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21.01.2022 Spread the word, Brothers & Sisters!!

21.01.2022 The Brothers from Perth wanted to spread their wings a little... So we took off to the Blow Holes just out of Carnarvon Rippa of a Day out there!

20.01.2022 Carnarvon blow holes

19.01.2022 Sometimes you stumble on pieces of gold researching, and this is one of them. This first appeared in the Argus on Wednesday the 13th of October, 1915. What a be...autiful poem, written from this man's heart, about the fateful charge at the Nek, Gallipoli on the 7th of August, 1915. 8TH LIGHT HORSE by Cuthbert Flynn Lengthening shadows on lonely graves, Blistering bones in the sun. And i work here at a dreary desk, a pen instead of a gun And yet I belonged to the 8th Light Horse, Of the 3rd Light Horse Brigade. You remember us clattering through your streets, The workmanlike show we made; And don't you remember the waving flags, And the crowd, and the storm of cheers. The women that laughed and prayed - and wept, The maidens who smiled through tears, And I rode then, with Peter and Ben, their knees pressed hard to mine, Pete never came back from bloody Anzac, Ben died at Lonesome Pine. And the shadows lengthen on Peter's grave, Ben's bones bleach in the sun, And I sit here with a pen in my ear, While they fall one by one. I wonder how many are left of the men, Of the 3rd Light Horse Brigade, How many have fallen of those brave chaps, Who fought as hard as they played' its not long since we laughed at the men' Who plugged along per boot, But the 8th Light Horse wouldn't stay behind, When the guns began to shoot. With scarcely a thought for the horses they brought, They went on board with a cheer, They blazed their track at grim Anzac-and I sit lonely here. Out of six hundred and fifty men, Answered the roll call a score The horses may wait on the lines awhile, Their riders will come no more. Tiny and Lofty, Peter and Mick, All of us comrades true, We lived and loved, and worked and played, And quarreled as comrades do, And I remember how Lofty laughed, And how Mick brushed his hair, They all of them fell in that one mad rush, Bar me - and I wasn't there. I'll bet they were first in that frenzied burst, When the 8th Light Horse went down, In a hail of shell, and a blast from hell, That won them a hero's crown. Lofty lies broken on Turkish soil, Mick's eyes stare at the sun, And tiny has gone to his last account, With his fingers clutching his gun. The skies are blue and the air is clear, And the sun shines overhead, But I choke when I think of the smokes I've borrowed, From men who now are dead. The dearest mates that a man can have, Are numbered among the slain, The men that turned out to 'stables' with me, Will never do 'stables' again. No more 'reveille' awake Jim McNally, He too is gone with them all, 'Tis easy to die, do you wonder that, I was silent at duty's call? But the shadows still lengthen on lonely graves, The bones still bleach in the sun, And I sit here at a dreary desk, A pen instead of a gun, So shed me a tear for the gallant 8th, Of the 3rd Light Horse Brigade, Who went to death with as steady a nerve, As they did when rode out on parade. And if they discarded a few odd clothes- If they didn't look pretty well, They sewed a patch on the back of their shirts, And they charged like the hammers of hell. They didn't hang back on the slopes of Anzac, Through a solid wall of lead, They dashed and then they died like men- God rest their gallant dead. And I wonder whatever they think of me, In their shallow graves in the sand, That I didn't charge with them at grim Anzac, That the tears of a woman held me back, And the clutch of a baby's hand.

15.01.2022 Minilya to Nanutarra

11.01.2022 Carnarvon to Minilya

11.01.2022 The Military Brotherhood - Norwest Branch would like to acknowledge the Traditional Owners of the many countries of which we live, work and meet. We acknowledge and pay respects to all Elders of these lands both past and present. What a Weekend!!... Saturday 20th was our Opening to the latest Sub Branch of the Military Brotherhood MMC - Norwest Branch which was held in Carnarvon WA We would like to acknowledge a number of people for the awesome work, time and support to get this event up and running Firstly, Major Gilly and the Pilbara Regiment E Troop Thanks for allowing us to hold the presentation night at the Barracks Please extend our many thanks to the bar staff as well Much appreciated! Guest speakers MP Member for North West Central Vince Catania & Shire of Carnarvon Councilor Burke Maslen Thank you both for the kind words & support To our Brothers, Sisters in Arms from our Perth Sub branches In particular, TK, Budda, Karl, Butch, Jono and Sarge Thank you all for making the long trip up to support us We look forward to the day where we can ride down and meet up with you all for Coffee & Biscuits (Club Run all expenses paid on the IGA Supermarket account hey, TC??.... cough, cough ) Tu Tangata - Man Up Paulie, Chaz, Joel & Chris Cheers fellas for riding down & back up with the Pilbara Boys Great speech and haka aswell!! Carnarvon Riders Craig, Rolley, Mick, Matty & Klicksy Thanks for coming down, Fellas Appreciate the fellowship TC, Bulldog, Makattack & Sauce Great work getting everything nailed down, Fellas Good feed put on by Bulldog Well done, Mate To all our Wives, Girlfriends, Mistress's, friends and families Thank you all, for allowing us to do this and be away from you just so we can enjoy what we love That is Camaraderie, Motorcycles & taking the piss out of one another! We do appreciate you Hope you all made it home safely and are happy to be back at work We look forward to catching up again soon! MBMMC - Norwest

04.01.2022 Welcome home, Brothers & Sisters