I had my first med-evac the other day. Friday I flew from Nairobi to Marsabit, about a 2 hour flight, to pick up a man who'd been shot the previous day. Another man had been shot dead in the same incident. The flight went smoothly. It took a bit of hunting to find the runway at Marsabit, since the official GPS coordinates show the runway to be 3 miles west of where it really is. Once I sorted that out, it was easy.
Big BIG crowd at the airplane. It was the event of the day, maybe the week. Two other AIM missionaries were there, too, a bit surprised that I was there. They hadn't heard that there was a man wounded, they'd only heard about the man who'd been killed. They were very helpful controlling the crowd around the airplane. Everyone has to touch the plane, and move the elevator and ailerons.
The flight home was easy, if a bit bumpy. I felt bad for the passengers (the wounded man and his father, a woman and her sick child) because of the rough ride. It beat the alternative of a two day trip by 4wd, however.
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