This massive Bloater does not get a come on down.

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He was on H16 but he was an RLC driver and never did any of what he has said, Was never in the RAVC. He was an E2 handler which means he just a handler for that tour. Never SF and never part of the RAVC. He was with 60 sqn then he did RP shift. He was on the same decompression after H16 and definitely wasn’t in a coma.

he is now claiming all of what is written here and making money from it and showing a huge amount of disrespect, He should know better!
Darren Woolley
Home: Devon, England
Profile: War Veteran, Pro-Trainer, Grooming Salon Owner

http://www.balancedtrainers.com/balancewp/darren-woolley/

I started off around dogs with my Grandfather who used to breed and train German Shepherds for the local Police Force. Nowadays it’s all done in house with Police Dog Trainers. At any 1 time there was between 15 and 40 dogs at my Grandparents home. My Grandfather taught me how to behave around these dogs from an early age. By the time I was 7 I was walking 30 dogs all off lead and all to heel over fields. At 10 he gave me my 1st puppy to train. He oversaw the training of this puppy as it would eventually go on to become a Police Dog. Unfortunately when I was 14 my Grandfather passed away and the family business of training dogs ended.

At 16 I decided I wanted adventure and a challenge so I joined the British Army, I initially joined the 1st Battalion Grenadier Guards as an Infantry Soldier and quickly got selected to become a sniper and promoted to Lance Corporal within my first 2 years. During an Operational Deployment to Bosnia I came across a Military Dog Handler walking around with the biggest and meanest looking Belgian Malinois I’ve ever seen. From that moment I decided to transfer immediately and get back to what I have always loved.

 

So at 19yrs old I transferred to The Royal Army Veterinary Corps and became a Military Working Dog Handler. Every dog handler starts off as a Protection Dog Handler and I had a Mali called Taran. We did 2 operational tours of Iraq together where he had several live bites consequently saving a few lives. I then started doing other classification courses such as Arms Explosive Search Dogs, IED Detection Dogs, Drug Detection Dogs, Tracker Dogs and Cadaver Dogs. When I was 23 I was selected to become the Head Dog Handler and Trainer for the UK Special Forces Group based in Hereford. Due to the sensitive nature of the operations conducted I cannot and will not go into detail about them but needless to say I enjoyed every second of it. Between myself and a fellow dog handler under my command we devised a way of utilising the dog to search a compound and bite if necessary without having a handler attached to a lead or risking soldiers lives. It was all done using cameras mounted on a lightweight harness attached to the dogs head using beeps and stim similar to an E Collar. This wasn’t new to some Special Forces Units but it was to us at the time and took about 2 years for us to iron out the kinks. Now it is used on a regular basis on operations around the world.

In 2012 I was deployed to Afghanistan where I was shot 9 times and hit with shrapnel from a command wire IED (dog was not searching at the time) we were also ambushed, after fighting our way out and my dog getting live bites we had to walk 34 kilometres to be picked up by chinook helicopter. I was aware I was hurt but not how badly. I got back to my tent and was about to take the dog to the kennels when I collapsed and fell into a coma. The dog Zeuss dragged me 250 metres to the nearest person. Bare in mind I was still in full kit including body armour and weapons and weighed in excess of 18 stone.

I was in a coma for 3 months, when I woke the doctors told me I may never walk again. This started my fight back mentality just to prove a point. After 8 months of hard gruelling work I was back on my feet and climbed Kilimanjaro to prove a further point to the doctors 🙂 I then started to suffer from PTSD and I basically became a hermit. I holed myself up in my parents home. Wouldn’t go outside, near a bar, shop or public place. My temper became extremely short and I began contemplating suicide. I even picked out a tree that would hold my weight and selected and bought a rope to finish the job. It was my brother that snapped me back to reality. He told me to fight and to find a way back. So I did what I know best and bought a Chocolate Brown Labrador 8 week old puppy and called him Bailey.

This dog saved my life!!!

I trained him in Search and Rescue. Not because I wanted to do search and rescue but just because I could and needed to take my mind of things. I then started training him to be a therapy dog to help me during my therapy sessions. He was a natural!!!!

I was discharged from Military Service in June 2014. I was scared. Questions arose such as what can I do? What will my life be like? Can I cope with this?

So I decided again to do what I do best. Dogs!

I started the family business up again from scratch under a new name with a difference. Now I’m a qualified Dog Groomer and Trainer. I have 2 business names: K9 Devine Grooming Specialist LTD and Elite K9 Solutions. It’s early days but with a positive mental attitude and some serious hard graft with some cheek thrown in to work my way into organisations I WILL make this a success just like my Grandfather did.

December 16, 2014
Update 27 March 2017

We received another tip off over his Bloating antics 

So daz Woolley is still at it ……. I deployed to Afghan with this twat and he told us his parents were killed by Ira bombing in London. 

Lots of names of guys can give you to ask about him
He was never pti in army. 
Woodley looks to Bloating in order to start a new venture. 

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