Part II of the Great Micky Burn Adventure.

Truly the trip of a lifetime. Our adventure on the Michael Burn MC documentary continued as we traveled with Micky from his home in Wales on a 4 seat prop plane to St. Nazaire France where he received royal treatment from the French and gave us a first hand account of the raid. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Nazaire_Raid

We visited the dry dock where many of Micky's friends were lost, and took a tour of the Old Mole and lighthouse where Micky came ashore that night.

While thinking to myself that my arm hurt from the weight of the video camera I was holding, it was hard to feel like much of a man when a former British Commando tells you how he was shot multiple times and still went on to his objective. My arm suddenly stopped aching.

We then left the coast of France and continued on by train to Colditz Castle in Germany where Micky spent 3 years as a prisoner of war running the secret allied radio room in the attic of the castle. He had never been back to the Castle since his liberation some 64 years ago... and eagerly climbed the spiral staircase 4 flights up to the attic. My heart was pounding and I was out of breath from the stairs... but somehow a 96 year old Micky was able to do it without complaint. Again... I am much less of a man.

The final leg of our journey took us to a quiet cafe on the outskirts of Munich where Micky met Adolf Hitler long long ago. At first he was very excited to revisit the day they met in the courtyard of the cafe, but when asked about the compliment he gave Hitler, Micky's smile quickly vanished and he became ashamed and angry at himself for being such a naive 20 year old. It was time for us to go.

That night we all celebrated a successful shoot with a fabulous dinner in downtown Munich. Half way through the meal I noticed that many of the restaurant's other patrons were watching us... trying to figure out who the distinguished gentleman was at the end of our table as he chatted away making jokes like he was 20 years old again... whilst wearing the medal of the Military Cross on the front pocket of his blazer. The other tables seemed jealous that they were not able to hear what he was saying. Just being in the company of Micky made me feel proud... and much much more of a man.

A trip like this is truly a once in a lifetime adventure.