Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Flour

Rhonda likes to make bread, especially whole wheat bread. When we left last year we could get it in 3 kilo bags but when we returned nada. No one carried it anymore. Someone at the store decided no one wants it anymore and that was that. Actually that kind of thing happens suprinsingly often. Anyway, after at least a month of searching I finally managed to get some. The only available in the region as a matter of fact. So now we have a 50 kilo (110 lb) sack of flour in the laundry room. We are trying to guess how many months it will last.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Cisnes


We returned from Puerto Cisnes yesterday. We left Saturday near noon and drove the 112 miles in 3.5 hours. Rained the whole day, which isn't unusual this time of the year. Sunday we met with some of the folks and shared with them how much will be decided in this (in comparison to the scope of eternity) tiny span of our life.
We saw again how much we need a couple to come live in Cisnes to pastor that new church.
We returned Monday morning again taking some 3.5 hours.
I would guess that 2/3 of the route is now paved and it's a great drive. But that other 1/3 is pretty rough. Today we are pretty sore and trying to recouperate so I can preach on Sunday here in Aysen.

Friday, August 07, 2009

Repair work

Just before we came back to Chile I broke down and bought a riding lawnmower. It's nice, new, but it didn't work. Something didn't get adjusted right at the factory and I couldn't start it. It flooded almost immediately. That's the danger of buying stuff and not being able to try it out before you ship it. Anyway, yesterday I went and got the local small engine mechanic and we messed around with it for a couple hours. He finally figured out the problem and the best way to fix it. So now, I put the choke on, turn the starter, and pull a string. That's right, my shiny new mower has a string running up to the wheel that I pull to do something or other so the thing will start. Oh well, I guess that's life on the mission field. I gave the mechanic a set of screwdrivers for his trouble. He thought I gave him too much but said he'll make it up on the next job.