After the aircraft knob was moved to prevent fuel from entering the engine, the propeller of my Cessna 206 fixed-wing aircraft attempted a few more slowing rotations until it’s momentum ceased. The four pastors and I gathered our things and began our short journey to the clinic located near the village. As we walked up a small hill we met a man carrying the most beautiful guitar I have ever seen. He made it using the few things he found lying around, but it sounded amazing and he was a wonderful singer. Meeting him and seeing the way people were working in the corn fields, I began to wonder about Ha Nkau. Perhaps, it wasn’t as modern as I once thought.