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    <updated>2009-10-30T15:15:04-07:00</updated>
    <subtitle>"meaty, thinky" - BoingBoing</subtitle>
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        <title>...and rising</title>
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        <title>It was a good day.</title>
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        <published>2009-09-30T22:30:17-07:00</published>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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        <title>Lax by Twitterfountain</title>
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        <published>2009-09-30T15:52:38-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-09-30T15:52:38-07:00</updated>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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        <title>Snake River Cutthroat</title>
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        <published>2009-08-27T17:13:06-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-08-27T17:13:06-07:00</updated>
        <summary>Margaret took a moment off from snapping up trout to snap this photo. Props to Zach, our guide from Reel Deal Anglers. The man knows where to find the fish!</summary>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Margaret took a moment off from snapping up trout to snap this photo. Props to Zach, our guide from Reel Deal Anglers. The man knows where to find the fish!<a href="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a527ca6e970b-pi"><img class="at-xid-6a00d83452bf9769e20120a527ca6e970b image-full" alt="photo.jpg" title="photo.jpg" src="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a527ca6e970b-800wi" border="0" /></a></p></div>
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        <title>The Air is Thick With Hummingbirds</title>
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        <published>2009-08-08T18:04:23-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-09-19T17:23:26-07:00</updated>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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        <title>Wedding Video Success Manufactured</title>
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        <published>2009-08-02T05:29:32-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-08-02T05:29:32-07:00</updated>
        <summary>Augustine Fou does a little digging and comes to a startling conclusion: JK Wedding Dance, the biggest "viral" success in recent months, was a massive stealth seeding job, probably by Chris Brown's record label. The video was real; but the...</summary>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Augustine Fou does a little digging and comes to a startling conclusion: JK Wedding Dance, the biggest "viral" success in recent months, was a massive stealth seeding job, probably by Chris Brown's record label.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;The video was real; but the viral effect was manufactured&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/8K9pW" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://bit.ly/8K9pW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Judge for yourself ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;cite&gt;Originally posted as a &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2009/07/28/jk-wedding-dance/#comment-13772863"&gt;comment&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://disqus.com/people/763149708135c6ff730e33a142859a0c/"&gt;Augustine Fou&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/"&gt;Mashable - The Social Media Guide&lt;/a&gt; using &lt;a href="http://disqus.com"&gt;Disqus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>True Story: My Dad Once Cleared the Entire Etch-A-Sketch Screen For Me</title>
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        <published>2009-03-04T00:33:52-08:00</published>
        <updated>2009-03-04T00:35:14-08:00</updated>
        <summary>From XKCD, the cool and occasionally poignant comics site.</summary>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>From <a href="http://xkcd.com/551/" target="_blank">XKCD</a>, the cool and occasionally poignant comics site.

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        <title>My God, Checkers - You've Cut Me to the Core!</title>
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        <published>2009-02-19T22:14:10-08:00</published>
        <updated>2009-02-19T22:16:47-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Frost/Nixon parody by the ASM Sock Tube Presents squad.</summary>
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Frost/Nixon parody by the ASM Sock Tube Presents squad. &lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>Marriage Proposal Using Custom iPhone App  Scavenger Hunt</title>
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        <published>2009-02-11T18:39:07-08:00</published>
        <updated>2009-02-11T18:39:07-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Marriage Proposal Using Custom iPhone App &amp; Scavenger Hunt Posted using ShareThis</summary>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://laughingsquid.com/marriage-proposal-using-custom-iphone-app-scavenger-hunt/&gt;Marriage Proposal Using Custom iPhone App &amp;#038; Scavenger Hunt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>MegaWTF!</title>
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        <published>2008-12-04T09:28:00-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-12-04T09:28:00-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Weird display ad in SFO int'l terminal...</summary>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Weird display ad in SFO int'l terminal...

&lt;a href="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e2010536301a9d970b-pi"&gt;&lt;img  class="at-xid-6a00d83452bf9769e2010536301a9d970b " alt="MegaWTF!" title="MegaWTF!" src="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e2010536301a9d970b-800wi" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>I love new music</title>
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        <published>2008-12-03T01:11:39-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-12-03T01:11:39-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Was working on the track lineup for this year's Christmas cocktail party, and it hit me that I've been away from music for a while. It's 1am right now and I could easily stay up until 5 discovering amazing new...</summary>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Was working on the track lineup for this year's Christmas cocktail party, and it hit me that I've been away from music for a while. It's 1am right now and I could easily stay up until 5 discovering amazing new music.</p><p>Thanks to <a href="http://gorillavsbear.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="new music">Gorilla Vs. Bear</a> and <a href="http://hypem.com" target="_blank" title="music blog aggregator">Hype Machine</a> for reminding me of that. </p></div>
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        <title>Nice Try / No Mercy</title>
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        <published>2008-12-01T11:22:14-08:00</published>
        <updated>2008-12-01T11:22:14-08:00</updated>
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            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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        <title>ASM's Dorm Life still holding down all-time #1 web series spot on Hulu</title>
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        <published>2008-11-21T18:48:26-08:00</published>
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        <summary>Amazingly, ASM's show Dorm Life is going into its fourth consecutive month as Hulu's all-time most popular web series. Staying power.</summary>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Jetsons Go to Punta Mita &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Private Air Magazine, Fall 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;p class="asset asset-image"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a5da3886970c-pi" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;img alt="08_017_2446" border="0" class="at-xid-6a00d83452bf9769e20120a5da3886970c image-full " src="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a5da3886970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px;" title="08_017_2446" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;photos by Art Brewer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;I stood on the tarmac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of
Brown Field Municipal Airport, a stone’s throw from the Mexican border shaking
hands with Shari and Ken Meyer and thinking “I hope these people know what they’re
doing.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;After the briefest of
introductions, our group clambered into the Meyer family vehicle – a 4-seat
&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eclipse_500" rel="wikipedia" title="Eclipse 500"&gt;Eclipse 500&lt;/a&gt; jet, serial number 151 – and it occurred to me that I knew nothing
about the couple’s flying skills, safety record, accreditation or political
leanings.&amp;#0160; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just as worrisome was the
aircraft itself. &lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt;, I wondered, &lt;em&gt;can such a small pair of engines&lt;/em&gt; – each Pratt
&amp;amp; Whitney Turbofan looked roughly the size of a 300-pound pig – &lt;em&gt;get four
adults off the ground, let alone to Puerto Vallarta&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In the seat next to me was
the &lt;a href="http://www.artbrewer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;legendary surf photographer Art Brewer&lt;/a&gt;, who had agreed to squeeze this
quick jaunt in between longer engagements in Indonesia and South Africa. Brewer
is not only a giant in the field of action-sports photography but, at 6’2” and
275 pounds, he’s a veritable giant of a man. Over the course of his 40-year
career, Brewer has road-tripped, boated and flown to pretty much every surf
spot in Mexico (and the rest of the world, for that matter) to shoot the world’s
foremost watermen doing their thing – but never in a 4-person jet.&amp;#0160; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Our very tough assignment:
fly with Shari and Ken to Puerto Vallarta, where we’d be picked up and shuttled
to the &lt;a href="http://www.fourseasons.com/puntamita/" target="_blank"&gt;Four Seasons Punta Mita&lt;/a&gt; resort for three days of world-class surf, golf,
spa treatments and all-around good living. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Shari Meyer, in the pilot’s
seat for the first leg of the flight, turned and told us not to be alarmed by
the computerized announcements the Eclipse tends to blurt out mid-flight. “The
plane is always yelling at us,” she explained. As we picked up speed, I noticed
a coyote – the animal, not the immigration profiteer – picking its way through
the sage scrub – loping westward next to us along the edge of Brown’s bumpy runway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Eclipse-N503EA-060825-14-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Elipse 500 flight test aircraft, Mojave Airport" height="175" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e1/Eclipse-N503EA-060825-14-16.jpg/300px-Eclipse-N503EA-060825-14-16.jpg" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Eclipse-N503EA-060825-14-16.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And then, quite suddenly, we
were aloft. The only aircraft I had ever been in that took off in less space
was a helicopter. We swung a wide banked turn over San Diego’s harbor and
headed south across the border, climbing at 3,400 feet per minute.&amp;#0160; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brewer started to recount a
less-than comforting tale about a prop plane he was in once that sprung a fuel
leak and had to make an emergency night landing in a small town on the Baja
peninsula.&lt;/strong&gt; As he approached the story’s happy ending (in which every villager
who owned an automobile drove out to the town’s main drag to create an ad-hoc
landing strip, illuminated by their headlights) we were interrupted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Traffic! Traffic!”&amp;#0160; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The panel’s female voice
brayed a warning as our radar picked up some nearby bogeys – not surprising
given Brown Field’s proximity to Top Gun and San Diego International Airport:
19 and 14 nautical miles, respectively. Shari continued re-applying lipstick,
and Ken seemed unconcerned as well, but now the Eclipse’s panel had my
attention. Two readings on the “Totals” section of the center screen caught my
eye:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flight hours: 83.9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cycles: 99&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Not bad, considering the
Meyers had taken delivery on their jet in early May. Even if they had powered
the Eclipse’s engines up and down twenty times without flying, that still came
out to something close to a flight per day in the ensuing ten weeks. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;At 36,750 feet (top altitude
for the jet is 41,000 feet), the two passed a GPS-enabled Toshiba touchscreen
laptop back and forth, working out the optimal approach to Loreto International
Airport, on the Sea of Cortez about halfway down the Baja peninsula. Of the
two, Shari is the smoother pilot, with an instinctive feel for controlling the
aircraft, as Ken freely admits. (At which point Shari will concede that Ken is
the more technically adept of the two.) The two have been flying – and working –
together since the 1980s. They met when she took a job at his eye surgery
practice in Sacramento. Their last plane, a twin-engine Cessna 340 they owned
for 15 years, served on occasion as a schoolbus for their son, and over the
years the two have developed a terse-yet-affectionate cockpit chatter that
serves them well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;They’ve picked Loreto as our
refueling point – not because the Eclipse couldn’t make it as far as Cabo or
even Mazatlan, on the Mexican mainland, before having to refuel, but because
Shari and Ken have a strict policy of splitting flight hours as evenly as they
can, and Loreto happens to be almost exactly halfway between San Diego and
Puerto Vallarta. As we wheeled clockwise the bright blue Sea of Cortez to
approach Loreto’s lone airstrip from the south, Ken pointed out that we might
be coming in a bit hot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Do you want to come around
and try the approach again? This looks a little steep.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“The approach is fine,
honey, thank you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Well, &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Loreto_Airport_100_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Loreto International Airport. Between the La G..." height="123" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/99/Loreto_Airport_100_0225.jpg/300px-Loreto_Airport_100_0225.jpg" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Loreto_Airport_100_0225.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;From where I sat behind Ken,
I had to agree with him. The term “nose dive” came to mind as we dropped toward
airstrip. But Shari set the Eclipse down as though we’d come in from 50 feet
rather than 1,500. After a small, friendly welcome committee of federales
checked our documents, we headed to the flight service office to file flight
plans. &lt;strong&gt;I glanced at the TV in the office and saw a weather report, featuring a
map of the central Mexican coastline. Just off the Pacific coast of the state
of Jalisco, home to Puerto Vallarta and just south of Punta Mita, spun a
familiar red tropical-storm icon.&lt;/strong&gt; After refueling, a check-in with customs and
a brief, bewildering trip to the airport’s business office to put through a
payment for the fuel, we were back in the air, headed for Puerto Vallarta, with
Ken in the pilot’s seat for the second leg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;After watching Cabo San
Lucas and the southern tip of Baja pass under our right wing, I drifted off to
sleep. I was jolted awake 90 minutes later as we descended through a cloud
layer at 20,000 feet. Once we got below the clouds to 10,000 feet, there was
Punta Mita, an outcropping of land seemingly designed by a surf-loving deity.
Situated at the northern end of Banderas Bay, Punta Mita juts out into the
Pacific in a whale’s-tail shape capable of creating waves out of any size swell
coming from the northern-, southern-, or mid-Pacific. Since I was fogging up the
right-side window while fantasizing about the endless surfing opportunities
created by that land configuration,&lt;strong&gt; I was the last to notice what’s immediately
in front of us – and directly between us and the Puerto Vallarta airport: a
towering anvilhead cloud. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/75826772@N00/159414396"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thundercloud" height="160" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/75/159414396_06aaf1fe1e_m.jpg" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/75826772@N00/159414396"&gt;Tony Cyphert&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Two key pieces of
information I’m glad I was unaware of at the time: First, on their headsets,
Ken and Shari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;were listening to pilots of multiple commercial airliners
diverting around Puerto Vallarta because of the weather. Also, though I wouldn’t
find this out until after the trip, t&lt;strong&gt;he Eclipse was initially denied
certification by the FAA because the agency deemed the wingtip fuel tanks
incapable of withstanding a lightning strike&lt;/strong&gt;. (The company switched from
composite tanks to aluminum tanks and got the certification.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In fact, the company has
been somewhat snakebitten from its inception.&lt;span&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;First, skeptics scoffed at the prospect that a market would
ever develop for such a small jet (this was before the concept was accepted
enough for anyone to bother coming up with a category called “very light jet”).
Then, production problems plagued the plane from the flight of the first
prototype. Dayjet, the air-taxi service that
was supposed to prove the concept valid, has been dogged by an inability to
raise equity and capital. And even as the Meyers and I skimmed over the Baja
peninsula at 36,000 feet, a boardroom struggle was underway that would
underscore the shaky foundations supporting Eclipse Aviation. Three weeks after
our trip, the company released a statement about that battle’s outcome, one
that amounted to a quid-pro-quo: a new round of financing for the company upon
the resignation of Eclipse’s founder, VLJ pioneer Vern Raburn. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Our encounter with heavy
weather ended more smoothly for us than Raburn’s did for him. Ken turned the
jet east and circumnavigated the nasty-looking thundercloud, which also put us
in the correct position to land at Puerto Vallarta with an east-to-west
approach. After a few tense minutes with rain pattering on the windows, &lt;strong&gt;we
punched through the bottom of the cloud and landed&lt;/strong&gt;, again with surprising ease.
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Beautiful weather!” Ken
said as we touched down.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;We arrived at the Punta Mita
Four Seasons just in time to check in, peek at the Meyers’ presidential suite
(enormous, with an infinity hot tub over the Pacific), and walk along the sand
to the resort’s relaxed but haute-cuisine beach restaurant, Bahia. We downed a
bottle of Mexico’s finest sauvignon blanc, a Casa Grande 2003 and saw the “green flash” that remained
behind where the sun plunged into the Pacific.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;III.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 8 a.m. the next morning,
a Four Seasons shuttle whisked Art and me down to Accion Surf Shop near the
beach in Punta Mita proper to rendezvous with &lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;a neck-tattooed local surf guide
known as &amp;quot;Fox.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt; I selected an 8-foot board and we climbed into Fox’s panga for
the one-mile eastward run up the northern shore of the Bahia de Banderas to La
Lancha (“Outboard”), named for its relative inaccessibility by foot, a tasty
reef break serving up chest-high waves to a half-dozen surfers, a laid-back mix
of locals and visitors. Three hours later, my arms had the approximate tensile
strength of over-boiled linguine, and I could barely haul myself into Fox’s
boat for the trip home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;While Art and I were
enjoying the surf, Ken and Shari were walking the Four Seasons’ golf course.
Ranked the #1 golf facility in the world by Condé Nast Traveler in 2006, the
course spans the point, featuring undulating fairways and photo-op perfect
greens along both the Pacific coast and the Banderas Bay sides. The signature
hole of the course, designed by Jack Nicklaus, isn’t even an official one. Just
south of the main resort, 199 yards offshore, across from a tee box on the
beach, sits a small, well-groomed island, the course’s 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; hole,
known as “the tail of the whale.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 85px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66578088@N00/253798039"&gt;&lt;img alt="John Travolta" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/253798039_a80f3e62b2_m.jpg" style="border: medium none ; display: block; width: 75px; height: 113px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Travolta by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66578088@N00/253798039"&gt;Ack Ook&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Shari and Ken stood
marveling at this unique bit of landscape architecture, when she noticed a
familiar face: &lt;strong&gt;Vinnie Barbarino was taking some practice swings in the tee box&lt;/strong&gt;.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Shari assures me that she’s
not the kind of person who would pester a celebrity at a resort…unless that
celebrity happens to be a well-known aviation buff and, even more importantly,
a fellow Eclipse fan. Once she had broken the ice with the question: “Pardon
me, but I have to ask: How do you like your Eclipse?” the conversation with Mr. Travolta was off
and running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-dragged" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/19555551@N00/221184856"&gt;&lt;img alt="John Travolta&amp;#39;s Airplane" height="180" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/57/221184856_3db03cf5f1_m.jpg" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Travolta&amp;#39;s Eclipse 500 by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/19555551@N00/221184856"&gt;Pinkpollyanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The main takeaway from the
conversation: &lt;strong&gt;of the jets in his fleet, which include a Gulfstream G2, a Boeing
707, and a refurbished Constellation, the Eclipse is Travolta’s favorite to
fly&lt;/strong&gt;, but he hasn’t yet completed the rigorous training required to fly the jet
solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;After another sunset-bathed
dinner at Bahia, the Meyers repaired to their presidential suite. I
hatched a plan to ply Art for inside dirt on legendary surfers with Herradura margaritas beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; the giant thatched roof of the Nuna pool
bar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; while a sudden thunderstorm
boomed away outside. Unfortunately, I’m no match for a veteran of his
experience. The tequila had a much more dramatic effect on me, while Art
appeared to be immune. The final thunder-cracks of the evening’s storm were
still ringing in my head when I awoke the next morning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Luckily, a repeat
performance with Fox was in order. There’s nothing quite like a long morning
surf session to clear away the previous evening’s cobwebs, and the swell had
picked up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If having someone put you face-down on a table, twist
your arm behind your back and&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; pour tequila all over you
sounds like a bad end to an evening in some Tijuana dive, you haven’t met
Fernanda at the Four Seasons. Though the spa’s menu of services lists its Punta Mita massage as “relaxing,”
I’d have to say Fernanda’s rendition – featuring liberal use of the elbow and
forearm – fell more in the “vigorous” category, which is exactly what I needed,
with my shoulders and back already knotting up after two days of 3-hour surf
sessions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On our final evening, we had dinner at the resort’s fanciest restaurant, Aramara (there’s a dress code:
closed shoes, long pants, and collared shirts for men). The menu features
elements of sushi, Thai, Mexican, and a range of other Asian and Latin American
cuisines. Somehow, it all combines to spectacular effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="asset asset-image"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a583c661970b-pi" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;img alt="08_017_2499" border="0" class="at-xid-6a00d83452bf9769e20120a583c661970b image-full " src="http://stubble.blogs.com/.a/6a00d83452bf9769e20120a583c661970b-800wi" style="margin: 0px;" title="08_017_2499" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;#0160;IV.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The next morning, we reluctantly shuffled off
to Puerto Vallarta for the homeward run. Ken pointed out Travolta’s G2 as we
taxi to the runway. Luckily, our flight path took us just west of Punta Mita,
and Shari tipped the jet to the right to afford Art an unobstructed aerial shot
of the resort from 20,000 feet. It was an uneventful flight from there to Loreto,
where we stopped to refuel again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;As we taxied to the
runway after refueling, the airport controller came over the radio to ask us to return to the terminal.
Apparently there was another snafu with the fuel payment system. Ken, clearly
exasperated by the Loreto curse, momentarily considered taking off anyway, but thought better of it, and we turned around. Back at the terminal, Ken shut down
the left engine so Shari could climb out and settle the tab. After a few minutes,
she returned, having straightened everything out, and Ken fired up the left
engine again. But the instrument screens registered a zero pressure reading
from it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One of the myriad things that had been
impressed upon Ken and Shari during their Eclipse training was that the Pratt
&amp;amp; Whitney turbofan jets should never be powered up more than twice in a
half hour. So we shut down both engines and retired to the terminal to avoid the
blazing tarmac heat while we waited for the jets to cool down. Ken informed us
that if, when we get back in the plane again, the PSI reading from the left
engine still didn’t register, we’d most likely be spending the evening in
Loreto.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;After cool-down, we got back
in the plane, crossing our fingers and knocking imaginary wood, and held our
breath as we waited for Ken to turn on the panel. Success! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;“Altitude! Altitude!”&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The panel woke me up again
as we crossed from Mexican into American airspace. Despite his notes of caution
when Shari had the stick, Ken seemed determined to land an even steeper
approach than his wife had. He pulled it off – not as smooth as Shari’s landing,
but, true to character, more technically impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;And just like that, we were
back on American soil. After a brief wait in the blue customs “box” on the tarmac, we went our separate ways: I home to San Francisco via commercial flight (ugh!), Art
to Catalina island and the following week to South Africa, and the Jetsons up
to Sacramento for a family gathering. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The ride of the Eclipse –
and its adoring owners – may be a bit bumpy at times, but it will never be
dull. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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        <published>2008-08-20T03:15:32-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-08-20T03:15:32-07:00</updated>
        <summary>photo 12.jpg The very image of a working vacation Posted via Pixelpipe.</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
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    <entry>
        <title>Why We Drive the Way We Do</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-53705698</id>
        <published>2008-08-03T14:46:15-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-08-03T14:46:15-07:00</updated>
        <summary>My latest piece in Wired - a book review of Tom Vanderbilt's "Traffic: Why We Drive the Way We Do (And What It Says About Us)." I love this topic - love it. . UPDATE: Grotto icon Mary Roach reviewed...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Ethics" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="The Mundane" />
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p><a href="http://www.wired.com/culture/culturereviews/magazine/16-08/pl_print" onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=580,height=580,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img width="100" height="100" border="0" alt="Pl_print_f" title="Pl_print_f" src="http://stubble.blogs.com/joshmchugh/images/2008/08/18/pl_print_f.jpg" style="margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px; float: left;" /></a> </p>

<p>My latest piece in Wired - <a href="http://www.wired.com/culture/culturereviews/magazine/16-08/pl_print">a book review of Tom Vanderbilt's "Traffic: Why We Drive the Way We Do (And What It Says About Us)."</a> I love this topic - love it. </p>
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        <title>Attention: Honey Bees on fire</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-52569990</id>
        <published>2008-07-11T16:08:40-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-07-11T16:08:40-07:00</updated>
        <summary>What a difference being a featured video on YouTube's front page makes. From 500 views two days ago to 184k at last count. And, when you're checking every hour, those counts seem to happen once or twice a day. Agony....</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Attention Span Media" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Science" />
        
        
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>What a difference being a featured video on YouTube's front page makes. From 500 views two days ago to 184k at last count. And, when you're checking every hour, those counts seem to happen once or twice a day. Agony. But what a ride.</p>

<p> 

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        <title>Looking Forward to Surfwise</title>
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        <published>2008-05-18T00:04:53-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-05-18T00:04:53-07:00</updated>
        <summary>My pal Tommy Means produced Surfwise with Graydon Carter and Mark Cuban. The film got some love from the NYT and just looks like a blast.</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Film" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Surfing" />
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>My pal Tommy Means produced <a href="http://www.surfwisefilm.com/">Surfwise</a> with Graydon Carter and Mark Cuban. The film got some <a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/2008/05/09/movies/09surf.html">love from the NYT</a> and just looks like a blast.</p>

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        <title>Oscar Pistorius can run!</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-49964500</id>
        <published>2008-05-16T08:53:04-07:00</published>
        <updated>2008-05-16T08:53:04-07:00</updated>
        <summary>Link: The Times - Oscar Pistorius wins his appeal. Now for the sweaty part - Oscar has to cut a second off his best time. I think he can do it.</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Josh McHugh</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Sports" />
        
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Link: <a href="http://www.thetimes.co.za/Sport/Article.aspx?id=767987" title="The Times - Oscar Pistorius wins his appeal">The Times - Oscar Pistorius wins his appeal</a>.</p>

<p>Now for the sweaty part - Oscar has to cut a second off his best time. </p>

<p>I think he can do it.</p></div>
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