All The Planes

This is a rare sight. 5 airplanes at a mountain strip. This was the day of the dedication and all these airplanes participated in bringing in guests. It really demonstrates the importance of aviation in the work that is being done.

Here comes the rest

I am going to post some of the last pictures of the dedication with minimal explanation. We have had a very busy week and we have been trying hard to carve out the time to get the rest of these pictures up. It is amazing how long things take to get done here. Especially dial up. So without further delay, here they are. Email us with questions if you want more details.

Picture review

The little kids have little inhibition crowding in for a picture, and even less for reviewing the picture on the backside of the camera (hang onto your camera!). The older kids and grownups are delighted to be in a picture if you ask them, but then will stand still anxiously awaiting an invitation to see themselves (a rare view as we did not see any mirrors in the village). These three teenaged girls were such a pretty picture standing together in their colors with their hair done all up. I ended up liking this picture better of their review.

School

School is held in these buildings off a side peninsula of the ridge. The children learn Folopa, then Pidgin, then English, if they stay thru high school. I wish my school had had such a view. – L

Morning Fog

We walked to the top of the village and he snapped this shot along the way. All morning fog had poured over the ridge next ours and had slowly filled up the valley below to the brim. Now it was pouring over the village’s ridge and into the next valley like cascading fog. It was mystifying…

(…that was for you, Dad.) - L

Morning Walk

The morning of the dedication Ian and I went out for a walk, though I think it was Ian’s second or third walk of the day – that man would disappear for hours with his camera. He had sunburn on his forearms after the first day from holding the camera to his face all day. You should see his watch tan. – L

Pretty in Pink

My turn to write now (says Leslie). This is my friend, Anna (the one in pink). The kidos in the village were either as cute as buttons or had green snot running out of their noses 24/7. Luckily, this one decided to be my friend (though if a snotty one had, it wouldn’t have mattered as I was prepared with lots of Kleenex ). Anna is probably six, and spoke some pidgin. As I only spoke three words of pidgin, we didn’t converse much, but that didn’t hinder our friendship – that little girl followed me up and down the village for a good number of miles. She would take my hand when I would offer it and I would often find her hanging around the house when I’d come out. She would just beam when I would recognize her and say hello. Such a sweetie. – L

Village and Basketball

Several of the men accompanied me to the other end of the village where they had constructed a basketball court. None of them had ever heard of Michael Jordan, I think kick boxing is a bigger sport in their community. Nevertheless, they had to hoops and a few balls. Things like basketballs and clothes are all traded up slowly from the coast where there are a lot of Australian second hand clothing stores. I wanted to ask them how many balls that lost over the side of the cliff next to the court but I just didn’t have the words.

Men's House

I also visited a Men’s House. Most of the time the men sleep and live out at the Men’s House and go to their wives house (where the children live) only for meals. Inside the house it was dark and very smokey. They burn fires inside to keep the bugs out of the roof and generally make it difficult to breathe. I am not sure what we were talking about but it was really funny to all of them and I think I had something to do with it, probably my sudden inability to inhale. I took a few pictures and moved on.

Cassowary

We saw a Cassowary. There it is. You can check them out on wikipedia if you want to know more. They can be pretty nasty and have been known to kill men in the jungle. These were the highland type and were considerably smaller but they were still pretty mean and they were kept in cages.

Welcome to the Dedication

At the end of the hike we arrived at the center of the village and Neil and Carol’s house. All the women stayed in the Andersons house and the men slept in a temporary house built just for us. The building was later going to be used as a temporary church until the people decide when and where to build a new one that they have been planning. The rest of the day we had to wander around the village, learn some of the language, play games with the kids and see all the other Folopa filter in from the other villages.

Hey I know you

It was really great to see Pastor John and his wife Sandy as well as Frank and Margi from Spokane. I think they were happy and surprised to see familiar faces that far into the jungle as well. All in all there were 9 Spokanites together in the middle of the Jungle in PNG. That has to be some kind of new record.

Welcoming Parade

All of us fly-in guests where then corralled into the center of a long column of singing Folopa. We were led by a group of guitar players and singers, followed by warriors and surrounded on all sides by women dressed in elaborate grass dresses waving decorations and making music by beating on pvc pipes with flip flops. It was great. What was really incredible was that this village was doing this same welcoming processional for every guest that came to attend the dedication the entire day from sunrise to sundown. Over a thousand people came as guests from the surrounding Folopa villages.

Pick Me

All the kids that met us at the plane eagerly collected our bags and began the 1 mile walk down to the center of the village. The all wanted to be helpful in some way and contribute to our welcoming ceremony.

Around the plane

After we landed our airplane was surrounded by people. We were the first plane to arrive for the dedication and the Folopa people were so excited to see us. They had choreographed marches and written songs to sing for the occasion in English just to welcome us. This is a picture of the second plane to land just moments after ours which received the same treatment. The Folopa were so friendly and everyone wanted to shake your hand. We felt very welcome.

short final

As we flew in we could see some people in the village looking up at us. It looked pretty disserted. It was amazing to see all their houses from that perspective.

Runway

The airstrip itself is relatively long as mountain airstrips go at 1700 feet. It also rises over 110 feet from one end to the other. We flew in on the Islander with Captain Will. He has been flying in the country for over 28 years and is an excellent pilot.

Mt. Tawa

Welcome to the Mt. Tawa Folopa village. There are about 2700 Folopa people spread throughout several villages within a few days hike of Mt Tawa. It is a beautiful spot for a village, set along the ridge at about 3200 feet. The village stretches just over a mile along the ridge leading up to the airstrip.

Islander

We are leaving tomorrow morning for the dedication on that Islander there. We are very excited and we can’t wait to tell you all about it when we get back. We will post some of the highlight pictures and let you in on the details then. In the meantime, you can be praying for our safe travels and for the celebration.

Catercoonwheelteepeepillar thing

This is our strange bug of the week. It was a caterpillar of sorts that had constructed a house for itself that it dragged along everywhere it went. It was sort of a cocoon, fifth wheel, inverted teepee hybrid. I am not sure what that would be in Latin, but your welcome to post your ideas as well. The amazing thing was this bug was about 9 or 10 inches long. Biggest strange caterpillar I ever saw.