28 October 7:20 a.m. Baker Shot - Almost dawn, still not enough light to see the plane that would drop the bomb. Once again we went around the side of the hill - those of us in Company A that were interested in seeing the blast. Our bivouc area was behind a little hill and we would go around to the other side of this hill which faced Ground Zero. We were told to sit on the ground and had our backs to the bomb when it went off. After it went off, Capt. Klika would instruct us that we could turn around and view the fireball. We were in a basin with the mountains all around and the bomb made the mountains light up. It was definitely bigger than Able. The light was of a different spectrum than daylight - it was like a giant flashbulb going off. Everything stood out in relief. You could see everything from leaves on the Yucca plants to the desert rocks.

We would then go have breakfast at the field kitchen. The mess sergeant was one of the Icelanders from the Red River Valley of North Dakota and Minnesota that were part of our unit. I can still see the face of the young mess cook, I teased him for being so young he couldn't even buy a drink. Then we'd get our orders for the day.

The interest in seeing these blasts were not surprising. We felt we were at the vanguard of the atomic testing at the time and we all felt that we were doing exciting stuff. The information that was coming out of Japan was still rather sketchy.

The topography was such that the air currents would change at night and also change around at dawn. Only the sand in our food made us notice this change of the wind. We got C-Rations part of the time: grease and gravy and sand.