the cacophony they must have heard 100 years ago. Once we got into the treeline, we had a small ceremony and received challenge coins that were created for the day. One quick story-all but my luggage got lost on the way over due to the fact that our initial flight was cancelled and we left a day late so we lost a prep day. We were a bit concerned as that put us on the ground on Tuesday and the 6th was the next day. Fortunately three of the four others' bags showed up in time, but one did not. Our local French friends, including Gilles Lagin, and fellow forum member French Sam generously got our Skipper in a uniform and gear. French Sam literally pulled clothing and boots off his display mannequins knowing that they were going to get muddy. They even loaned us 03s. Disaster averted thanks to their generosity. We hope to repay them some day, some way.