I found a home while inspecting 7DG, our Loki 206. Small weaver bird types had flitted around the wing flaps a couple days ago. I watched one squeeze between the flap surface and the wing, a space no thicker than my finger.
This morning I noticed grass sticking out by the flap track. I could not figure out how it got there. And when I pulled it out, more followed. So I opened a couple inspection panels and found the nest.
I last flew 7DG on Thursday, so in less than a week this amazing birdie couple built a nest hidden inside my wing.
But the really cool part of my day came next.
My passenger, Eugenio, used to be just another taxi driver in Nairobi. He became a favorite for a US organization that partners with and supports orphanages in South Sudan. They eventually hired him as a Logistician. He had a knack for solving problems. On his last visit to the Torit area they had run into these two boys abandoned “in the bush.” He decided to take them to Nairobi with him, since they were “very sick.”
And today was his trip back to visit the orphanage near Torit. The boys came, in good health, and in silent awe of the airplane flight. So, with 23 boxes of meds, 6 passengers (counting a baby on a lap), and several duffle bags crammed into the 206, we roared off.
I’m sorry tiny birds to leave your home in pieces under my wing, but I’m joyful to take these little ones, asleep in the rear seats, to their new nest.
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