Chapter 8: Christmas on Patrol

After taking and passing my Masters Degree in D& D (Ducking & Diving) – Instead of skiing in Insbruck, I was caught for an external patrol/OP session in Porkers. – Insertion was – you guessed it – all my sins klapped in one go – a bloody long walk in, anti tracking the whole way...

I will not repeat my comments at that time sufficient to say is that Mabalahoota had very, very, dark clouds over it.

After a 4 day walk in we established a relaxed base and a wonderful OP...

Frelemo/Gook soccer – I even sent the scores...

Day 6 of our stay we found a Moont that was so starved we thought he was dead – we set up a drip and slowly IV'ed penicillin and Vitamins. The second day we had him we nearly killed him with a dog biscuit he was so hungry – Anyway what a find – this guy hated the Freds and Gooks so bad it was amazing. They had killed his whole family and taken all his farm equipment etc ... not a happy bunny...

His int was so good that I was asked to stay in as long as I could...

O well Xmas dinner was a bit lean as we finished most of our graze the day before and resuply was only the next night. So a wonderful lunch of chopped ham and orange segments...

Our friendly moont turned out to be a coloured chap who was actually very well educated – he spoke English very well as well as Pora, French etc...

Plus Shangaan...

After a week on Muti the guy got well enough that we started eating like kings – nothing tastes better than a little piggy in clay...

In the end we spent 41/2 weeks watching Fred patrols, Gook training and various other activities...

The funniest thing to watch was when an aircraft came over – it looked like a Chinese circus...

The chappy we saved from hunger went back with us and on to do other things and we went to Burg and had fun...