.jpg) We are allowed, as rural Alaskan's, to subsistance fish for halibut. This was the only halibut out of 60 baited hooks. But her 156 pounds made up for it being the only one. I had to shoot it before bringing it on board. A large halibut can seriously harm boat and crew. You can see the pink spot up by the head where the .44 magnum did the job. Maybe next time I'll use the .22. |
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We were able to do a VBS/Daycamp in Wrangell and a VBS in Craig. Here are a few pictures of the children we ministered to.
Mikel Smith, from Wrangell, was saved at the VBS we did in Wrangell.
Kids lining up for some human bowling.
This is the other team waiting their turn. We had outdoor activities every day that weather permitted.
After each lesson the leaders took their groups aside to deal with the kids about spiritual decisions in an atmosphere that was relaxed.
Here, Kristi Warrick deals with the girls in her group during a small group session.
Jonathan and myself enjoying some time on an iceberg. Eric Yancey, who owns a charter business took the group up to Leconte Glacier for some sight seeing. Luckily, Eric let us back on the boat.
Just goofing off.
Posing by a beautiful waterfall on the way to the glacier. The kids in the group from Ohio enjoy the fresh air and sunshine.
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This is Heather with her fiance` Chaz. This looks pretty serious. The wedding is Jan. 3rd. 2009. Maybe it's time for the ole 'have have guns and know where to hide a body speech'.
Seriously, he is a great young man who loves the Lord. He is all I could ask for in a son-in-law. Keep them in your prayers as they finalize the plans for their wedding. |
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We took a trip to sunny and hot Missouri for your olds daughters graduation from Baptist Bible College.
My parents, Tom and Irene Carter having fun and being goofy at Lambert's Cafe in South Springfield, MO. Can you say 'Throwed Rolls'?
Heather and her fiance` Chaz. Yup...that's my future son-in-law. Maybe y'all should pray for us.
Nila looking, well, I'm not quite sure. Cute maybe? Yeah, that's it. Cute.
Proud parents with their newly graduated daughter and her younger sister who is getting married January 3rd.
Celebrating the big event with family and friends.
The graduate caught napping. She's so sweet when she's sleeping.
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Nov. 22nd.
Frozen Sea cocks.
No, they are not a new kind of sea food. Neither are they some funny looking ocean bird. They have become the bane of my existence. A seacock is a valve. It is a valve that, in theory, either allows or does not allow various fluids to enter or .jpg) leave a boat. For example, in our boat is a marine toilet. (Not that we have a thing for the Marines although sometimes it smells like an invasions of some kind has taken place in there.) There is a hole in the hull for the “flush water” to come in and there is a bigger hole in the hull for the “flush water” and the “flushable materials” to exit the boat. Both of these holes have on them a seacock, a valve that can be opened or closed should work need to be done on the toilet or hoses. If there was a leak or if the toilet needed to be rebuilt you would close the sea cocks so water would not enter the boat (water in the boat is a bad thing), then you would do whatever work needed to be done. .jpg) Well, we have 9 sea cocks on the boat. Two for toilet intakes, two for toilet out-takes, one for raw water engine cooling, one for the deck wash-down pump, one for the holding take, two for grey-water out-take. Only two of the nine were working. The rest were frozen, seized, they would not move. That means that if a hose would have broken or began leaking we could not have closed the valve to stop the leak. Reference an earlier statement: water in the boat is a bad thing.
I was able to “free” them all. That sounds nice, doesn’t it? I only broke two in the process (I think I can fix the broken ones, some drilling and re-tapping should be all that is needed.) But you can tell that whoever decides where these sea cocks go never has to work on them. .jpg) No one short of a circus contortionist can reach them without dislocating vital parts of the human anatomy. Parts like ribs, shoulders, elbows, necks, knees and, oh yeah, backs. I hate them. I hate sea cocks. I hate them with that white hot passionate hatred one has for those who take advantage of the weak and for those who talk in the theater. But I have even more hatred for the thought of not having them work properly. At least now this vessel will be safer to operate in open water.
Never did I imagine that  getting ready to preach the gospel to the lost off the beaten path would be either so complicated or so painful in so many places. One project down, just a few more to go.
We pulled the boat out of the water so as to check some things like the sea cocks, bottom paint and zincs. Here are a few pictures of the haul-out and wash-down. More to come later.
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