|
Someone I'm definitely going to visit often
Thanks go to Trent Telenko for this post:
Another Stryker Brigade Embed
While Michael Yon has left Iraq, the story of the Stryker brigades in Mosul continues and is being reported by others.
There is a new Stryker Brigade in Mosul Iraq from Alaska and there is new embedded reporter with them from a Fairbanks, Alaska paper, the Daily News Miner with them. Margaret Friedenauer has a blog and passage this is one of her posts logged 14 Dec 2005: ...
[Read Trent's whole post here.]
... Judging from this and other posts on her blog and her news pages that I have read, both she and the Daily News Miner are very much worth your time.
People in the blogosphere and elsewhere have complained bitterly that there is no "other side" from the main stream media on the good things happening in Iraq. Now there is one being reported. Rise, go forth and give them both the linkie love and e-mail encouragements they deserve.
Just part of one sample from Ms. Friedenauer's blog:
Riding in “the hatch”
Riding down a one-lane road in rural Iraq, the wind buffeting your face, in a Stryker with “Pest Control” stenciled on the side is a hoot.
Because the area the 52nd Anti-Tank Unit patrols here south of Mosul is relatively safe, they let me ride “in the hatch” today, to and from a small village about 45 minutes away.
Cruising down the road, the Stryker driver honks each time he encounters vehicles. Any driver in Iraq should know by now to pull over to let a convoy of Strykers pass.
The wind outside the hatch can be nippy. Luckily I had a nice windbreak in the form of a TOW missile system mounted to the top of the Stryker. I also had on my helmet, ski goggles and had a scarf wrapped around my face. By the end of the day, my skin still felt wind-burned and rough as the surface of a raisin—and my hair was a rat’s nest.
[Read on here.]
Or maybe you'd prefer this one:
Mortar? Yep, no big deal
Yes, a mortar shook me in my bed a few nights ago.
My editor was aghast I had not blogged about this. I guess he’s right. When it happened it stopped me at the instant, my fingers frozen in position above the keys of my laptop computer as I typed. There was a boom with a simultaneous two-second earthquake and short ringing in my ears.
I’d heard a handful of mortars or explosions since I’d been here, but they had all been in the distance, and sometimes even turned out to be a door slamming a few trailers down.
But this was the first one I felt.
[Read on here.]
Definitely a blog I'll be reading every day.
|
