Before now poetry has taken notice
Of wars, and what are wars but politics
Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody?
from "Build Soil"
Robert Frost

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Awkward First Dates

Friday was a day of firsts for me. First time driving a Cougar, first time riding with EOD, first overnight stay in an Iraqi house, and first time I didn't have my camera on mission. The last was the one I would regret. I was unsure about driving the Cougar- it's a lot bigger than the RG-31 I've driven before, and the visibility is considerably more limited. There was no one else to do it, though, and so I agreed to my "trial by fire". When we left, I had no idea of how accurate that phrase would become.

The mission started easily enough- we were headed down to Amiriya to clear a route back north along the river in support of Marine infantry and Army cavalry searching for caches and bad guys. We mounted up and headed out the gate very early in the morning. Dawn was still hours over the horizon, and we spent most of the intervening time making our way to the mission start point. A pale pink glow was spreading across the sky as we passed through Amiriya and started up the river road. Just meters past the turn was the first IED, which we quickly cleared under skies already starting to turn grey with an approaching storm. As we continued driving, the EOD tech turned to me and said "This doesn't look like Iraq at all... It's more like something back in Ohio." Indeed, the scene along the river made me forget for a moment that I was in the desert. Tall trees grew along the road, and dense green undergrowth lined the elevated roadbed. The rain had started and was growing heavier- the wind was beginning to whip the drops sideways. The monsoon hit just as the lead truck found the second IED. They called up a tripwire stretched across the road, and I turned to ask the EOD tech which war, exactly, we were fighting?

IED #3 blew up underneath one of the trucks, marking the beginning of the first time that day all hell would break loose. The driver was ok, but we now had a truck that needed recovered, on a road barely wide enough to accommodate one vehicle. We moved most of the convoy off onto a side road, and brought up the wrecker. Two Bradleys moved up to the rear of our patrol, and veered off into the fields to bypass both us and the blast hole. They came back to the main road just a few hundred meters north of us, and the trail Bradley promptly scored a near miss from another IED. EOD started getting calls from the dismount Marine infantry moving up on our rear, and the techs began moving from site to site responding to requests. They reduced another IED in a controlled detonation, and then moved off to examine IED-making material that another group found. Just to our rear, a Marine stepped on a booby trap set to target dismount patrols. EOD moved off once again to clear the site, and the Marine unit began setting up a MEDIVAC site for the wounded in the field adjacent to us. (Side note: We checked today, and all those guys are ok) After three hours, four IEDs, and one vehicle recovery, we were on our way again.

The blast holes from the Bradley and our vehicle effectively blocked the road to our forward, so we had no choice but to follow the field route the Bradleys had taken initially. I was the closest to the side road in the Cougar, so I lead out towards the bypass. Iraqi farms typically use flood irrigation, so the fields are lined with ditches. The first such ditch was no problem- I got around it with some maneuvering. The second was a deep double ditch, which I took at a slight cut at EOD's direction. The truck bottomed out as it hit the second ditch, and slid back into the hole. Stuck. Behind me, the RG was in the process of winching out of the first ditch. Great. Another hour, a lot of digging, and some help from a Bradley later, we were moving again.

Once back on the road, we got another call from the infantry. The had found more IEDs on the section of road we were unable to clear. The BUFFALO and EOD went back to reduce them. With the IEDs taken care of, we moved to confront our next problems- we had been on mission for a solid twelve hours, and our Humvee security detail was running low on fuel. To add to the matter, intel reports were coming in warning us to expect strong insurgent resistance to our north. It took nearly another hour to refuel the Humvees from the Bradleys, and we pressed forward yet again. The infantry had moved slightly ahead of us, and as we caught up, we watched them digging caches of weapons and munitions out of the riverbank. A Marine sapper tossed a demolition charge into a small hole, and the patrol quickly moved off. We followed, and a few minutes later there was a boom and puff of smoke behind us. I though nothing of it until the next boom threw up a waterspout out in the river, and Marines starting scrambling up the embankment to the other side of the road. Incoming mortar fire sucks, especially when the bad guys are on the far bank 500 meters away. More rounds began to explode on the bank and in the grass; the trucks in front of us caught the exhaust from the mortar tube and began to pour machine-gun fire across the river. Somewhere behind us, Bradleys opened up with the whoomp-whoomp-whoomp of 25mm chain gun fire. Bullets flew both ways across the water, glinting and sparkling when shots dipped too low and caught the ripples, and abruptly ceased coming from the far side. The Marine landowner on the far side called up and asked us to mark the site with tracer fire for their troops moving in. We did so, and moved out, past the groups of flex-cuffed captives moving south into the gathering night.

By the time dusk fell, we had covered less than one third of the route- the Marines wanted to do the rest, but didn't want to move dismounts without us on the roads for clearance and heavy gun support. Neither we nor the Marines could go much longer without some rest, and the Marines were loath to sweep the riverbank at night. After some discussion among the respective leadership, the Marines settled on a spot in which to set up a firm point and spend the night. It was 1930- we had been on the move for 17 hours.


(Check back tomorrow for Part II)

19 comments:

  1. You seriously weren't kidding about being busy. Way to make me feel right in the thick of it! Can't wait to hear the rest. And don't forget to sleep. =) Love you!

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  2. Man TD... I'm tired just reading about all of that!
    I'm glad the Marines who encountered the booby trap are OK, and I look forward to reading part 2.

    FYI, I re-posted this at your GDG blog, so you don't need to worry about messing with it. I usually don't post in contributors blogs, but I know how busy you've been and I wanted to save you some effort.

    Take care, bro.

    Kafir

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  3. Once again, excellent writing! Made me feel as if I were there.

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  4. Amazing play by play!

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  5. SA Karin in TX2/5/07 06:50

    Wow! Thanks for sharing that...awesome writing--feels like we are watching it unfold before our eyes. You be safe! God Bless you and all who serve!

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  6. Trackbacked by The Thunder Run - Web Reconnaissance for 05/01/2007
    A short recon of what’s out there that might draw your attention.

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  7. As I said, your patrol stories are better than your jokes:)

    Keep up the good work, September is coming.

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  8. Anonymous2/5/07 11:24

    This going to effect you?

    http://www.wired.com/politics/onlinerights/news/2007/05/army_bloggers

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  9. TD, it may actually be a good thing that you forgot to bring your camera as your writing has now moved up to another level. I could envision everything because of such remarkable prose.

    Keep up the good work and stay as safe as you can.

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  10. Hey TD,
    Good post man, I've been reading for a while but haven't commented yet (that I can remember).

    My friend Pete died over there on Friday, he was EOD, and the one who I called when I went to leave college to enlist in the Marine Corps, since he had been in a full year by then (dirty boot now, but that was a world of experience to me).

    Be careful with them IEDs, man. This was one of the toughest guys I knew, and there he went.

    And by the way, fight the power on that new milblog reg.

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  11. I was bummed when you said you forgot your camera, but like someone else said, you are such a great writer, it doesn't really matter! I felt like I was there...
    Try to stay safe!

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  12. Mel has it right TD. your words were enough to feel the action, truly great post, thanks.

    Stay safe, America needs you.......

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  13. Your writing is just getting better and better. Stay safe! I'm praying for you.

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  14. Geez, man. Makes my bad days sound like a vacation in the Bahamas.

    BTW, have you gotten any orders to stop blogging, or been told you have to clear your posts with your superior and your OPSEC officer? I heard about a new regulation 530-1 that says you guys have to clear all of your communications like this from now on (I blogged about it today and noted that I hoped it wouldn't affect great blogs like yours).

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  15. TD-

    Keep up the info flow: if the military wants to shut down milblogs they will hear from us bigtime. Thanks for what you do and stay safe.

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  16. Anonymous2/5/07 16:29

    You guys rule.

    Profound thanks, and stay safe!

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  17. alexa kim2/5/07 20:27

    You are amazing. Sleep! Sleep all you can. We'll be here, no matter what.

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  18. no camera needed, just beautifully written td. be safe my friend...

    smiles, bee

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  19. Anonymous9/3/09 03:18

    ^^ nice blog!! ^@^

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