Hello All,
This is a series of shots that I have just finished in honor of of the brave warriors from Down Under that fought heroically during the World Wars, without whom, victory in both wars would have been impossible. The troops of both Australia and New Zealand got a well deserved reputation for their relaxed attitude towards parade ground discipline, courage, resourcefulness, and the unwillingness to quit in the face of adversity.
First we have two weary, but triumphant Aussie troopers of the 2nd Lighthorse Regiment after the Battle of Jerusalem in 1918. Corporal Rollin Davies sits astride faithful Waler, Betsey, as Trooper Bill Russel holds a captured Turkish flag for the camera. Even the heat and flies are bearable now: the end of the war is nigh.
The next scene is in Italy, 1944. A patrol of New Zealand soldiers are taking a brief rest in the woods after capturing a FJ that has been separated from his section. The gruff, veteran Sgt. MacDonald points in the direction that the German says his comrades are located for Lieutenant Tom Worsley (who in youthful bravado, stands erect with no helmet). The German watches them is apprehension. Pvt. Stan Clark watches the FJ from behind while his friends Pvt. Johan Weiss and Cpl. Sam Jenkins admire the FJ's helmet. "You won't be needin' this where you're goin,' mate."
Special thanks to AB64 who gave me invaluable assistance with the NZ insignia!
This is a series of shots that I have just finished in honor of of the brave warriors from Down Under that fought heroically during the World Wars, without whom, victory in both wars would have been impossible. The troops of both Australia and New Zealand got a well deserved reputation for their relaxed attitude towards parade ground discipline, courage, resourcefulness, and the unwillingness to quit in the face of adversity.
First we have two weary, but triumphant Aussie troopers of the 2nd Lighthorse Regiment after the Battle of Jerusalem in 1918. Corporal Rollin Davies sits astride faithful Waler, Betsey, as Trooper Bill Russel holds a captured Turkish flag for the camera. Even the heat and flies are bearable now: the end of the war is nigh.
The next scene is in Italy, 1944. A patrol of New Zealand soldiers are taking a brief rest in the woods after capturing a FJ that has been separated from his section. The gruff, veteran Sgt. MacDonald points in the direction that the German says his comrades are located for Lieutenant Tom Worsley (who in youthful bravado, stands erect with no helmet). The German watches them is apprehension. Pvt. Stan Clark watches the FJ from behind while his friends Pvt. Johan Weiss and Cpl. Sam Jenkins admire the FJ's helmet. "You won't be needin' this where you're goin,' mate."
Special thanks to AB64 who gave me invaluable assistance with the NZ insignia!
Glad I could help.
