Tag: missionaries
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Diuwi’s legacy
I piled out of the six-seat airplane into thick, deep mud hidden by tall grass. My heart still raced from my first jungle airstrip landing. We cleared tree tops on final approach by inches before rumbling into axle-deep ruts in the grassy muck. Thick brown mud now dripped from surface of the previously red and white Cessna 206. I was amazed these airframes withstood such abuse on each landing, day after day, year after year. But this was normal operations for jungle aviation…
Cleverly Disguised 