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1915.
(AWM A05290)
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In the early hours of 8 August, three battalions of the
4th Brigadethe 14th, 15th and 16thset out. Dawn
found them nowhere near the approach to Kocacimentepe. As
the Australian battalions advanced over an exposed slope,
Turkish machine guns opened up. Against this concentrated
Turkish fire little progress was made. In the words of the
Australian official history, the 15th Battalion, with most
of its officers dead or wounded, broke southwards
for cover. One Australian who disappeared on 8 August as
the 15th came under attack was Sergeant Joseph McKinley
of Yass, New South Wales. A comrade wrote:

A Turkish attack, which then threatened the whole left flank
of the 4th Brigade, was held off by half of the 16th Battalion.
Meanwhile, more Turkish units began to appear and the position
of the 14th and 15th Battalions looked increasingly hopeless.
At 7.00 am Monash was told that the three battalions had
suffered heavy casualties and that there was no hope of
an attack on Kocacimentepe. Indeed, the 15th Battalion,
which on 6 August had left North Beach 850 strong, had been
reduced to 280 men. Fortunately for the Australians in their
exposed positions, the machine gun sections of the 4th Brigade
now appeared and covered the retreat. Thus ended the 4th
Brigades attempt to capture Kocacimentepe, the highest
vantage point of the Sari Bair Range.

During the period 7–10 August, what would have struck
any observer looking along the great sweep of North Beach
and Ocean Beach and up into the ranges, would have been
the sight of thousands of wounded men. Many lay in pain
on the heights and died before help could reach them. Those
capable of walking or crawling made their way back down
to aid posts and assembly points at the end of the valleys
near the beach. Sergeant H M Jackson, 13th Battalion, AIF,
described the scene:
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An Australian soldier carries a wounded
comrade down
from the ranges to a dressing station near North Beach.
(AWM H10363)
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At the beach below Chunuk Bair a small jetty had been builtEmbarkation
Pierto take off the wounded to the hospital ships
but because boats bringing in supplies also used the pier,
it was shelled by the Turks. From the pier, hundreds of
walking wounded struggled down the long sap
to Ari Burnu point and on to Anzac Cove. As had happened
at Anzac Cove during the landing of 25 April, the sheer
numbers of wounded overwhelmed the medical services.

Throughout the battle the men of the Australian, New Zealand
and British Army Medical Corps, along with the battalion
stretcher-bearers, worked night and day to the point of
personal collapse. Some died as they tried to carry the
wounded down from the heights. Corporal William Rusden saw
two lots of stretcher-bearers shot within minutes as they
worked their way down a valley. In one of these valleys
Private Ormond Burton, New Zealand Medical Corps, witnessed
the plight of some 300 wounded:
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Stretcher-bearers at work during
the August offensive
in the Sari Bair Range. They are probably members of
the 4th Australian Field Ambulance at Walden Grove.
(AWM P1116/69/20)
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On 9 August, the New Zealanders clung to Chunuk Bair. A
mixed garrison of the Wellington Mounted Rifles and Otago
Infantry Battalion manned the trenches at the summit and
were subjected to the same fierce Turkish counter-attacks
that had befallen the Wellington Infantry Battalion on the
previous day. Below them, on the seaward side of the range,
British and Indian reinforcements struggled in vain through
the valleys to reach the New Zealanders but the only unit
to gain the summit was the 6th Gurkha Battalion. At 5.23
am the Nepalese burst over a crest to the left of the New
Zealanders on Chunuk Bair and saw the Dardanelles in the
distance. Their commander, Major C J L Allanson, described
the moment:
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Then off we dashed, all hand in hand, most perfect
and a wonderful sight. At the top we met the Turks
[and for] ten minutes we fought hand
to hand, we hit and fisted, and used rifles and pistols
as clubs and then the Turks turned and fled, and I
felt a very proud man: the key to the whole peninsula
was ours
. We dashed about 200 feet [61
metres] down towards Maidos [a Turkish village
on the Dardanelles] but only got about 200 feet
when suddenly our Navy put twelve-inch monitor shells
into us and all was terrible confusion. It was a deplorable
disaster
and we had to go back.
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[Allanson, quoted in B Farwell, The Gurkhas,
Penguin Books, 1924, p.10]
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