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Sipi Falls and Border Crossing
We all left the house by 7:30 and headed off to meet the other Uganda missionaries at Sipi Falls. We were all packed up and ready to head for Kenya straight from there. The guys had previously done a beautiful 2-3 hour hike to the bottom of the falls, but nobody could remember where the…
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Kumi Town
Today we stayed around town. The guys worked in the shop and I did laundry and looked for my sunscreen. Occasionally Heath and I would walk over to the shop and dangle around, listening to all the funny people that stopped by. A jolly guy with pants and shirts for sale swung by and managed…
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Being The Zoo
Imagine falling asleep peacefully under a large spreading mango tree. There are only a couple other people sitting around and a little ways away the guys and Little Isaac are fixing a borehole. The ground is a little hard, but with a blanket to lie on and a purse for a pillow, it’s so comfy….…
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Fixing Wells
The day started with a fabulous breakfast by Amanda. That girl can really cook! I’m surprised the guys aren’t 200# each. At this rate I’ll have to be upgrading my wardrobe when I get home. One of the main jobs Forrest and Lance do here is repair boreholes that are no longer working. The boreholes…
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Wherein We Are Introduced
Sunday morning church in Africa; hot, drowsy, and uncomfortable on a backless bench. I leaned against the rough brick wall, hoping to get some respite, when suddenly I stared into the eyes of a massive striped spider. I promptly decided to switch seats. I can’t worship next to a spider. Of course we were late…
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Reality
Uganda 2022 Three days before a trip I feel it creeping on. It starts as a niggling belly ache, general restlessness and an overwhelming love for all things in my house. Enter, the dreaded trip blues. By zero hour I can hardly swallow, my stomach cramps, and I drive my family mad by alternately sighing,…
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Why.
My brother is dying of cancer. Just like that his bucket list is no longer applicable. Oh he lived a rich life and had a lot of good times, but this did rather sneak up on him. Nobody’s prepared to ditch their dreams in the prime of life. “When we’re retired”. I can’t count how…
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Lake Superior Adventure: The Return
The weather forecast looked very unpromising. Light winds that spun the compass, then dying out completely at midday. Heath really wanted to have “an old fashioned sail home” but it wasn’t looking hopeful. After consulting all our apps about 200 times he finally decided our best bet was to hoist anchor at 4:00 and head…
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Lake Superior Adventure: Day 3
We quietly pushed off just as the sun came up and continued down the north side of the island, gazing at the silent woods, funny skimmer ducks and looking into the clear blue depths of the lake. Rocks would suddenly rise up and our depth finder would beep, informing us that we were once again…
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Lake Superior Adventure: Day 2
We awoke to bright sunshine and clear blue water. Well, most of us awoke. A certain someone who had heavily medicated didn’t so much as stir. We lifted anchor, raised our center board, nosed the boat onto the beach and happily hopped off the bow onto firm ground to explore. Blueberry Cove is otherworldly. Because…
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Lake Superior Adventure: The Passage
It started like most of our adventures start. Heath: “I’m thinking in the back of my mind that over Labor Day weekend we will take our sailboat over to Lake Superior and visit Isle Royale NP. I’m just really disappointed we didn’t get there when we sailed on Superior in July…” Me: “No. Flat no.…
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Living The Van Life
We’re sacked out in the ugliest powder blue Mitsubishi you have ever seen. James just flew out and we’re hanging around Tel Aviv waiting for our next set of friends to arrive. With all the traffic it totally didn’t pay to drive all the way back home in between. Plus we needed to try to…
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Manna from Heaven and Slippery Streets
I woke up feeling a bit nervous. I knew we had a long hike planned and for some reason it just worried me. My not so normal brain started saying things like “what if the sweet shop where we plan to eat breakfast doesn’t have nourishing enough food and you get weak and shaky and…
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Back Home in Abu Dis
The desert was lovely but it’s grand to be back in the hectic world of Abu Dis. There was a howling wind today and trash was flying everywhere as we rolled into town. We needed supper so we parked on the Main Street and picked our way around fruit vendors, vehicles and people to a…
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On the Eighth Day They Rested.
We slept in. I seriously needed that! We have a small apartment rented in Eilat and it’s blissful. No battling with the shower to keep it hot, no breaker flipping from too many heaters running, and we can flush our toilet paper instead of putting it in a trash can. First stop Pharmacy to get…
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Goliath and Jonah
The morning started in Elah Valley where David slew Goliath. Well, actually it started stuck in traffic for two hours. That’s fairly entertaining! Always lots to look at cause there’s just so many people. Traffic jams in the West Bank are noisy affairs with much honking, shoving, and driving the wrong way down one ways…
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New Friends
Yesterday I was too tired to write. Also we had gone to places I had written about before like En-Gedi, Dead Sea, Masada and Lots wife. We also found a new hike called the Wadi Murabba’at hike that was deliciously narrow and steep. It ran along a gorge to some caves where they recently found…
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Fun Discoveries
We did it! We went back to Mikmash or Mishmash or Mukhmas, whatever you prefer and found Bozez and Seneh. Thanks to our unique encounter there yesterday we tried to hike in from the Israeli side but after driving for miles along the fence we finally gave up. There simply was no way through. Disgusting.…
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Cut Loose!
It feels like a month instead of only 60 hours ago that we were “four good-looking devils” eating an all American meal at the Brookings Perkins. I’m not sure what we did that triggered the jolly lady walking by to refer to us as good looking devils, but apparently that’s how Heath, Seth, Zach n…
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When the Magic Leaves
I just don’t like the last day of a trip very much. The unknown has left and the magic is gone. My mind starts to run ahead to home, and I spend miles trying to figure out the most efficient way to unpack, and thinking about how I can put in extra hours at the…
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