First Hand Impressions
"We all loved Canada, especially after war torn and rationed
Britain," says Kenneth Ibbs, who trained at schools in Bowden,
Penhold and Pearce Alberta. Well, perhaps not all—one
medical officer acquainted to John Rhodes compared his
home away from home Medicine
Hat to an unpleasant medical condition—perhaps not an unpredictable opinion given the extreme
weather and isolation of the Canadian prairies. Rhodes describes
Alberta as "a land of extreme cold in the winter during
which I have experienced 80 degrees of frost with the temperature
showing minus 48 F, and it may go up to nearly 100 degrees
or more in the summer, when devastating thunderstorms with
enormous hail stones which flatten crops and smash greenhouses,
occur. Outside the mess one day I picked up seven hailstones
which filled my half pint beer mug to overflowing. After
drinking the beer, of course!"
Even
the cold couldn’t get the best of most of the Brits, though.
Many found it perfectly bearable, thanks to the wonders
of North American technology. Explains Rhodes, "it was cold
at first to us British but easier to take than the English
cold because we could always get inside to the warmth of
central heating, and it only remained to learn to wrap up
in thick clothes and keep our noses and ears covered up".
Rhodes also appreciated the Chinook winds: "I have
been into a cinema with three feet of snow outside and a
temperature of zero F and came out three hours later to
find no snow at all."
RAF pupils were also taken aback by Canadian bar culture,
regulated by what Rhodes describes as "archaic Canadian
liquor laws". A. H. McGrady, faced with the sexually segregated
bars at the Paliser Hotel, decided instead to have cases
of beer sent up to his room, as did many other students.
The dimensions of the country were hard to fathom for those
hailing from the small-ish British Isles. "The utter vastness
of the country was soon evident when upon boarding the train
[in Eastern Canada] we spent four days and nights before
eventually arriving at Calgary, Alberta. The apparent desolation
as we traveled to the north of Lake Superior and then miles
and ever increasing miles of flat Prairie land. The sheer
distances involved were awesome to one to whom an overnight
train to Scotland appeared as a long journey," says Patrick
W. Shaw.
The food in the BCATP schools was a step up from the bland
British fare back home (made worse by strict rationing).
Upon arriving at De Winton Elementary Flying Training School,
Shaw found "food served by civilians with seemingly unlimited
rations [and] prepared by excellent cooks. Cereal with cream,
unlimited amounts of eggs, bacon and sausages (sausages
made with real meat), steaks two or three times a week and
unbelievable deserts. That first day we must have consumed
two weeks of English rations and with a clear conscience.
Were we ever pampered!"
In terms of flying, Geoff Holly found the Alberta landscape
to be particularly enjoyable. "There were those striking
views of the Rockies and the vast flat prairie land really
made map reading easy. Roads north and south or east-west.
One railway line and towns quite a distance apart…and names
on the [grain] elevators. What a complete change it was
having to get used to flying in England on return."
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