Lest We Forget

After trekking the Kokoda Track with some mates back in 2008, Anzac Day has never been the same.

Experiencing the tough terrain, muddy conditions and the insane humidity was only a small taste of what the Anzacs experienced in World War II.

Ode of Remembrance
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.


One thought on “Lest We Forget

  1. My grandfather walked it hundreds of times during the war, he was a spy. My mother and grandmother were the first white women to walk it, right at the start of the war. One day, I will walk it too.

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