Well there you go, I thought I’d have loads of time to catch up with things over Christmas, including this blog, but it seems life the universe and everything just got in the way.
Not long after I last blogged I took some people to Inhambane on the east coast of Mozambique. (Mozambique actually only has an east coast so that is stating the obvious really – a bit like saying a long necked giraffe). Anyway we were there for a few days with them whilst they sorted some details of a project they were involved in.
At the beginning of December I flew a missionary family to Vilanculos to start a month of missions work. I was due to collect them again tomorrow but three of them got malaria (one of them got it twice) and they actually needed fetching on the 26th December. As our son was home for only a short time, another pilot went up to get them.
There have been a number of other flights during December and then a whole run of flights during our two week Christmas shutdown, most of which seemed to involve more than a fair share of inclement weather. One involved going in and out of Jo’burg International which always keeps you on your toes but what should have been less than two and a half hours of flying turned into over four due to the weather, but at least the plane was clean afterwards! Another was a long two days collecting some guys from the SA/Moz border and flying them to Pretoria and back and the last one was a medivac from Mozambique which I have blogged about separately.
So, Christmas came and went but not much rest was had. We hit New Year still running from last year. My birthday even came and went without much time to reflect – not a bad thing I guess at my age!
Lastly, and the subject of another blog, was a whole week and a half’s planning for a flight that never actually happened. It was delayed till later in January and was supposed to involve taking a load of water purifying chemicals from Malawi to Zimbabwe.
09 January 2009
31 December 2008
Merry Christmas and a Busy New Year
We got a call between Christmas and New Year to do a medical evacuation off an island in the Indian Ocean just off the coast of Mozambique. We couldn't go straight away because of the weather but went at first light the next day.
The cloud that lifted just enough for us to get the plane to the local international airport on the Monday afternoon, enveloped it on Tuesday morning and we took off with about 50m visibility. First stop was Maputo where the cloud was at a 1000 ft but adequate for an instrument approach. We picked the paramedic up and were soon on our way back up through the cloud for the island of Bazaruto two hours north.
After landing there, an old door less Land Rover doubled as an ambulance labouring along a heavily sandy track to where the patient was and where the paramedic spent an hour with her before she was ready to make the return trip to the plane. It was then only a 20 min hop to Vilanculos, the small international airport on the mainland. A satellite phone call here revealed that the weather back in South Africa was still grim and that the airport was closed. Our only feasible option was to divert back to Maputo where there was medical help. Our flight was relatively straight forward although we did have to alter course slightly to the west for an hour to avoid a shed load of thunderstorms that had ganged up to form a system about 100 miles long. In Maputo the patient was taken to the local hospital for further checks and we had to find alternative accommodation for the night. The next day dawned slowly through the overcast and it wasn't until mid morning that we received word that the cloud had lifted enough in Nelspruit for us to attempt an approach. The patient and paramedic joined us again and we flew right down to minimums before landing back home just after midday on New Years Eve.
The cloud that lifted just enough for us to get the plane to the local international airport on the Monday afternoon, enveloped it on Tuesday morning and we took off with about 50m visibility. First stop was Maputo where the cloud was at a 1000 ft but adequate for an instrument approach. We picked the paramedic up and were soon on our way back up through the cloud for the island of Bazaruto two hours north.
After landing there, an old door less Land Rover doubled as an ambulance labouring along a heavily sandy track to where the patient was and where the paramedic spent an hour with her before she was ready to make the return trip to the plane. It was then only a 20 min hop to Vilanculos, the small international airport on the mainland. A satellite phone call here revealed that the weather back in South Africa was still grim and that the airport was closed. Our only feasible option was to divert back to Maputo where there was medical help. Our flight was relatively straight forward although we did have to alter course slightly to the west for an hour to avoid a shed load of thunderstorms that had ganged up to form a system about 100 miles long. In Maputo the patient was taken to the local hospital for further checks and we had to find alternative accommodation for the night. The next day dawned slowly through the overcast and it wasn't until mid morning that we received word that the cloud had lifted enough in Nelspruit for us to attempt an approach. The patient and paramedic joined us again and we flew right down to minimums before landing back home just after midday on New Years Eve.
The ambulance and plane after landing back in Nelspruit.
Thank you to those of you who pray about these things for us. In the conditions we had the last few days, we certainly notice the difference.
Paul and Cathy
20 December 2008
Hope for Zimbabwe
Just before Christmas we were contacted by a couple of mission organisations to fly some water purification chemicals into Zimbabwe.
Thing is, the chemicals were in Blantyre, Malawi and they need to get to Bulawayo in Zim.
Driving them in was impractical and in any case the need was immediate but we planned to do the flight as soon as we could get the flight permits and other paperwork sorted.
We managed to get the flight permits for entry into Malawi and Zimbabwe fairly quickly and verified that that the airports we need to visit in Malawi and Botswana had fuel. The customs import/export paperwork was a little more awkward to arrange so we delayed the trip by a few days as the last thing we wanted was to have the aircraft (and ourselves) impounded in Zim.
We planned fly up to Blantyre where we would load the chemicals. The next day we would fly to Bulawayo and deliver them to churches who would arrange for transportation to those in need. We thought we might spend one night in Bulawayo and then return to SA the next day. The whole trip would be about 1700 miles and involve five different countries.
We wrote many letters to customs officials in Malawi and Zimbabwe stating that the cargo was a gift and will not be sold and we arranged for clearing, and access for a vehicle to the plane for loading and unloading at the respective airports. There wasn’t much more to do except get in the plane and go. The weather has even cleared up in Nelspruit where we live although I was expecting to have to deal with a bit of weather on the way up to Malawi.
All that was required was two sets of funds. One for us for the cost of the fuel for the plane and one to cover the export and import duties of the supplies. These had been raised in Canada and wired to South Africa at the beginning of the week but didn't arrive. We delayed the flight a day and then another day waiting for the money to come, but it didn't. The warehouse in Blantyre closed today and wouldn’t open again till after New Year, so we ran out of time.
This time Africa wasn't to blame. Basically the funds had been sent from Canada with a note for the bank to check back with the donor before being transferred. That had been done but when it got routed through New York the note popped up on someone's computer again and the transaction was delayed and unfortunately no one relised until it was too late.
So, there I sat at home with a lot of unspent energy after a week of almost constant planning and anticipation. The next day I went for a long long bike ride with a mate from church which helped calm some of that.
We are terribly disappointed for the people of Zimbabwe that we could not bring this life-saving Christmas present to them. We did however resolve to go in the New Year. It will mean a lot of phoning, faxing, emailing and re-applying but if it helps a whole bunch of people it will be well worth it.
Paul and Cathy
Thing is, the chemicals were in Blantyre, Malawi and they need to get to Bulawayo in Zim.
Driving them in was impractical and in any case the need was immediate but we planned to do the flight as soon as we could get the flight permits and other paperwork sorted.
We managed to get the flight permits for entry into Malawi and Zimbabwe fairly quickly and verified that that the airports we need to visit in Malawi and Botswana had fuel. The customs import/export paperwork was a little more awkward to arrange so we delayed the trip by a few days as the last thing we wanted was to have the aircraft (and ourselves) impounded in Zim.
We planned fly up to Blantyre where we would load the chemicals. The next day we would fly to Bulawayo and deliver them to churches who would arrange for transportation to those in need. We thought we might spend one night in Bulawayo and then return to SA the next day. The whole trip would be about 1700 miles and involve five different countries.
We wrote many letters to customs officials in Malawi and Zimbabwe stating that the cargo was a gift and will not be sold and we arranged for clearing, and access for a vehicle to the plane for loading and unloading at the respective airports. There wasn’t much more to do except get in the plane and go. The weather has even cleared up in Nelspruit where we live although I was expecting to have to deal with a bit of weather on the way up to Malawi.
All that was required was two sets of funds. One for us for the cost of the fuel for the plane and one to cover the export and import duties of the supplies. These had been raised in Canada and wired to South Africa at the beginning of the week but didn't arrive. We delayed the flight a day and then another day waiting for the money to come, but it didn't. The warehouse in Blantyre closed today and wouldn’t open again till after New Year, so we ran out of time.
This time Africa wasn't to blame. Basically the funds had been sent from Canada with a note for the bank to check back with the donor before being transferred. That had been done but when it got routed through New York the note popped up on someone's computer again and the transaction was delayed and unfortunately no one relised until it was too late.
So, there I sat at home with a lot of unspent energy after a week of almost constant planning and anticipation. The next day I went for a long long bike ride with a mate from church which helped calm some of that.
We are terribly disappointed for the people of Zimbabwe that we could not bring this life-saving Christmas present to them. We did however resolve to go in the New Year. It will mean a lot of phoning, faxing, emailing and re-applying but if it helps a whole bunch of people it will be well worth it.
Paul and Cathy
14 November 2008
Every now and then
Every now and then we get to do something really fun.
Our little bit of indulgence comes in the shape of a night away at a very prestigious private game lodge about two hours drive away.
The only condition is that we (read Cathy) run a clinic for the staff on Saturday morning. It is a joint effort though as she has taught me to do blood pressures and weigh people and that, along with finding the patients records in the file, keeps me busy and looking somewhat official and professional.
Then we go to the lodge for a meal, after which we are whisked away on an evening/night game drive. Back from that at 21:00 for another meal before an early night and a 05:00 call for coffee and biscuits and another comprehensive game drive the following day. All together quite pleasant and enjoyable.
It is arranged through one of the Christian clinics Cathy works with. They were asked by the lodge to try and provide cover each week end, and we probably get to go about three times a year.
We won't blog every time we go but to give you an idea of some of the stuff we get to see we'll include a few pictures below.
The Clinic
Rhino
Lion
Elephant
Our little bit of indulgence comes in the shape of a night away at a very prestigious private game lodge about two hours drive away.
The only condition is that we (read Cathy) run a clinic for the staff on Saturday morning. It is a joint effort though as she has taught me to do blood pressures and weigh people and that, along with finding the patients records in the file, keeps me busy and looking somewhat official and professional.
Then we go to the lodge for a meal, after which we are whisked away on an evening/night game drive. Back from that at 21:00 for another meal before an early night and a 05:00 call for coffee and biscuits and another comprehensive game drive the following day. All together quite pleasant and enjoyable.
It is arranged through one of the Christian clinics Cathy works with. They were asked by the lodge to try and provide cover each week end, and we probably get to go about three times a year.
We won't blog every time we go but to give you an idea of some of the stuff we get to see we'll include a few pictures below.
The Clinic
Rhino
Lion
Leopard
Elephant
25 September 2008
Pemba Medivac
"It's a go", crackled the voice on the telephone.
These were words that meant we could spring into action but three 'o' clock in the afternoon was now a bit late in the day.
We had been advised of the possibility of doing a medivac at midday and had got ourselves and the plane ready. The patient had been admitted to hospital and the doctors had suspected meningitis or cerebral malaria, either of which could lead to death within a day or two if immediate treatment wasn't given. But the patient was more than half way back to the equator from where we were and getting to them that day was now out of the question. Pemba is on the very north coast of Mozambique more than a thousand miles from Mercy Air and even in a plane that does over 170 mph, it was going to be a long way.
We have friends a third of the way up in Beira and a quick phone call secured us a lift from the airport and a bed for the night - we were very grateful. We arrived after dark and were up again before dawn to continue up to Pemba. The patient in question was actually a friend of ours from previous mission trips and had asked Cathy to come along to monitor him during the flight. In a way it was good to see him again although not quite under these circumstances. After airport paperwork and waiting for the patient to arrive from the hospital we back in the air and on our way home, this time loaded up with his wife and two kids, one of which was just nine months old.
These were words that meant we could spring into action but three 'o' clock in the afternoon was now a bit late in the day.
We had been advised of the possibility of doing a medivac at midday and had got ourselves and the plane ready. The patient had been admitted to hospital and the doctors had suspected meningitis or cerebral malaria, either of which could lead to death within a day or two if immediate treatment wasn't given. But the patient was more than half way back to the equator from where we were and getting to them that day was now out of the question. Pemba is on the very north coast of Mozambique more than a thousand miles from Mercy Air and even in a plane that does over 170 mph, it was going to be a long way.
We have friends a third of the way up in Beira and a quick phone call secured us a lift from the airport and a bed for the night - we were very grateful. We arrived after dark and were up again before dawn to continue up to Pemba. The patient in question was actually a friend of ours from previous mission trips and had asked Cathy to come along to monitor him during the flight. In a way it was good to see him again although not quite under these circumstances. After airport paperwork and waiting for the patient to arrive from the hospital we back in the air and on our way home, this time loaded up with his wife and two kids, one of which was just nine months old.
There's not much you can say about seven hours of flying at 10,000ft, and the haze from the bush fires meant that the view was only slightly more interesting than the hour and a half of dark after the sun went down.
We landed safely in South Africa last night just after 19:00 and they rang us this morning to say that he had been kept in hospital till two in the morning after extensive tests. So far things are looking good but they will stay here for at least the next week for observation and treatment if necessary.
So, it was another of those occasions where your whole day is changed by a single phone call. We were privileged to be the ones who were able to practically offer assistance but without the prayers and support of people like yourselves, we or Mercy Air would not be in that position.
Thank you.
Paul and Cathy
13 September 2008
The Perfect Romantic Coup
Fly Cathy to Mozambique for our anniversary and have a candlelit dinner in the evening.
And that's exactly what happened, although as you might guess, that was only the tip of the iceberg as far as the story was concerned.
The reason we were actually flying to Mozambique on our anniversary was to take a doctor team to Marromeu on the Zambezi River. The candlelit dinner was courtesy of the fact that the missionaries at whose house we found ourselves that night don't have electricity, and candles were the only way to light up the rice, beans, chicken and green veg we had for dinner.
It was still romantic, and a very worthwhile trip. We have flown this group many times before and they had asked Cathy to accompany us as she knows about a lot of things that many doctors from the US haven't even heard of. The missionaries there have been working into the Delta region of the Zambezi for many years. They used to travel three days by dugout canoe to get there, stay a week, and then three days back often traveling at night to catch the tides. Our helicopter does the trip in 20 minutes and so each day it made a number of flights in order to get the doctors and translators to the remote village of Ibo. Paul stayed in Marromeu to fuel the heli each time it returned.
The work in the delta is a pressing one. There are huge amounts of people who don't have access to any medical care whatsoever.
It is your prayers and support that help us go back to bring Christ's love to those people in need.
Thank you.
Paul and Cathy
And that's exactly what happened, although as you might guess, that was only the tip of the iceberg as far as the story was concerned.
The reason we were actually flying to Mozambique on our anniversary was to take a doctor team to Marromeu on the Zambezi River. The candlelit dinner was courtesy of the fact that the missionaries at whose house we found ourselves that night don't have electricity, and candles were the only way to light up the rice, beans, chicken and green veg we had for dinner.
It was still romantic, and a very worthwhile trip. We have flown this group many times before and they had asked Cathy to accompany us as she knows about a lot of things that many doctors from the US haven't even heard of. The missionaries there have been working into the Delta region of the Zambezi for many years. They used to travel three days by dugout canoe to get there, stay a week, and then three days back often traveling at night to catch the tides. Our helicopter does the trip in 20 minutes and so each day it made a number of flights in order to get the doctors and translators to the remote village of Ibo. Paul stayed in Marromeu to fuel the heli each time it returned.
The work in the delta is a pressing one. There are huge amounts of people who don't have access to any medical care whatsoever.
It is your prayers and support that help us go back to bring Christ's love to those people in need.
Thank you.
Paul and Cathy
Mocuba
"I have a flight permit number for you." These were good words to hear over the satellite phone when I called to give my regular half hourly position report. I had less than an hour to run to Beira International Airport in Mozambique which was my first port of call on a flight taking people up who were involved in a re-development project. The trip had been arranged at relatively short notice but a national holiday in Mozambique the previous day had prevented us obtaining the official permit number. The only way forward was to set off early in the morning and have the Mercy Air office phone whilst the flight was taking place. Being armed with this short assortment of 'official' letters and numbers would potentially avoid a lot of hassle and red tape on my arrival at Beira.
I was met by a Christian friend of ours who lives and works in Beira. Knowing we were coming his way he had asked us to buy some 'hard-to-obtain' groceries in South Africa and bring them up. He was glad for the small stash of luxury we could provide. He is also a pilot and introduced me to Hans, a German friend of his who was refueling his plane just in front of ours. Hans was doing low level game count survey flying and two days earlier had been taking off after refueling at Cuamba, a military airfield two hours flight to the north. He had heard a 'rat-ta-tat' and after years of flying in the Congo recognised it as machine gun fire. He quickly banked and flew at tree top level away from the airfield. On landing back in Beira he found two bullet holes, one had gone through the wing and missed the fuel tank by less than 30cm, the other had hit the belly of the aircraft, entered a tool box and had destroyed a monkey wrench. Had it of gone further it might well of hit his wife who was sitting in the back seat. We looked at the bullet holes and exchanged stories. Mercy Air had been in Cuamba only two weeks earlier in the very plane I was flying and Cathy and I had taken a mission team up there the previous year.
This is a very isolated incident but it just got me thinking that when we ask you to pray for safety, it doesn't just cover weather, good decision making and the mechanical integrity of the aircraft.
Added to that, a few weeks ago we were awoken at two in the morning by four men trying to break into our house. They broke three of six welds on the burglar bars but were flightened away when Paul went investigating with a torch. We are now in the process of upgrading our alarm system!
Other than that, Cathy has delivered 4 or 5 babies since we last wrote and Matthew spent two weeks with us as he had a wedding shoot in our area. He also managed to fix our computer so it worked at a modern speed.
Next week we are both off to Moz with a team doing a medical mission in the Zambezi Delta. Likely another short update then.
Thanks again for your prayers and support.
Paul and Cathy
I was met by a Christian friend of ours who lives and works in Beira. Knowing we were coming his way he had asked us to buy some 'hard-to-obtain' groceries in South Africa and bring them up. He was glad for the small stash of luxury we could provide. He is also a pilot and introduced me to Hans, a German friend of his who was refueling his plane just in front of ours. Hans was doing low level game count survey flying and two days earlier had been taking off after refueling at Cuamba, a military airfield two hours flight to the north. He had heard a 'rat-ta-tat' and after years of flying in the Congo recognised it as machine gun fire. He quickly banked and flew at tree top level away from the airfield. On landing back in Beira he found two bullet holes, one had gone through the wing and missed the fuel tank by less than 30cm, the other had hit the belly of the aircraft, entered a tool box and had destroyed a monkey wrench. Had it of gone further it might well of hit his wife who was sitting in the back seat. We looked at the bullet holes and exchanged stories. Mercy Air had been in Cuamba only two weeks earlier in the very plane I was flying and Cathy and I had taken a mission team up there the previous year.
This is a very isolated incident but it just got me thinking that when we ask you to pray for safety, it doesn't just cover weather, good decision making and the mechanical integrity of the aircraft.
Added to that, a few weeks ago we were awoken at two in the morning by four men trying to break into our house. They broke three of six welds on the burglar bars but were flightened away when Paul went investigating with a torch. We are now in the process of upgrading our alarm system!
Other than that, Cathy has delivered 4 or 5 babies since we last wrote and Matthew spent two weeks with us as he had a wedding shoot in our area. He also managed to fix our computer so it worked at a modern speed.
Next week we are both off to Moz with a team doing a medical mission in the Zambezi Delta. Likely another short update then.
Thanks again for your prayers and support.
Paul and Cathy
02 June 2008
Can you fly to Livingstone... now?
Some have written recently wondering if we're still alive.
The good news is that we are, although finding time to write about what we've been up to seems night on impossible. Here's an attempt.
Paul has done a number of flights (as you would hope and expect). A more recent one saw him fly to Livingstone in Zambia - with 20 minutes notice. It was actually for another organisation who's pilot couldn't do the flight at the very last minute, and was a good exercise in planning as you go! It turned out to be a big day (and half a big night) and covered 1500 miles which is about the same as going from London to the north of Africa and half way back.
This Wednesday he has a flight to the north of Mozambique, returning the following day. The equivalent distance here would get him from the UK to Newfoundland.
Cathy continues to be busy at Africa School of Missions with the student nurses as well as being involved with a new birthing centre that has been set up in White River. In early August she is hoping to deliver the baby of one of the Mercy Air families.
From the beginning of July Cathy will be responsible for Mercy Air's hospitality ministry as the current co-ordinator is going on maternity leave. This is the best part of a full time job but is an important ministry to missionaries from Mozambique. Go to http://www.mercyair.org/ and click on 'Hospitality' to see more.
Matthew visited us again a few weeks back and got to do a couple of photo shoots while he was here. He will next be up in August to shoot a few weddings.
When not hiding behind his lens he is spending some restoring an MG Midget.
Last weekend we hosted a missionary friend whom we knew in Lesotho and who is now working in Zimbabwe. When we went there for a holiday years ago we bought back a few bank notes as souvenirs. We still have them, a 5, 10 and 20 Zim Dollar note. Our friend was kind enough to donate a few of her current Zim notes to our collection and we now have a 10, 50 and a 250 million Zim Dollar note. So, we're millionaires, although the reality is that you need three of the 50 million ones to buy a can of Coke!
A number of Mercy Air staff are on furlough at the moment which again puts a lot pressure on the ones still here. Paul has therefore been extremely busy in the office. We are looking to sell our Beech 18 and he recently flew with it to Johannesburg to show it off to some prospective buyers. He then worked on various proposals for it's replacement which we are hoping will be a pressurised turboprop aircraft. We have also had a big Civil Aviation inspection last week which he had to prepare for.
Mercy Air's helicopter is currently busy in the Zambezi Delta with mission and food distribution work. Matthias Reuter the pilot writes:
"After an intensive maintenance service, the Mercy Air helicopter was once again on its way to the poorest of the poor. We started working immediately after our flight from South Africa to the small town of Tambara on the Zambezi river. The goal of our mission was to provide further help to the victims of the flood at the beginning of the year. Using our helicopter, we transported many tons of goods in cargo nets to the people who lost everything in the border region between Mozambique and Zimbabwe.
The good news is that we are, although finding time to write about what we've been up to seems night on impossible. Here's an attempt.
Paul has done a number of flights (as you would hope and expect). A more recent one saw him fly to Livingstone in Zambia - with 20 minutes notice. It was actually for another organisation who's pilot couldn't do the flight at the very last minute, and was a good exercise in planning as you go! It turned out to be a big day (and half a big night) and covered 1500 miles which is about the same as going from London to the north of Africa and half way back.
This Wednesday he has a flight to the north of Mozambique, returning the following day. The equivalent distance here would get him from the UK to Newfoundland.
Cathy continues to be busy at Africa School of Missions with the student nurses as well as being involved with a new birthing centre that has been set up in White River. In early August she is hoping to deliver the baby of one of the Mercy Air families.
From the beginning of July Cathy will be responsible for Mercy Air's hospitality ministry as the current co-ordinator is going on maternity leave. This is the best part of a full time job but is an important ministry to missionaries from Mozambique. Go to http://www.mercyair.org/ and click on 'Hospitality' to see more.
Matthew visited us again a few weeks back and got to do a couple of photo shoots while he was here. He will next be up in August to shoot a few weddings.
When not hiding behind his lens he is spending some restoring an MG Midget.
Last weekend we hosted a missionary friend whom we knew in Lesotho and who is now working in Zimbabwe. When we went there for a holiday years ago we bought back a few bank notes as souvenirs. We still have them, a 5, 10 and 20 Zim Dollar note. Our friend was kind enough to donate a few of her current Zim notes to our collection and we now have a 10, 50 and a 250 million Zim Dollar note. So, we're millionaires, although the reality is that you need three of the 50 million ones to buy a can of Coke!
A number of Mercy Air staff are on furlough at the moment which again puts a lot pressure on the ones still here. Paul has therefore been extremely busy in the office. We are looking to sell our Beech 18 and he recently flew with it to Johannesburg to show it off to some prospective buyers. He then worked on various proposals for it's replacement which we are hoping will be a pressurised turboprop aircraft. We have also had a big Civil Aviation inspection last week which he had to prepare for.
Mercy Air's helicopter is currently busy in the Zambezi Delta with mission and food distribution work. Matthias Reuter the pilot writes:
"After an intensive maintenance service, the Mercy Air helicopter was once again on its way to the poorest of the poor. We started working immediately after our flight from South Africa to the small town of Tambara on the Zambezi river. The goal of our mission was to provide further help to the victims of the flood at the beginning of the year. Using our helicopter, we transported many tons of goods in cargo nets to the people who lost everything in the border region between Mozambique and Zimbabwe.
Further downstream we brought more than 25 tons of food to a remote region at the shores of the Zambezi river. Everything from rice to beans, to flour and cooking oil was safely carried in the cargo netsbeneath the helicopter to the people in need.We were also able to provide medical support. In collaboration with the government of Mozambique, we carried out several vaccination campaigns for children and were able to airlift medical personnel to several remote villages. For most of the local people this is the only possibility to get medical help and medicine. Thank you very much for your help and support - it makes it possible for the "wings of love for people in need" to fly again - tomorrow."
We are looking forward to a number of UK visitors this winter/summer. It will be good to take some time off and show them the sights of Mpumalanga as well as go lion hunting in Kruger Park.
As a final note we were musing recently about our life here, and wondering what state we have got to when our greatest relaxation seems to come from hurtling round the local forests on a mountain bike. We can philosophise, but for us four races in five weekends will leave the body tired but the mind well refreshed.
Thank you
Paul and Cathy
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