Landing

A 'duty clear before us' – North Beach and the Sari Bair Range

It was just breaking dawn - The landings at North Beach, 25 April 1915


"Anzac, the landing 1915" by George Lambert.

George Lambert, Anzac, the landing 1915
1920-22. oil on canvas
190.5 x 350.5 cm
(AWM 2873)


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Hanging in the Gallipoli gallery of the Australian War Memorial is one of the best-known Australian war paintings–George Lambert’s Anzac, the landing 1915. Depicted in the centre of the painting are Australian soldiers, crawling and scrambling their way up a steep, scrubby cliff. Some have been killed, some lie wounded, while others press on towards the heights where the growing daylight shows up distant, shadowy figures of the enemy above. Lambert has caught on canvas the struggle of Western Australians of the 11th Battalion, Australian Imperial Force (AIF), as they made their way up towards Plugge’s Plateau from where they had been put ashore on North Beach. In the painting, the Sphinx is beginning to catch the first light of day as the men climb in the shadow of the western side of ‘Plugge’s’. This is the dawn rush of the first wave of Australians as described to Lambert by Lieutenant Hedley Howe who, as Lance-Corporal Howe, had taken part in the landing.





Men of the 11th Battalion and 1st Field Companyon the HMS "London".

Men of the 11th Battalion and 1st Field Company,
Australian Engineers, assembled on the forecastle of
HMS London at sea off Lemnos, 24 April 1915.
The next morning they would leave the London
to land on North Beach, Gallipoli.
(AWM A02468)



Rowing in to land opposite the Sphinx, just a quarter of an hour after the Western Australians, was ‘A’ Company, 12th Battalion, comprised mainly of Tasmanians. With the rest of the great invasion fleet, the destroyer HMS Ribble, carrying the Tasmanians, had the evening before steamed from its anchorage at nearby Lemnos Island and headed for the Turkish coast. As dawn approached on 25 April, the crew of the Ribble watched anxiously as the first boatloads of Australians–men of the 9th, 10th and 11th Battalions–brought close inshore by battleships, headed for the hazy coastline ahead. The ship's captain, Commander Wilkinson, called out:


Lights out, men, and stop talking. We're going in now.


[C E W Bean, The Story of Anzac,
Sydney, 1921, Vol I, p.249]





The 10th Battalion on the deck of HMS "Prince of Wales".

The 10th Battalion in formation on the deck of
HMS Prince of Wales, 24 April 1915.
The battleship is leaving Mudros Harbour
on its way to the Gallipoli landings.
(AWM A01829)



The Ribble increased speed and headed for an anchorage further inshore and to the north of the battleships. On board was Lieutenant Ivor Margetts, 12th Battalion, a Hobart schoolteacher:


As we neared the peninsula of Gallipoli, the Captain of the Destroyers gave the order for silence and for the men to stop smoking. And thus in the darkness and in silence we were carried towards the land which was to either make or mar the name of Australia. On either side we could dimly see other destroyers bearing the rest of the Third Brigade. I am quite sure that very few of us realized that at last we were actually bound for our first baptism of fire, for it seemed as though we were just out on one of our night manoeuvres, but very soon we realized that it was neither a surprise party nor a moonlight picnic.


[Captain I S Margetts, Diary,
25 April 1915, AWM 1 DRL/0478]





Troops lowering themselves into tow boats for the landing.

Troops lowering themselves into tow boats for
the landing at Anzac, 6 am, 25 April 1915.
(AWM A01829)



Minutes later, when they were about 200 yards from the beach, Commander Wilkinson gave the order to man the boats. As the first boats from the Ribble moved away they heard the firing of a Turkish machine gun and bullets began hitting the water around them. Margetts watched the 12th Battalion's commanding officer–Lieutenant Colonel Lancelot Clarke–head off in the first boat:


I turned around to get the second tow ready, when a man just in front of me dropped, hit in the head. This was the first casualty and very soon there were several others hit. There was some difficulty in getting the second tow ready but eventually when a naval cutter came alongside we got in and started for the beach; three men were hit before the boat struck the shore. When she hit the beach, I gave the word to get out and out the men got at once, in water up to their necks in some cases, men actually had to swim several strokes before they got their footing. It was almost impossible to walk with full marching order, absolutely drenched to the skin and I fell twice before I got to the dry beach where I scrambled up under cover of a sand ridge. I ordered the men to dump their packs off, load their rifles, and waited a few seconds for the men to get their breath.

It was just breaking dawn and, as we looked towards the sound of the firing, we were faced by almost perpendicular cliffs about 200 feet [60 metres] above sea level, and as we were of [the] opinion that most of the fire was coming from this quarter, it was evident that this was the direction of our attack. Therefore, after a minute or two, having regained our breath, we started to climb.


[Captain I S Margetts, Diary,
25 April 1915, AWM 1 DRL/0478]


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