Tag Archives: missionary pilot

When Popping Off is Necessary

When I joined MAF in 1977, the training department was teaching pilots how to execute a “flap pop-off.” This technique allowed the airplane to “unstick” itself and get flying at a very slow speed when trying to take-off from an extremely muddy airstrip…a trick that became quite useful when I flew in Ecuador.

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So Many Reasons to Leave, One Reason to Stay

September 26th 2011 we arrived in Kinshasa, bright eyed and bushy tailed. It feels like I have been here forever and yet also like I just arrived. Next week I will be heading back to Canada to have our first baby!

I am returning home because in the DR Congo, even in the capital city, there […]

Hope Deferred, Help Delivered

It was going to be a great Saturday. We were heading to the pool when my husband got the call. There was a woman interior in need of an emergency evacuation. She was having a difficult labor and both her life and the baby’s were at risk if she didn’t get to good medical care fast.

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Nothing Like Mama’s Cookin’

Last year, one of the most popular blog posts we shared dealt with unique aviation tips from our missionary pilots. The list included ideas about the best way to handle some of the unique cargo MAF transports, like ducks, snakes and pigs. There was even a blog post last year about crocodiles in the cockpit.

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A Good Dose of Medicine

From my low altitude I can see nearly every detail of the surface below. Ordinarily, I would be comfortably cruising thousands of feet above Lesotho’s extremely mountainous landscape. But today I’m forced to fly beneath an ominous gray cloud layer, in the middle of thick haze, twisting and turning with the contours of the jagged […]

First Valentine

I inhabited the sky that day. Jesus let me play with clouds, soar with eagles and race the wind. He showed me sights that multitudes dreamt of, many yearned for, but few realized. Clearly He cared enough to grant my deepest desires.

So why was I angry?

A few minutes before, I was cruising west, high in […]