Sunday at Monmouth dawned grey with a threat of rain that, according to His Majesty’s scouts (and a few modern weather reports), would hold off at least until after the day’s battle. The overcast sky allowed the Army to conduct a morning battalion drill without the sun beating down upon us. After battalion drill, the 35th conducted its own regimental drill to keep ourselves sharp and ready.
Naturally, the sun came out bright and hot just in time for formation to march off to battle, as the sun is wont to do at reenactments. The 35th was once again with the 42nd Highlanders under Sgt. McGivers, who was instrumental in leading our section to as much glory as we could get knowing that this was a battle we were ultimately intended to lose. The 35th itself, under command of Sgt. Jicha, fielded seven muskets. It was also Pte. Stimpfle’s first outing on the field of battle wearing 35th orange. He acquitted himself well and “died” with honour. We and the Highlanders gave the Rebels all we had while a nice-sized crowd looked on, and we held our ground until Col. Grenier gave the order to retreat. Despite our loss Sgt. McGivers had very complimentary words of encouragement for all under his command before dismissing us, and the 35th regrouped at Camp Kish to cool off and take care of our muskets and kit. As always, the 42nd is a delight to work with, and Col. Grenier kept our spirits high despite the heat. A good day was had by all, and we look forward to our next outing. Huzzah!