Thanks Alan, The thread reminds me of all the forced marches I made as Infantry and mounted Cavalry between 1974 and 1995. One I remember was from a march that started below Cane Hill and ended on the Prairie Grove Park. I broke down a good pair of my homemade boots ruining them, I finished the march barefooted with my cavalry boots slung over my shoulder. Cavalrymen are just not made for dirt trudging. Another I remember was the "Sikeston Races", It was a twenty mile chase from Sikeston to New Madrid, Missouri along the river road. The Union cavalry chasing the Confederate cavalry back to the Hunter-Dawson Historic home in New Madrid. Waiting was a large excited crowd to view the cavalry action about to commence on the grounds. When myself Captain of the First Arkansas Cavalry (Dobbins) and a few of the First Arkansas troopers along with the Captain of the 5th Missouri Cavalry (Shelbys) and a few of his men came into the crowds view, The crowd was already charged up from hearing the gun fire of the two cavalries as we near the town. I took the lead and we jumped a split rail fence as we entered the historic grounds. I will never forget the roar from the crowd as we all made it over. What stupid things one will do when caught in the moment.