We arrived at Folkestone and after spending all afternoon on the dock we went aboard a small boat at 7.45 PM. The sea was rough and the boat crowded with drafts. It was too wet on deck and we were all huddled below like sardines. Nearly every other one was sea sick. It was terrible. I couldn't stand it and went aloft. Better to soaked with water than second hand supper.

I was sea sick myself. Owing to the tide we stood outside Le Havre till 7 AM when we entered the Seine and steamed up the river to Rouen. It was a fine trip. The scenery along the river was beautiful. Vineyards on the hills, chateaux at the water's edge, quaint villages. It all seemed new to us and in spite of the drizzle we enjoyed it.

At Rouen we marched to the Territorial base camp outside of the town. We slept 10 to a tent and slept like logs. We were loaded into 2nd class cars at 8 PM 8 to a compartment.

At Hazebrouck we passed a train full of wounded. After two hours wait at Hazebrouck we finally arrived at Thiennes where we got off and marched miles in the dark, only to find the Brigade was supposed to be in the line. On May 19, 1915 we had breakfast and some coffee that tasted like nectar to us and then marched in the rain to the Canadian Headquarters at Locon . We just had time to get a mouth-full of tea when we were fallen in for the trenches.