March dis­ci­pline was excel­lent and not a vehi­cle or gun was left be­hind in the 1000 mile march.  There were 5 sta­ging camps at ST. RAM­BERT, MA­CON, LES LAU­MES, ME­LUN and CAM­BRAI re­spec­tively.  All ranks were much in­ter­es­ted in their first glim­pse of the fam­ous French girls and much amuse­ment was cau­sed when the CO, Lt-Col. G.A. Ran­kin and the IO, Lt. R.H. El­li­son paid more at­ten­tion to a cer­tain blonde than the road signs and man­aged to get sli­ghty lost.  The route was ex­tremely well mar­ked and the trip tho­ugh tir­ing was full of inter­est.  Miles and miles of Jerry vehi­cles and guns wrec­ked by the air force were pas­sed.  Af­ter Italy the clean­li­ness and friend­li­ness of the people was espe­ci­ally stri­king.  It was ex­tremely dif­fi­cult to carry out the se­cur­ity or­ders of no talk­ing to the ci­vil­ians.  The mor­ale of the men and of­fi­cers was na­tur­ally lo­wer ow­ing to the ban on CA­NA­DAs and for­ma­tion pat­ches.  Ev­ery­one has a tre­men­dous pride in be­ing Ca­na­dian and dis­like in­tensely ha­ving to pre­tend to be ano­ther na­tion­al­ity.  The wea­ther was cold and sunny and to­wards the end ev­ery­one was very tired, need­ing a bath and anx­ious to get to their des­tin­ation.