On September 28th Tom and I left on an expedition that has been in the planning for over three years. The reason it has taken so long to make this trip is due to its extremely remote location, and the expense required in reaching it. The village is called Masekenari but after doing some research we found that it actually has other names like Konashen and Gunns. But since it was taking so long, and the entire Region 9 had all been preached except this one village, Tom started making a more concentrated effort to reach it. Despite the fact that it’s a small village, only around 200 people including children, but our goal is to bear thorough witness! And thanks to Jehovah, the many obstacles that were preventing the trip were removed, and the trip was a huge success!
Before I get too far I would just like to apologize for the length of this post. I tried desperately to condense the story as much as possible but there is just so much that must be told! Feel free to skip around as you see fit, I have added subheadings to make it easier to navigate, otherwise enjoy!
The Second half of the tractor ride had a lot of Jungle parts which was much cooler and more interesting. They stopped a few times where there was water to drink and bathe. We didn’t drink the water but we had a nice time resting at least. Then around 5pm we finally got to Parabara, but the water was still too high for the tractor to pass through to reach the village. So we unloaded our 40 gallons of fuel, 300 lbs of literature and our bags and re-loaded it into a canoe, or as they call them, Dugouts. The Dugouts are tough but they are very easy to tip over! We tried not to think of how terrible it would be if the dugout flipped and all our literature got soaked. Fortunately it didn’t but we were very nervous the whole time since it was loaded up and riding very low in the water.
- - Parabara Village - -
So the rain fell hard for about 30 minutes and then lightened up, so we got back in the boat and continued. Being in the rain wasn't the worst part, it was the Cold! And you are probably thinking "Shouldn't it be hot in the Amazon?" And yes it is quite hot when the sun is out, but at night it gets very cool, especially if you are wet and there is a constant breeze blowing on you. We endured this for about an hour, Tom was next to me bent over in the fetal position he was so cold, and he's never cold so you know it was pretty bad. Then he suddenly gets up, goes up to where some provisions are in front of the boat, crawls under the tarp and sits there! I was thinking "that can't be comfortable but it must be better than freezing to death all night!" So I pulled the tarp up that was behind me and crawled on top of our bags, also in the fetal position. The Tarp was perfect for blocking the wind but it smelled bad underneath and there were still some creepy critters under there from running into the debris. But it was still better than the cold, so I closed my eyes prayed for strength and endurance, and tried to sleep.
Compared with the previous night the rest of our travel was pretty uneventful, the only real excitement came when we reached the falls or rapids. These rapids are very wide sections of the Essequibo where the rocks were uncovered by low tide. They didn't pose much of a threat but I really enjoyed the excitement of going up the rapids! Emmiche was very good at finding the best path to take but there were times when the motor was on full and we were barely moving! Once or twice I thought we might starting going backwards, but after maneuvering a bit we made it through. There were five areas with falls and only two of them were very big.
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