Saturday, September 25, 2010

Nice openings into VP8 - Falkland Islands

I recently added some more radio gear to my ever growing collection which comprises of a few more antenna's and a Ft-1000MP Mark-V to help bow the shack table some more.
I strung up a Carolina Windom 160 by Radio Works last weekend which joins my collection of home made delta loops, wires, beams and verticals. You can never have too many radios or antenna's hi hi.
Since the the CW160 was up I have made lots of great QSO,s on 80m, 40m, 20m, 17m, 15m & 12m. I have yet to try it out on 160m, 30m & 10m but the results so far on the other bands have been very surprising.

The antenna is 265ft long and is suspending by trees in a more or less straight line and it is nice and stealth like not causing any complaints so far which always helps to keep things peaceful.

The new addition - Yaesu Ft1000MP MK-V fine tunes the antenna well using the onboard atu, the antenna is less than 2:1 at worst across all of the HF bands and is at 1:1 on 160m without the atu in its present configuration.

I've put good signals into K, VE, CO, 7V & CU on 18m using the CW160 and WX, K, TR, VO, VA, CO, & VP on 20m. VP also on 12m. On 40m & 80m the CW160 is working as expected putting out a big signal whilst receiving a very low noise level, I have heard plenty of JA coming in on both 40m & 80m at around 5/7 signals.

The highlight of this weeks radio activity from the shack has got to be working TR8CA - Gabon on 14MHz and best of all was VP8LP - Falkland Islands on 12M where I got to work bob for a second time at a distance of 8000 miles.
I got lucky again Saturday evening on 14MHz and managed to work VP8DLB also on the Falkland Islands. The picture below shows the MK-V receiving VP8DLB - Gary at 5/7 through the CW160 which at the time was the strongest performer out of my Hustler 6BTV and Delta loop which I kept switching between.

I am really enjoying some of the nice openings that have been happening of late with QSO's over very long distances becoming a daily occurrence, I have also worked a few nice openings into VK from the mobile again, whilst driving to work in the mornings.

Hope to catch some of you somewhere on the bands, thanks for passing by & best 73. Good DXing!

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Mary Kathini; Priestess of Lakeview

It seems as though our Father likes the name Mary. He gives it to the most wonderful of people. There is the Virgin Mary mother of Jesus, Mary Magdalene the first to see and hear the resurrected Lord, Mary the sister of Martha and Lazarus who is the example of always waiting on the Lord and Mary who washed the Lord’s feet.

I would like to introduce you to another favored woman named Mary; Mary Kathini … Priestess of Lakeview. At present Mary lives in Lakeview which is one of the poorest suburbs in Nakuru Kenya. We met Mary on our second missionary trip to Kenya when God began to extend His Kingdom to the residents of the Nakuru slums. What I remember first about Mary is her quiet demeanor, sweet face and explosive smile. Mary truly loves God. Although Mary is never showy or dramatic about her relationship with Christ, her love of Him can always be felt.

This first series of pictures taken in 2007, reveals the face of a pleasant looking woman with a smile that seems to hide some secret source of happiness. Later we would find that the source of that smile was neither her social situation or financial circumstances; but a deep and abiding hope in the goodness of the Lord.

Mary lives with her 3 of her 5 children in the poorest part of the city of Nakuru. She rents a four foot by seven foot storefront and lives in two small rooms behind the store. Now this might not sound like much, but she is on the high side of life in the slums. Many of her neighbors live in much more dire circumstances. Mary’s “elevated status” is due to the fact of that Mary is a very hard worker and a bit of an entrepreneur. Her little store is supplemented by raising a few chickens, selling charcoal and at times taking in some sewing work.

When Mary started coming to LakeView Village Community Church two and a half years ago, she jumped right into the work of building up God's people. According to the gospel she heard and took to heart she began taking care of those less fortunate than herself. She lives only about 50 yards from the meeting place and is known among her neighbors as one you can go to when you need help. After her baptism Mary began to grow spiritually and it wasn't long before her adversaries began to notice. 

One evening on the way to visit a church members house before I taught that night, we noticed a police truck outside of Mary’s apartment and store. We didn’t think much of it as the police are called to that area often. After the home visit we headed toward the building the little meeting place and noticed the police truck was gone. The teaching went well, but all through the meeting I could tell Mary seemed anxious about something even though her face was glowing. I asked her if she wanted to share anything and she quickly jumped up and said yes. Her incredible story reveals the deep and abiding faith of this wonderful godly woman.

It seems as though Mary was in her room behind the store when she heard someone shout something from her back yard. Before she could get up and check the disturbance, someone began to kick her back door open. The force of the violent kick caused the door to swing into and break her sewing machine. Quickly two massive police men entered the room and demand that Mary come with them to the police station. Upon asking why she was being arrested Mary was told that she was being charged with selling milk without a license. Now Mary didn’t even know you needed a license to sell milk as she had been doing it for some time. None of the other little “kioskes” (little shops) had one. It is more than likely she was “turned in” by a disgruntled local shop keeper who was jealous of Mary’s business. It is relatively easy to bribe the local law enforcement officers to carry out your wishes for a price. Bribery is almost a cultural way of life in Kenya.

The week before this incident the Lord had led me to teach these precious people on the priesthood of the believer.How we were to be priest before being anything else. Mary took it to heart and did what many of seem incapable of doing….she believed it. All that week she meditated on her priesthood.

As the two policemen ushered her to the front door and the gathering crowd, Mary stopped and remembered the teaching from the following week. She was a priest of Christ. As she did she turned to the policemen and said…. “I am a priestess and would like to pray to my God before you take me.” Then dropping to her knees amidst two confounded policemen, she asked her ever watching Father what to do. She told him that she didn’t know that she was doing anything wrong and asked Him not to let the policemen see the milk on the table not two feet away.

Like Christ being confronted by the religious hypocrites of old, Mary continued kneeling and waited on her Father’s reply. Quickly He spoke to her heart. Arising she turned to the policemen and said;... “where is the evidence of my wrong doing?” The policemen looked at each other then looked around the room to find some milk. Neither of them could see the milk sitting on the table right beside them! They replied that there seemed to be no evidence. Mary then told them it is wrong to break into her house, destroy her sewing machine and arrest her falsely, and that she didn't even know it was illegal to sell milk. The policemen again looked at each other and then let go of Mary’s arms. They then turned and sheepishly said; “We are very sorry” … “Please do not complain to our superiors!” Mary looked at them sweetly and replied … “It is OK because my God has put His Spirit of forgiveness in me.”

The policemen quietly left the house and drove away probably wondering who her God was. Mary testified to the church that night that what was being taught was true and could be trusted. Everyone in the room clapped, cheered and praised our Father.  That is how Mary Kathini became known as “Mary Priestess of Lakeview”. Oh…  and the next week Mary got her milk license.

When we started the Micro Financing program called F.I. S. H. (Funding Indigenous Self Help), Mary was among the first to receive a loan. Then as before, her faithfulness and hard work became even more apparent. Receiving on Sunday morning eight thousand shillings (100 dollars and 46 cents American money); Mary was at the market buying supplies Sunday afternoon. We saw her downtown and we stopped and got a picture of her receipt. She carefully spent every penny to increase her business and over the next few months paid every shilling back. This enabled others to partake of the F.I.S.H. program. One hundred percent of what is contributed to the F.I.S.H. program goes into the hands of needy people.

As a result of Mary’s faithfulness over the last few years, miracles have begun to take place in her life. One of the biggest of these wonders is when someone gave Mary a plot of land to build her family a house of her own.

Now you might ask how Mary will afford the materials for a house. Mary never asks those kind of questions. She just starts with what she has and trust that God will provide whatever else she needs….like He has always done. These pictures are Mary taking us out to the house she is building from the materials God has already provided. She and her children are currently making all the bricks for her new house and have planted a small crop of corn. Half the house is already done. She told us that day when we return in six months, she and her children will be living in it.

While visiting the building site, Amma told Mary that we wanted to take tea in her new house as soon as it is finished. Mary said; “no need to wait; let us take tea now!” Then to our delightful surprise she pulled out snacks, cups and a hot thermos of Chi tea. After giving thanks and praising our wonderful Father we had a wonderful love feast in Mary’s new house.

There are other wonderful stories about what God is doing here but this is one of the best. Our hopeful desire is to see other deserving people like Mary help themselves. It is also that others like you and me… get the chance to take care of our brethren. 
     
   "All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats. And He will set the sheep on His right hand, but the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right hand, 'Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.' "Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, 'Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You?  Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?' And the King will answer and say to them,
'Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me."  ( Matthew 25:32-40)

May our Father send His Son to find His "green" pastures are full of sheep .... and not goats.


Wednesday, September 15, 2010

HI FI


As well as Ham Radio I have had a history of playing music - DJing on local community broadcast stations. I was involved with a local station for over 15 years before I got my amateur radio licence, broadcasting live to about 250,000 listeners three times a week never missing a show.
So as you can imagine I have an extensive collection of Vinyl recordings. To sum it up, if I ever melted them down I would have enough plastic to manufacture 10,000 hand held microphones.

On a more serious note I try to spend the odd weekend playing some of my records and at the same time I have the PC interfaced to my sound system allowing me to convert the tracks to mp3.
I have had my "HI FI" equipment for over 20 years and it still sounds as solid as ever. It is connected to some PIONEER CS-777 speakers powered by a DENON PMA350 amplifier. I still have some 22" base boxes fitted with horns that I can "string up" if needed for venues etc.

I obviously don't listen to music when I am active on the bands but in the future I might consider using some of my HI FI equipment such as a mixing desk and a graphic equaliser in the shack. I think it could be interesting to see how I can experiment around with my audio settings. A mixer will allow various microphones and the rig-blaster to be easily faded in or out when required using one output/mic lead. I will also have the capability of recording stations directly to my PC with instant replay possibilities.

So a next project in amateur radio brought to me whilst listening to some good old Reggae!

As far as making QSOs I have had quite a few good long path QSOs into VK recently from both the shack and the mobile on my regular favourite band - 20M.

Up here in the North of England I've found the best time to work long path stations seems to be from 7.00 utc up until 9.30 utc.
I have also been regularly hearing good openings into JA and State-side on 17m quite a lot lately during the day time.

Hope to catch some of you on the bands during the evenings and weekends. I will try to post a bit more regularly again now that the Summer is almost at an end (my motorcycles will be getting less of my attention).

73

Friday, September 10, 2010

Eden

Perhaps one of my favorite things to do in Africa is to travel across the Kenyan countryside and take pictures of the land and its people. Most of the pictures you will see in this blog are shot from the van windows. Not all of them turn out but the ones that do give a real feeling of what rural life looks like here in Kenya. I wanted you to visualize a little of what we see driving across this beautiful country.  It will be minus the smells and speed bumps along the way but I think you’ll touch the magic.


Taking our ladies to work in the Kenya Relief Clinic in Magore gave me ample opportunity to capture some of Kenya’s breathtaking landscapes. It’s a thirteen to fifteen hour drive from Nakuru to Magore and back again. We have made it twice now in five days. I am sure that Amma, Joy and Amy have already brought everyone up to date on their wonderful time at the Brittany House of Grace and the Kenya Relief Clinic. They worked very hard assisting the doctors and were somewhat exhausted when we picked them up at Brittany House of Grace. Driving to Magore and back again we were able to see a lot of the beautiful Kenyan countryside and its lovely people.

One of the first things that you’ll notice about the Kenyan landscape is that you can see for miles and miles in any direction. The sky seems unusually enormous. The lack of smog and large industrial parks allows the sky to reveal its true colors.  The blue is constantly changing hues and the sun is free to tint the clouds or to let them be their own true snowy white selves. The patterns formed by small farms and huts nestled among the trees and scattered among the rolling hills and valleys are unbelievably enchanting. The whole countryside looks like a Hobbit shire from Lord of the Rings.

I have always been fascinated by the social interaction of market place societies. Everywhere you look people are talking to and interacting with each other. Life in rural Kenya demands cooperation. It seems to always be filled with people laughing, arguing, fussing and filling the air with the sounds of life. It’s so unlike our own country with its self sufficient way of life. But here in Kenya, amid third world country conditions, people seem happy to need and enjoy one another.

Everywhere you look people are coming to and from the marketplace. On one side of the road there are ladies gracefully carrying their burdens atop their head (notice the woman carrying the bricks). The other side is filled with laughing, chatting children in groups of ten or twenty walking to school. And everywhere in between men pushing or (if they're lucky) driving little donkey carts laden with ponderous loads.

The area surrounding Magore is covered with sugar cane and is home to George’s tribe the Luos. Almost everyone you come across is chewing on small stalks of sugar cane. I tried some and found out why so many do so. We stopped on the way home from picking up the ladies and bought some of this very popular treat. It’s absolutely delicious when you get the hang of extracting the sweet juice. Of course when you stop to buy the sugar cane you automatically run the risk of being overrun by a small army of people carrying a whole grocery store up to the car for you to purchase.
We bought a few sections of sugar cane from a very delightful elderly lady who upon seeing we were Mzungus (white people), quickly stripped the pulpy green outer layer with a few whacks of her incredibly sharp machete. The next step was taking a bite, sucking all the sweet stuff out and spitting the remaining fiber out the window. It took a little while to get the hang of it but it was well worth the trouble.

Another of the beautiful sights to see while traveling to or from Magore is the huge tea plantations. These tea fields cover miles and miles of fertile Kenyan farmland. They date back to the British colonial period of Kenya’s history. The rows of slave quarters now serve as housing for the thousands of workers who pick the bright green tea leaves. The fields look like a well manicured lawn as the small new tea leaves are harvested constantly. Kenyan tea is some of the best in the world. Half way home we stopped at a very old and famous “tea house” in Kericho. Amma and I took a walk around the place while waiting for our food and snapped a few pictures of the local flora and fauna. The lady in the center of the picture is Teresa. She is a missionary we met in Nakuru that wanted to hang out with us.

Many of the highways in Kenya are relatively new and the men who drive the massive two trailer combos are not used to the increase in speed limits. As a result, on any trip you will probably see overturned trucks. The one below had just flipped and lost its cargo of logs. If a truck is over turned and the fuel is leaking out, word spreads quickly that free fuel is available. This results in large crowds with buckets and cups trying to scoop up the puddles of gas or diesel. Two years ago a fuel truck flipped and a large crowd surrounded the overturned tanker in hopes of obtaining free fuel. Tragedy occurred minutes later when sparks from the truck’s battery ignited the fuel. The resulting explosion left scores of people dead and many more terribly burned.

It is not hard to believe that humanity had its beginning here. The unbelievable beauty of the countryside touching the immense and breath taking sky is reminiscent of the pictures of the Garden of Eden. Driving down the highway to our home in Nakuru we became lost in wonder at the beauty of land and sky.



The more we looked the more we began to long for the heart of our Father to be revealed in this earth. What might this world have been if we would have just listened and trusted His Word? Surely the whole world would have been much like what we witnessed today. Bwana Asi Fiwi
David Noah