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Friday, August 11, 1977, 8:00 am, Day 563

Well, I made it through the night. I had to change my underware twice last night, but I cleaned up everything this morning, so I am back in business. I took a bit of a chance this morning by eating some of the rice chop that I brought over last night. I hope my stomach is capable of holding it in. It feels like it might. I was supposed to wait 24 hours before I ate anything, to give time for my stomach to get out and get back to normal, but my stomach seemed pretty cleaned out by this morning, and I was feeling a bit hungry so I took the chance. I was only able to manage a little of the rice though, and gave the rest away.

Sunday, August 14, 1977, 4:00 pm, Day 565

I left Kamiendor today to return to Jagbwema for the survey. While I was packing up, it sure seemed alot different than the other times that I had left Kamiendor. This time it felt like I was practically moving out forever or something, when really I will only be away three weeks at the most, and plan to drop back up every week or so besides. One reason that it seemed like I was moving out completely was that I also packed up my spoon, plate, cup, teapot, and lantern. I was considering bringing my water bucket also but finally decided that the people in Jagbwema will have to supply me at least that much.

Another reason that it felt like I was leaving forever was that it seemed like I had been there for a long, long time, although this last stretch has only been about 1.5 weeks. Sia Kundi and a few of the other of my ladies were all over this morning, mostly just to see me off. They occupied themselves with trying to write (none of them can) and also looking through my Time magazines and other things. All of this was going on while I was trying to pack, and I think that my packing took me at least a couple of hours because of all of them hanging around, diverting my attention and also my trying to figure out how I was going to manage to get everything I needed into my one backpack. When I had finished packing and was just about ready to leave, they went and swiped my raincoat, forcing me to chase them around in order to get it back. I don't think they wanted me to go. I didn't really want to go either.

Here in Jagbwema I am forced to live out of my backpack, and making sure that the people remember to bring me food and water is always a problem.

Monday, August 15, 1977, 7:00 pm, Day 566

The chiefs informed us this morning that they wanted me to let them off for today, to give them a day to get all of the communal labor arranged for. I readily agreed, because when I came yesterday I was figuring that they wouldn't be able to get it all together until Tuesday, so they just proved me right. Therefore, today I took the opportunity and went out to look over that partthat we had surveyed to already. I couldn't find hardly any of the survey pegs that were put in along the road section, but once I got on into the bush section, I found that most of them were still intact. It has just been about 3.5 months since they were put in, and in testing some of the ones that I found today, I saw that they were all rotted through already, and get knocked apart very easily if they are bumped. By the time that we get ready to lay the pipe I probably won't be able to even find a trace of the pegs. This made me a bit discouraged and I was thinking, "What good does it do then, to put the pegs in in the first place?" Hopefully, by the time we want to lay the pipe I will still be able to find where we bush-cleared, and could figure approximately where the survey pegs had been.

I also took the time today to hike on out and take a look at the Male River, where I will be proposing that we get the water from. This was the first time that I actually saw the water. Moiba has seen it before, during the dry season, and he said that there was plenty of water, and I figured as much by looking at the size of the watershed on the map. Now, in the middle of the rainy season, the amount of water is quite impressive, especially since it is flowing down a steep stream bed full of giant boulders. Right now I guess it averages about 30 feet across and knee deep. I also went swimming in it. It was just a typical pool, but it was over my head in spots. The water was great. Nice and cool, yet compared to America's it was very warm. Here, you can just get in without first getting up your courage to overcome the cold shock, as you have to back home.

I never did make it up the river as far as where I want to put the source, as it would have meant going over a mile more upstream, and then a mile more downstream on the way back. As it was, I was still very tired by the time that I returned back to Jagbwema. Looking over where I was planning to do the survey, going up to the source the hard way by going in a straight line directly over the hills, I couldn't imagine myself being able to do it, sleeping in Jagbwema each night and then walking out there to survey, and then walking back to Jagbwema again at night. For this survey to be possible, I think that we would have to just about camp on the survey line, so as to avoid the long trip each day.

Therefore, I figured that we would have to forget about surveying out to the source for now, and just use the less accurate area map data to do the design work. Then, after the design is completed and the proposal has been accepted and the money for materials assured, then and only then, will the survey be completed up to the source. The survey is to locate the pipeline exactly, and so the pipes will be able to go in before the survey pegs have rotted out and the bush clearing has grown over.

Also, I don't want to spend too much time on that survey to the source at this time because the source is almost 4 miles away, so that it is questionable if a gravity flow source that far away will be better than a well/diesel pump source near town. The cost of 4 miles of pipe is very substancial, so it would cost more than the pump and well, but there are some villages along the proposed pipeline which I hope to include in the system, to help lower the average cost per person to a point where it would be ecconomical. Therefore, during this stay in Jagbwema, I want to make town maps of those villages along the pipeline, and also to look around the tank site here in Jagbwema and find a suitable place to put a big well. Then, after that, I can work out the designs for all of the different possibilities, and then compare the costs and benefits of each to see which one is the best one to use. After all of that I will know for sure if a continuation of the survey to my 4-mile water source is worthwhile.

Tuesday, August 16, 1977, 9:00 am, Day 567

I am sitting here this morning, outside my door, facing the main street in the heart of downdown Jagbwema. I have the surveying instruments here beside me, to signify to the people that I am ready to start the work. Little do the people here know (or seem to care) that I am very, very close to pulling out again, this time for the last time. If I fail to get my required 15 people today, that will clinch it. So far, they don't seem to be flocking to me this morning, and I doubt that they will, unless I threaten them with leaving again. But I won't threaten them with leaving this time. If the people fail to come to me on their own, then I will leave. I refuse to play games.

Also, affecting this possible decision to pull out is that the people have shown to be terrible hosts. I have not yet been able to take a bath because no one has supplied me with a bucket of water. Yesterday, they forgot about having to feed me, and when I finally made them aware of this fact at 8:00 PM, I was given plain rice and a can of sardines at 10:00 PM for me to manage with. Before I am going to start work today (if the people ever show up) I am going to require of the town chief that he find water for me and chop for me, so that they will be ready by the time I return from surveying. If they are not, then that will also be cause enough for me to pull out. I would like nothing better than to leave and get back up to Kamiendor, and so I am ready to pull out at the first opportunity. I feel that I am sacrificing enough, just by coming here and living out of my backpack for a week or more, just to help them get water, that I feel that it is not asking too much of them to supply a little water and food for me.

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