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A Goose At FL330

While there are those who would counsel you against imbibing at altitude (it’s dehydrating…it saps your energy…it disturbs your rest), I have my own cautions, but they’re far from the proscriptive sort. Two things: 1. Your sense of flavor’s dulled in the dry, almost-hypoxic cabin air. 2. Unless you’re in First, you’re going to be…
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A Redbird Shiner Bock

The life of a traveler means you’re often far from friends, and it’s keenly felt when they’ve gathered and you’re missing out on the party. Our aviation family’s a close knit one, with some of the smartest, funniest, somewhat dysfunctional functional people I know—but when we get together, we come up with great ideas. They…
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Summertime In Iowa

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Spotted Cow Sighting

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Curds & Root Beer

When you bite into a cheese curd, the sound may remind you of chewing styrofoam—not that you’ve done that since you were a kid, right? Still, this fact shouldn’t keep you from enjoying one of summer’s greatest snacks. But that curd (a cheddar-based concoction native to Wisconsin, as far as I can tell) evokes a…
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Today At FL340

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Chasing Doug Through SoCal

Hunting down the ghost of a man long gone takes dedication–and fortification–and surely this was a man who would appreciate the drinks taken in his honor. The last steps of Donald Douglas (the man responsible for founding Douglas Aircraft Company and the team that created the DC-3) took place in Southern California. He’d spent much…
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I Almost Never Left MCO

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Fat Tire On A Tire In Topeka

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A Lite In A Plastic Mug

Last night friends posted about a reunion dinner of sorts taking place back in Wichita. The review of the new steakhouse came back with poor marks, but nothing to overshadow the joy of meeting up with those you care about. This particular group? Folks who were once part of the sales and service team I…
