From me too, I've seen Cape Hellas and the Dardanelles, thankfully without being shot at or strafed, and it didnt look very hospitable even then 50 years later, it must have been Hell on earth in April 1915.

"So now every April I sit on me porch
And I watch the parade pass before me.
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams and past glory,
And the old men march slowly, all bone stiff and sore
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question.
But the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
And the old men still answer the call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear
Someday, no one will march there at all."
Eric Bogle The band played Waltzing Matilda"