On a totally different subject.....I was browsing through youtube over the weekend and stumbled on what can only be described as an "unboxing/review" of individual meal packages from different countries armed forcres including Canada. Some of them were from WW2 and still edible.
I was quite surprised at the look of the quality of the ones Canada is putting out. I don't know why but the videos struck me as really cool and perhaps something to look at buying for emergency backups.
What did you guys think of the IMP's Canada is providing?
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On a totally different subject.....I was browsing through youtube over the weekend and stumbled on what can only be described as an "unboxing/review" of individual meal packages from different countries armed forcres including Canada. Some of them were from WW2 and still edible.
I was quite surprised at the look of the quality of the ones Canada is putting out. I don't know why but the videos struck me as really cool and perhaps something to look at buying for emergency backups.
What did you guys think of the IMP's Canada is providing?
In WW2, the American's had the worst rations in the war, they were basically given cans of bully beef and some crackers. Canada was considered to have the best of that era.
I will give credit, when I was in, the equipment was crappy, the uniforms were terrible, but it always seemed like the food was good.
I remember we would get a two part box.
In the first box there were usually two pouches, the meal and the dessert. For the meal it was just add water. You would get corned beef hash, of sphagetti and meatballs, or different meals. The desert pack was usually like canned fruit in a bag.
The second box, usually had crackers and jam or peanut butter or some kind of cookie. There were usually two cigarettes, your eating utensils, matches, powdered drink, powered coffee and or powered tea.
Some meals were better then others obviously.
There were two complaints. First of all you needed hot water, that wasn't always possible. second of all, in my mind they were bulky, so when you were packing your rucksack where you already had precious little room, jamming 6 of these in there was next to impossible and they usually got crushed.
But yeah the food while it wasn't delicious was enough to get you through.
plus the way it was packed, it made it easy to trade stuff because you'd always have one person that seemed to love the worst meals.
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second of all, in my mind they were bulky, so when you were packing your rucksack where you already had precious little room, jamming 6 of these in there was next to impossible and they usually got crushed.
Yes, I too was surprised by this size of the packaging but that seemed to be common with all countries. The only really compact ones seemed to be for pilots for obvious reasons.
I've always had a couple dozen pouches of freeze dried meals (meant more for backpackers) around in the basement but these seemed to be of much better quality and variety per meal.
17 and came off 160lbs at 6 ft, sore and happy as ####.
I think that the worst thing that I hated were map marches where the instructors wouldn't help you with navigation at all. If you got lost you were f'd.
It didn't help that it was like 100 above and un even ground.
I still remember the first one where the guy that was designated as the leader for the march laid him map on the hood of an iltis jeep and laid his compass on top of it and the instructors were completely biting their toungues as we proceeded to head off in the completely wrong direction. Somehow, I got point with him and wanted to shoot him 3 hours into it.
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I just ate a lot of peanut butter as undercoverbrother suggested.
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I always bought canned tuna into the field with me. The cans were small, and Tuna is a great brain food.
Also hot sauce, it is your friend. I always had a bottle of it in my webbing.
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Yes, I too was surprised by this size of the packaging but that seemed to be common with all countries. The only really compact ones seemed to be for pilots for obvious reasons.
Prior to going to the field these rations get field stripped. You go through them, take out what you want to keep and get rid of the boxes and extra bulk. You can usually get it to half the size or less of what you see in that video.
He is a quick one of buddy doing a US MRE, same concept:
Travel light freeze at night.
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I still remember the first one where the guy that was designated as the leader for the march laid him map on the hood of an iltis jeep and laid his compass on top of it and the instructors were completely biting their toungues as we proceeded to head off in the completely wrong direction. Somehow, I got point with him and wanted to shoot him 3 hours into it.
We didn't have any prospective officers on our course.
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I'll put it in here rather than the politics thread since that is fast moving, but Canadaland did a good podcast a few days ago about this fiasco where DND and PSPC sent a reporter's personal information to Irving Shipbuilding, whose president proceeded to threaten said reporter within hours. Ties somewhat to the Norman case.
Its funny, because in basic you learn so much more from mistakes and getting them corrected.
I remember deciding to cut through the bush with my group instead of following the road to save time and sneak up the enemy.
By the time we got through we were scraped to hell from brambles and completely exhausted because it was think bush and everyone could hear us coming.
Me and three buddies were sent out to a road crossing to count vehicles and collect intelligence on the enemy.
We got captured because we got enamored with doing a really good job of counting and identifying the vehicles and it never occurred to us that the enemy force would know exactly where we were because the instructors told them and it didn't occur to me to make sure that we were watching more then an intersection.
I got seriously pooped on because during an ambush, I dropped my pack so I could move faster and forgot where I left my pack.
Oh and during one night fight when we stood too and had a simulated gas attack happen my trench mate had forgotten his gas mask in the radio van and I let him die.
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