Wednesday, March 9, 2011

TWIR, Part 2



As the school / work week began, Caleb made a presentation on the life of Captain Cook, along with two intrepid compatriots.



Meanwhile, Roscoe P. Coltrane continued to take it easy.


Malena enlisted the help of a neighbor friend, Wapa, as she did a baking project for school. Pancakes.


And I flew a team of doctors with Airborne Lifelink out into the Kalahari desert for a day of medical outreach.
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The Week in Review, Part 1

It's been awhile since I've put up any images on the blog; here's a quick review of the past week or so.



My boss, Mark, is friends with a brother and sister who were orphaned at the ages of 10 and 8. Six years later, they are still forging along without the support of any significant family members. We four Weiseths joined him and a few other folks from Flying Mission and from church for a house painting party. Malena managed to get no more than 15% of the paint on herself.




Caleb did great, ascending to great heights in order to get every square inch covered.



On Sunday, Malena and Shelley went and rode horses at a nearby stable, while Caleb and I engaged in more motor-driven activities. There is a nearby motocross track; Caleb shaved a good thirty seconds off of his previous best lap time.



Meanwhile, I studied the adventures of a local dung beetle as he (or she) valiantly tried to wrestle this prime piece of dung up a significant incline.

. . . to be continued
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Monday, March 7, 2011

African Speed

Well, it's been a few weeks since my return from the beautiful USA - a whirlwind tour consisting of five or six gloriously busy days with family and friends in Seattle, and two weeks of eating, sleeping, and breathing 737 at Higher Power Aviation in Dallas.

I had hoped that we'd be farther down the road in terms of getting operational here. But the mark of an veteran of Africa - a title to which I suppose we Weiseths can begin to lay claim - is a moderation of temporal expectations. So. . . we are currently at the mercy of the powers that be, both in Botswana and South Africa, as we wait for papers to be signed, licenses to be validated, and manuals to be approved. In the meantime, I am dividing my time between pushing the paperwork forward and starting to fly air ambulance operations again.