Below is a link to a A short landing clip taken during some recent checkout training in Saman (-6.179338 138.456869) google earth/map location for those interested in seeing the location.
These past months down here in Merauke have been a challenge when it comes to getting blogs and newsletters out. As since the month of February we have had three different times when we have lost internet. And each time seems to last about three to four weeks at a time. On the bright side our children are learning that life can go on just fine without having a WiFi hook up. And they are all learning how to become masters in the card game called Dutch Blitz through this last round of having no internet. So now that we have internet let us try to get you caught up with how we have being doing before we lose connection again. And if you find that we are being silent again please know that we have most likely lost internet again and that we are still thinking about you all!
Greg has spent his time doing a mix of things through out the past months. He has found himself doing a lot of IT work and getting things connected and working with our Sentani office. We are trying to install a v-sat at the office so that we can still have internet when the town losses its. This is very important as most of our office work, flight information, and other things are all done on line. So it has caused some problems when we have lost internet for two whole months down here. He has also been able to land on some new runways/rivers over the past few months which have been exciting and challenging. As one river they discovered had a very powerful current which found Greg along with our national helper in the river as they tried to tie it off to the shore without letting the river carry the plane away or damage it. There have also been a lot of over night trips to our MAF base in Nabira as we have seen a need for the use of the float plane grow in certain areas out there as well. This is neat to see but it does mean time away from our families which is not always easy on the kids.
The children have been faithfully working on trying to finish up their school year and in the next up and coming weeks should have most completed. We also made a trip up to Sentani in April that allowed Isaac and Jaclynn the opportunity to take some testing along side their peers at the international school. The purpose of this was to make sure that they are staying up with what other kids in there grade. And even though it meant having to get up earlier to be apart of this testing they really enjoyed being with their classmates once again. The testing also just happened to be the same week as the high school basketball tournament which allowed us to be apart of that and connect with people in the community that we normally do not get to see all the time. Besides school Franklin has developed a interest in gardening and loves harvesting our banana crops. Jaclynn and Isaac have found that they like to help out with baking in the evening especially if it gets them out of dish duty. Then in May Jaclynn celebrated her 12th birthday with a household of people to celebrate with her. Another highlight for us all is that we have enter into cool season here which has been such a wonderful relief for us all.
I (Julie) have been seeing a steady improvement in my health since my surgery back in February. I am finally back to eating most things now that were starting to make me sick. Though lately I have been having problems with continual urine infections. The doctor here believes that the cause could be from them using a catheter while I had surgery. So I am on something for a little over a month to see if we can get that to clear up all the way. I am grateful that the end of our school year is in sight finally as we are all ready for a break. With my teaching load getting lighter I have found more time to study language more as well. Which has been really helpful as these past weeks I have been able to met a few new people in our neighborhood as well.
The celebration of Idul Fitri is in mid swing. Yesterday we spent time with four different families that we know and eat way to much food. As it is custom to eat at every house that you go to. This year we did a better job spreading the visiting throughout the day but still found ourselves stuffed at the end. Please pray that God will keep opening doors for us to reach out and become part of their lives.
Well shortly after my return from Nabire the Lord answered Julie’s prayer while I was away. She was praying that she would stay healthy until I returned, and she did. But not 2 days after my return Julie was spending her first night in a local Merauke hospital. She woke up Saturday morning with stomach pain. Thinking it was something she ate we didn’t think to much of it. However, Sunday morning rolled around and the pain was still there and possibly worse. Fearing it could be as bad as a ruptured appendix we went to the emergency. The doctor there did their checks but it being Sunday and the following day was a holiday there was no one to run the ultrasound machine. So they admitted her and started her on some antibiotics and pain meds for the night. The next day the ultrasound revealed gallbladder stones which came as a relief as surgery was still likely, but no longer emergency like a ruptured appendix would be. So after one more night to finish the antibiotic treatment we went home to start looking into the next step to bringing health back to Julie. Indonesian local hospitals are set up a bit different in that someone stays with the patience. So the kids had two nights at home without mom and dad. Thankfully the house was still standing and we still had 3 kids when we got home. As we started to work through the process of getting pre approval for the next step, the next challenge arose. Thursday evening the fiber-optic line that brings life to all of Telkomsel’s forms of communication broke somewhere in the ocean. Cell phones, landline (not that there are many of those anymore), and internet all dead. At first not knowing how long this was going to be we waited until Sunday morning before making further plans. However, in the meantime Julie is not really getting any better. So using our newly installed sat tracker in the airplane (it’s a pretty cool device that can send emails and text messages) I was able to communicate with leadership in Sentani and the plan was made for us to travel to Sentani on Monday morning provided I could get tickets. There is another cellular provider in Merauke but due to the large overload on their system as everyone switched, this also became unreliable a good part of the time. Monday morning came and knowing that communications was difficult I went directly to the airport thinking I could purchase tickets directly from the airline. Yep, no go, the airlines don’t sell tickets direclty. Our usual travel agent doesn’t open until 9:00am and the plane departs at 9:30am so I guess we’ll have to go on Tuesday instead. Well as I was going home to tell the family to stand down we will need to wait another day I noticed a travel agent office open on the side of the road not far from home. So on a whem I whipped in and asked. Lion was full but he was going to check Garuada. So about 20 mins. later he called and confirmed that there were still seats available. I met him out front of the Garuada customer service office and handed him some cash and he texted me our booking number and we were off, well almost. Next came check in which reminded me of days long ago when people would hand write out boarding passes and luggage tags. Yes, that is correct, hand written boarding passes and luggage tags for all the passengers, my hand hurts just thinking about it. Then to top it off the last security check stop’s xray machine was broken so TSA was hand inspecting every piece of carry on? On a slight side note if you tell them someone in your party is ill you have to get examined before boarding the plane. So knowing what Julie had I didn’t want the hassle nor have her poked and probe anymore than needed. Julie did well putting on a good face walking through the airport not to get noticed that she was ill. By the time we got to Sentani however she was done.
In Sentani Julie was seen by Dr Di, she is such a blessing to have here in Papua. After seeing Dr. Di we made plans to get Julie to Jakarta for what most likley would be surgery. And at this point we could continue to communicate with insurance again as Sentani was not effected by our fiber-optic line break. Giving Julie an extra day of rest before travelling again we departed to Jakarta Thursday morning and again Julie did good getting to the gate. The trip however was pretty hard on her especially the taxi ride in Jakarta. From the airport we went directly to the hospital for Julie’s appointment. I think there were some strange looks as this family of bule’s (foreigners) walking into the hospital will all their luggage in tow. The kids did well watching our bags and playing on their tablets while I worked through the paper work and Julie did her best weathering the pain and uncomfortable waiting area chairs. Thankfully the Dr. admitted Julie into the hospital that afternoon so no more taxi rides for her until after the surgery. Friday (another holiday as well) morning Julie had her MRI and at which time the need for surgery was confirmed and scheduled for the following morning. Saturday morning Julie had her surgery which went well. Only a little stress for me as the Dr. tried to connect with us while we were at lunch and upon our return from lunch the Dr. was unavailable leaving me unaware of how the surgery went. And as one sits in a small waiting room for what seems like forever, one’s mind starts thinking unpleasant thoughts of worse case scenarios, or maybe that is just me that does that. Julie was released from the hospital on Monday. She is still doing well, gaining strength and stamina daily. We took advantage of the last two days in Jakarta and tried to take a bit of vacation. It’s interesting on days off how easily the rest of and relaxation can be quickly diminished with news of a stressful event back on base. I’ll leave the details of this out. Now as I finish up writing this blog we are in Sentani for a couple days to break up the trip and also have a few extra hours with internet access before heading back to Merauke. All in all the experience wasn’t too bad, good time of learning too trust more deeply in the One Who loves us more than we can ever image.
Blessings and thanksgiving from the Doles.
Just a quick few pictures of Estronamba from the last couple days of flying out of our Nabire base. Heading back home on Friday.
Last week I had the privilege of landing in an area that possibly never had an airplane before. We heard about a local pastor’s wife that was having labor difficulties. The area where they live has a section of the river that is challenging enough that checkout with an instructor pilot is required. However, using Google earth, we were able to find a section of river that would give enough margin and similar in length to another post that I had recently been checked out in. Poepe (-7.662095, 139.662926) is where they were from. Yawimu where we picked them up (-7.824544, 139.668902) to (-7.821953, 139.661793) landing area (-7.824322, 139.675490) the dock. The coordinates in the parentheses if copied and pasted into Google maps or Google earth should bring you to the locations. The larger pictures below were taken with my phone at the dock where we met the mother and father. Yes, the baby was delivered while they were en-route to Yawimu on the river in a boat or what some people would more likely consider a canoe (likely something similar in the smaller picture or in the webpage header).
Even though the baby had already been born they still requested to be taken to the city for a checkup and since we were there it made sense to do so. There was no cell service once they left Poepe to cancel the plane after the delivery. For my sake I’m glad the baby was delivered safely on the boat/canoe rather than in the back of the airplane. Not sure I’m ready for that yet. For the mothers though reading this, maybe the back of an airplane would be nicer than a small boat on a river? Next week I will be taking them back home or at least far as Yawimu, from there they will take the 3 hour boat/canoe ride back to their home.
During a routine flight to Kepi I recently pickup a young man and his mother from Kepi. I’m not sure what he was suffering from, it may have been Dengue Fever which had is bad enough in normal circumstances. If I understood correctly he had been suffering from it for a month by this time, which I don’t think is normal 1-2 weeks typically I believe. Dengue it’s not fun, just ask my kids (I found out this week that the boy was diagnosed with leukemia, not dengue as was mentioned while picking him up). Anyway I started out at a mid range altitude 7500′. However about mid way back (1hr flight) a lot of noise and commotion erupted from the back. The weather wasn’t the greatest that day either so I needed to keep focused on the flying. Our non-flying crew member Bobby (so thankful for having him on board) was able to communicate with me that a lower altitude would be better so down we go 5500′ or 3500′ I don’t remember which but anyway things started to settle down a bit after leveling off briefly at the lower altitude, before continuing down for arrival. It was also a bit of work for Bobby to get everyone involved back in their seats with seat-belts on for landing, again very thankful for having him on board to help in situations like this. Later I learned that the commotion had started when the boy had stopped breathing. Thankful for God’s grace allowing us to arrive back in Merauke with everyone on board still breathing.
Lots of other routine flights being carried out, serving the south coast communities here in Papua. And a few special flights that were routine in nature but special because of the individuals we were serving. However to keep this blog from getting too long winded I’ll save those stories of the special guests and their flights for another time.
Late last week it finally worked out for me to get to Esrotnamba. Its a beautiful area of Papua not to far from Nabire. It’s a large lake located at about 720′ above sea level. Apparently crocs live there which surprised me as to the elevation and isolation of the area. The bonus from what I understand is the crocs make for good eating. And the other bonus besides being incredibly beautiful there are no mosquito on the villages side of the lake. Verified by other visitors. The lake is surrounded by mountainous terrain that not only is covered with jungle but also has a profile similar to this picture of a porous rock found on google
I have no idea how the locals hike over terrain so extreme. It’s likely why there wasn’t much outside contact until a couple years ago when the float plane first flew in there. I didn’t get very many photos on this trip but I will be sure to have my gopro ready for the next time in there. Here are a few good shots from the trip. looking forward to the next time I have the privilege of flying here and serving the people of Esrotnamba. The pictures don’t do it justices so you really just need to come for a visit and have me take you there. I know easier said than done. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year from our family to yours.
Here is a video that was made a couple years ago about the ministry in Esrotnamba.
We’ve been able to make progress even with being short handed at the moment. Today we were able to get the floats back under the air-frame which is a big step as we can know carry on with some final inspection items and finish off the repair and begin rigging and testing the different systems we’ve had apart over the course of this inspection/repair event.
These pictures give the plane a bit more hope of flying again compared to the previous ones. Next week I hope to be able to finish off all the little outstanding details and sign it off as airworthy once again. Tomorrow I head to Sentani for the monthly manager meeting there which means not much progress will happen until Friday.
the dole clan
Greetings from 8° south of the Equator.
As we return to our routine and life here in Merauke we have noticed that some aspects are the same but some have changed. It was nice to return to the same house, neighborhood, eating at our favorite dining locations, and plugging back into our Indonesian church. Along with the old, God has added some big differences or blessing into our lives since we have returned. We have been joined by a new family (they actually arrived here while we were on home assignment while our other teammates moved to a new base). Also I have been given the additional role of base manager along with the flying and maintenance work. This means a bit more paperwork, decisions, and new stresses some days.
In this new role of being base manager I find it a great privilege of leading a this amazing team. We are made up of 1 other expat family (mentioned above) and 5 hopefully soon to be 6 national staff. I liken our team to a well oil machine or a NASCAR pit crew. Each one knowing his/her job/role and is able to do it well. This is a huge blessing as I step into the base manager role, which has extra responsibilities but is a light yoke because of the quality of our team here.
These pictures were recently taken during our AVSEC (Aviation Securtiy) awareness course that Berto pictured in the upper picture lead for our team. And even though you can’t see it in the pictures, you know its hot when sitting in the shade you are still wiping sweat off your forehead.
During this transitions of roles we find our team here in Merauke neck deep in maintenance yet again. These pictures were taken a couple days ago when Julie brought the kids to the hanger to do a writing assignment for school. According to one of the papers there wasn’t much hope of MAO flying again. Thankfully though with some more hard work and some TLC we hope to up and flying sometime this month. I leave the finishing date a bit open ended as licensed man power has been a moving target these days. Since the kids visit we made some visible progress with the cabin almost all back in and the engine area is all closed up. Just need to get those floats back under her.
While out hiking in the mountains right before we returned home to Indonesia I was on the hunt for something. At the moment I did not have a clue what it was but I wanted to find something that could represent everything that Greg and I had learned, experienced, and walked through during our furlough and even our 18 years of marriage. As I was walking along the river bank with friends Greg walks over and hands me something and then walks away. When I looked down at what he had given me I just first smiled at the rock that I was holding. For it was in the shape of a heart and next day was to be our 18th wedding anniversary. I took a couple of steps and then I had to really work at holding my tears a bay since I was in a group of people. God softly touched me and said here is what you were looking for.
As the group and I kept walking along the bank my fingers kept running over the heart shape rock and the word faithful kept running through my mind. I thought back to our last few months before furlough when God asked us to walk along side our friends as they grieved the loss of a child. I had pictures of the wedding held in our yard for our neighbors daughter. I saw my son Isaac laugh with the specialist that he saw and the joy that I saw slowly return through the months at home. I witness my husband break free from something that has been a struggle our entire marriage. My breath caught every time I remembered how God blessed my son Franklin by all the opportunities to be apart of his passion for farm life. I remember the feel of holding my new niece for the first time. And saying good by to my beloved grandmother one last time. Pictures of my daughters laughter as she loved on as many animals as she could while home.
Finally, when the day ended with the group and Greg and I were by ourselves I told him that I still had the rock that he gave me. He was a little surprised that I kept it for he had no idea that I was looking for something to begin with. Or the very special moment that God shared with me while walking along the river that day. And yes, the rock did travel all the way back with me to Indonesia and is actually right next to the computer as I am writing this blog. And to be honest there is not a day that has gone by since returning to Indonesia that I have not glanced at it and felt the Faithfulness of my Lord.
For you see God was faithful in helping us arrive safely with all 15 bags (with none of them opened) to Indonesia. God was faithful when my husband had a landing incident that caused some damage to one of the floats the first time back into a plane. God has been faithful in helping us remove all the rats that moved into our home while we were away. God has been faithful with the start of another school year. Now, that does not mean it has all been easy for I have had to remind myself many times through out the day that God is faithful and I need to let myself truly learn to trust him. Now, when I am faced with something God gentle reminds me that He is faithful and to just be still, rest in him, and not try to fix everything.
I am so thankful for the beautiful treasure that the Lord allowed my husband to put into my hands. And for the gentle reminder that it does not matter what comes my way for my God is FAITHFUL and I can praise him no matter what I am going through.
Our family furlough video 2017, brief visual of our families involvement in, ministry, recreation and general life.