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		<title>Dance Dance Revolution</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We’re rolling back from the gate in Huntsville, Alabama. In the back, all 14 of our passengers are pretending to listen to the Flight Attendant’s safety demo. Overhead the first raindrops are starting to fall from a leaden sky. We are two thirds of the way done with a six leg day and as the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=559</link>
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		<title>Golfing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I’m in a somewhat familiar position, sitting in the left seat, with my FO to my right, my left hand lightly gripping the wheel while we navigate our way across the Charlotte Express ramp with our bags stowed somewhere behind us. However, the wind blasting my face and the fact that I am using my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=555</link>
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		<title>Hilly Night</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Dark hills are moving by outside the window, just visible in the evening haze. A patchwork of orange, white and red lights, the signs of modern civilization fill the valley below. I’m hand flying into the darkness and for about the 10th time in the last minute glance back over my shoulder out the side [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=552</link>
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		<title>Fire On The Mountain</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s 11:30 at night and we are 8000 feet over the dark West Virginia landscape when I am starting to wonder if my eyes are playing tricks on me. Ahead in the darkness, just on the horizon line an orange light is flickering. I blink several times and after the light seems to increase in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=550</link>
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		<title>Watersheds/Tiptoeing Past The Giants</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Visibility is all but unlimited as we arc southward out of New York. In an unusual turn of events we are number one to go as we taxi out and after waiting momentarily for traffic landing on a crossing runway my FO manages a nice takeoff into the gusty winds kicking up off of Flushing [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=545</link>
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		<title>Going Home (or not)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s 1:30am on day 6 and I’m still about 2000 miles from where I want to be. Below us, visible through a broken layer of clouds the dark, hilly countryside of rural Kentucky slides by, scattered splotches of light the only signs of civilization. Above us the night sky looks like somebody thrown handfuls of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=542</link>
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		<title>Swamp Land</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Florida’s steamy heat is starting to seep through the AC system. Despite the stream of cold air that is blasting the side of my face, I can feel the sticky moisture in it that has slipped by the water separators in the air conditioning packs sitting in the tail of the aircraft. 12,000 feet below, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=539</link>
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		<title>Wheels Up</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Driven by 16,000 pounds of thrust, the nose wheel comes off the ground quickly. I reach across with my right hand and shut off the windshield wipers which had been doing their best to keep the glass clear of the heavy rain that is falling in sheets all around us. Once airborn there isn’t all [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=537</link>
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		<title>The Lion And The Lamb</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Life gets busy as we descend through 12,000 feet. I scramble to finish loading our landing speeds into the computer, check with the flight attendant to see if she needs anything, call operations to let them know we will be there soon, and keep an eye on my FO who is trying is best to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=535</link>
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		<title>A thin line of darkness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The sun is dipping below a solid layer of clouds on the western horizon as the plane levels off at 28,000 feet and starts accelerating. This is actually the third time I’ve watched the sun do this in the last 20 minutes. On the ground in Charlotte as we taxied out to the runway for [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegearmonkey.com/blog/?p=533</link>
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