THE GALLIPOLI NARRATIVE: Monday 8 April/Tuesday 9 April
One week and we have traversed thousands of kilometres, three countries, many generations of history and the true impact of our experiences will take time to fully process. To adequately cover what we have seen and learnt would take many more blog posts to produce so with the daily demands of group touring always making us time poor, some brief snapshots will have to suffice at this stage.
Much has been written about
the campaign in 1915 that catapulted our newly formed federated nation into an
imperial conflict in 1914, but to fully grasp this wartime history one needs to
be there and to see the landscape that shaped the battles associated with the
Gallipoli narrative. Our Connecting Spirits group saw its history specifically
through the stories of five Australian soldiers who took part in the 1915
campaign and where four were killed. We visited the graves of Keith Harrington
(Beach Cemetery), Robert Hooper (4th Battalion Parade Ground
cemetery), Carew Reynell (Hill 60 cemetery) and the Lone Pine memorial where
William Lear was thought to have died. Mal also took us to the location where
his great uncle Maurice Bartley was wounded near Quinn’s post and spent three
days trying to get back to safety suffering from gunshot wounds to his leg. We
will revisit Uncle Maurie’s story again later in the tour. The 2022 CS tour
learnt of Keith Harrington’s death through his older brother Reginald’s diary
which I featured in several blog posts. To follow up Keith’s story at his grave
this year completed the circle, and it was an emotional and quite sublime
experience.
It was a perfect morning as
the sun shone over the Aegean and being back at Beach Cemetery after 22 years
made more of an impact than I was prepared for. This place is just so beautiful,
and it has been said many times that to imagine the horror and human tragedy
that took place here amongst such a gorgeous setting seems impossible to
comprehend.
Our first stop was the museum
at Gabe Tepe on the headland that overlooks the Aegean Sea. It is part of the
Gallipoli Peninsula National Park. The museum is a far cry from the one I
visited 22 years ago with extensive displays and explanations of the 1915 campaign.
It is an impressive concern.
Afterwards, as the group
wandered down to THAT beach at Ari Burnu, we all spent time just wandering and
wondering. Small stones were collected, some just sat and watched the waves
while we had private thoughts and reflections. I watched the young Pearson
twins Coen and Thomas, both 19 years of age, soak in this place and as both
expressed, they were thinking about the 19-year-olds from over a century ago. It
was clear that the beaches of WW1 were making their unique impact on these
young men. This location so steeped in mythology and history
is extraordinary.
Our final visit for the day
was to Hill 60 and the grave of South Australian Carew Reynell a Lieutenant in
the 9th Light Horse and member of the famous vigneron family of the
southern Vales in South Australia. On the second day on the peninsula, we started
with a visit to Lone Pine where we reflected on the Ngarrindjeri story through
the service of Arthur Thomas Walker who we would learn more about later in the
tour in France. Small Ngarrindjeri feather flowers in the colours of the Raukkan
community, blue and white, were placed in the ground near the Lone Pine
Memorial where on Anzac Day a major service will take place after the traditional
Dawn Service at the official Commemoration Site. We were hoping that the
flowers will stay in place for April 25. While at Lone Pine Mal spoke about his
relative William Lear from the 9th Light Horse, who died during the
August battles under the leadership of Carew Reynell and whose body was never
found. Like so many others during the years of the ‘Great War’, Lear was Known
Unto God, never to be found.
Our next commemoration was something
not attempted on previous tours: a live hook up with the family of Lieutenant
Robert Hooper of the 10th Battalion. I had prearranged with Hooper’s
nephew, Graham Weatherald, to phone him from the 4th Battalion
Parade Ground Cemetery. The only problem was that this cemetery is located at
the bottom of a steep gully and a challenging walking track. I was unsure if
phone contact via WhatsApp would work in this location. And as Graham had
arranged for family to be ready in Stirling back home for the video call the
pressure was on to make it work. Thankfully we connected and I was able to
share live with Graham and his family, images of where Hooper was buried and
where we had shared his story. It was a special moment for us all.
Our next story was that of
Mal’s great uncle Maurice Bartley, brother of Frank Bartley, who was wounded close
to Quinn’s Post. Mal showed us the
location where his great uncle was wounded and took 3 days to get to the beach suffering
from gunshot wounds. Despite long periods of hospitalisation and returning to
Australia, he eventually returned to active service to see out the war. Maurice
raised a family and died in 1967.
When we traverse the western
front next week and look back at the first wartime battles of the A.I.F here in
the hills, gullies and beaches of the Gallipoli peninsula, the impact of geography
will become intensely apparent. The 1915 ‘Baptism of Fire’ would be superseded
by the massive industrial battles that became known as attrition warfare. The snipers
of the hills and gullies would be replaced by heavy artillery and frontal attacks
on the flat lands of the Somme and Flanders. The geography would shape the
story.