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by bobharget

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Bert Harget
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A1961787
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04 November 2003

Rank: Staff Sergeant / 1st Pilot
Unit: E Squadron
Regiment: The Glider Pilot Regiment

Landing at Arnhem

I flew over to Arnhem from Down Ampney on the second day as 1st Pilot of a Horsa glider, towed by a Dakota. We had heard that the previous day's landings had been successful and were in a confident mood.

I remember passing over the coast near Walcheren Island, which was flooded with only the odd house sticking up through the water. After releasing from my tug, I flew over the southern edge of Deelen Aerodrome without a shot being fired at my glider and landed safely on Landing Zone S, the most northerly of the LZs.

I recall walking right across the open heath land (hearing the sound of gun fire in the distance) but it was not until we reached the railway crossing near Wolfhezen that we encountered the first enemy activity. Someone was firing up the railway line. Safely negotiating this action we reached our rendezvous point, where we were dispersed to form a defensive line around the village. For the next two days we were continually digging in, then moving to a new position and then digging in again.

On the fourth day I had a trench on the edge of a wood facing the German position about 250 metres away. I was told that I was wanted at Divisional Headquarters at the Park Hotel (later renamed the Hartenstein Hotel) and I made my way there leaving my rucksack at the side of my trench. That was the last I saw of it - when I returned later I found that a German mortar bomb had landed on it and I had lost all my rations, including several bars of chocolate that I had hoarded over the previous weeks.

Forward patrol

At Div HQ I was asked to take a patrol to a forward area to try to locate the German mortar positions. We found a suitable house for observation and were able to send back messages indicating where the mortars were. The next morning we were all standing outside the rear of the house in a small courtyard, discussing the move back to Div HQ, when a mortar bomb came over the roof of the house and exploded right among us. Of the eight men who were there I was the only one not hit by shrapnel. I managed to get stretcher bearers to the others and helped carry one of my glider pilot colleagues to a dressing station.

For the next few days it was back to the perimeter defence, moving back continuously and digging in. I had no food of my own, only what I could scrounge from the houses. Then, on what turned out to be the last day of the battle, came the news that we were to retreat across the river that night.

Later that day I went to the dressing station to see the glider pilot I had carried in there some days before. While there I was asked to help take the walking wounded to the river, as the medical staff were staying behind.

Crossing the river

It was a terrible night, pouring with rain and pitch black when we set off in a line, a fit man at the front and me bringing up the rear. We each held onto the smock of the man in front. At one point we passed within a few metres of a German position - we could hear them talking - but the heavy rain deadened any noise we made and we were not seen.

After about 15 minutes I slipped on a muddy bank and lost my grip on the man in front. By the time I had regained my feet the column had disappeared. I was completely alone, so I walked in the general direction of the river and finally made contact with others near the river bank.

Early in the morning I was lucky enough to get into a 'duck' and was taken over to the other side. Then I had another walk to an aid post where I was given half a loaf and a large tot of rum. Later at Nijmegen we were given a meal and I slept for almost 24 hours.

That was the end of my part in Operation Market-Garden. The next time I saw the River Rhine it was in March 1945 as I flew over in a Hamilcar Glider on Operation Varsity.

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Message 1 - Glider pilot training

Posted on: 04 November 2003 by Bertynow

I spent some time at Bicester and was involved in the wholesale training of glider pilots, Dozens of gliders lined up waiting the tug aircraft to plug in at tow them to the require height.All day long they were up and away practicing various approaches.I was exciting enough but I always felt admiration for the trainee army pilots who had volunteered to fly on a one-way trip to war.Nice to read of the end game.

 

Message 2 - Glider pilot training

Posted on: 06 August 2004 by IntrepidAviator

I was introduced to a book entitled "Not many of us left" written by a chap named Carling who was the uncle of a friend. This was my introduction to army glider pilots. I was impressed because he was taught to fly by Cecil Lewis the WWI fighter ace who flew with 56 Squadron.

It wasn't until I visited Pegasus bridge and saw the "landing strip" used on the night of June 5th/6th 1944 tthat I realised just how good these glider pilots were. I have a PPL with night rating and know some of the problems involved but I do it with modern navigational aids and ATC vectoring. These blokes did it in total darkness using a compass and a stopwatch. Outstanding airmanship.

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