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Gallipoli - Gelibolu Yarimadasi

Turkey - Türkiye

A visit to the
Gallipoli Battlefield - Çanakkale Savaşı'nın
94 years on the eve of the Battle for Chunuk Bair - Conk Bayiri

"Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives
You are now lying in the soil of a friendly country,
Therefore, rest in peace.
There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets to us
Where they lie side by side in this country of ours…
You, the Mothers,
Who sent their sons from far away countries
Wipe away your tears:
Your sons are now lying in our bosom
And are in peace.
After having lost their lives on this land
They have become our sons as well."
                     Mustafa Kemal Ataturk

The Atatürk Memorial in Wellington, New Zealand

25 April 2010
95 years since the Landings, 25 April 1915

Lest We Forget

From Istanbul ANZAC Cove Lone Pine Chunuck Bair The Dardanelles



Chunuk Bair, the New Zealand cemetery overlooking the objective, the Dardanelles
The New Zealand and Turkish Memorial at Chunuk Bair

In memoriam of my Great Uncle, Maurice Oswald Moore, KIA 6/7 August 1915
MOORE, Lance Corporal, MAURICE OSWALD, 7/377. Canterbury Mounted Rifles, N.Z.E.F..
Killed in action 6th - 7th August 1915.
Age 26. Son of C. S. F. and M. A. Moore, of 57, Bretts Rd., St. Albans, Christchurch. Native of Okain's Bay, Canterbury. 4.



My great uncle was wounded during the landings on April 25th. He was evacuated to Lemos Island to the General Hospital and then to Alexandria, Egypt to a Convalescent hospital.
Posted back to the Gallipoli Peninsula, arriving on the 4th  of August, in time for the offensive to take Chunuk Bair.
His records show that he died on the night of 6/7th August, the first night of the offensive.
When I was a young child, my Grandfather, father and uncle Ron were sitting on the back porch drinking beer and I remember my Grandfather telling them about his brother, Maurice and The Gallipoli campaign. They had served together in the  Canterbury Yeomanry Cavalry. He said his brothers death on the battlefield was not a swift one, he had laid on the battlefield for some four days before he had died. They could hear him calling out but were unable to reach him in no-mans-land.

Great Uncle Maurice has no named grave, he lay on the battlefield until 1921 when he as finally buried on Chunuck Bair after the war in an unmarked mass grave. Only 11 of the 700 killed in action on Chunuck Bair were Identified.

His name is engraved on the New Zealand memorial at Chunuk Bair.
My father, born in 1918 was named Maurice Oswald, in memory of his uncle. He went on to serve in the Pacific in WWII with the No. 9 Reconnaissance Bomber Squadron, RNZAF.

For The Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, 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.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

1869-1943, written in 1914


From Istanbul

By bus from Istanbul. We had pre-booked the bus from Istanbul to Ecebat. This booking included pickup at the Hotel in the old city to the Büyük Otogar (Main Bus Terminal), 168 bus booking offices and terminals.....The bus company was Çanakkale Truva bus company, and are found an Terminal 137 AYDIN Turizm, ÇANAKKALE TRUVA.  These buses leave Istanbul every hour for Canakkale and the fare includes the ferry across the Dardanelles. Getting off at Ecebat the bus stops outside TJ's Hotel, at the ferry terminal.

The size if the bus terminal will blow you away but the taxi/shuttle will drop you off at the right office. The staff there are really  helpful and a cafe to sit while you wait.
The buses are modern and come with a steward serving coffee, tea and water. The trip takes 6 hours, most of it on a modern motorway with a break at a roadhouse for lunch/dinner.
My conclusion: Well worth the trip, comfortable and great scenery.



Lone Pine


Chunuk Bair- Conk Bayiri

The Dardanelles


How to get there....

There are many web sites offering tours to the battlefield. I picked one, TJ's Tours, and booked with them, why ? Well the appeared to offer what I wanted, Accommodation, tour, travel bookings. We were not to be disappointed by the service offered and given by TJ's.
The did everything for us, arranged our bus transport too and from Istanbul, accommodated us in their own hotel in Eceabat on the Gallipoli side of the Dardanelles.
Would I have done anything different....

Well yes, but not a lot. I did my homework, I read books from the library, chased the links in Google and talked to people who had been. I thought I had the right mix and I was not disappointed. But it was not until I had got on the ground did I find out a few more facts.

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