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...police that he had been drinking when he pushed his wife around, spat on her and verbally abused her, and in 2000 he was arrested for belligerently harassing his neighbors while soused. So it's a wonder that Cloyd, 44, an America West Airlines pilot, was ever allowed to climb into the captain's seat of an Airbus A319...
April in Beijing Forget Paris: China will be the world's top tourist destination by 2020, according to the World Tourism Association. With 76 million visitors yearly, France is easily today's top holiday spot, but Asia should reap dividends as international tourist numbers climb toward 1.5 billion...
...future, every U.S. citizen will get to be Sacagawea for 15 minutes. For the low price of admission, every American, regardless of race, religion, gender and age, will climb through the portal into Sacagawea's Shoshone Indian brain. In the multicultural theme park called Sacagawea Land, you will be kidnapped as a child by the Hidatsa tribe and sold to Toussaint Charbonneau, the French-Canadian trader who will take you as one of his wives and father two of your children. Your first child, Jean-Baptiste, will be only a few months old as you carry him during your long...
...have two horses with us and fare little better. Led by John Indrehus, a horse packer with a pistol strapped to his belt, the horses struggle over fallen trees, and one, having cut its leg open, bolts, nearly running us down. By late afternoon we climb to the snow line, and the horses, each 1,200 lbs. of skittishness, start shying as they sink into the drifts. Indrehus is worried that one will break a leg under a buried log. "That's why you bring the pistol," he says. Fairchild decides to camp early and send the horses back...
...luck too is holding with the weather, although the snow keeps getting deeper. As we climb to Indian Post Office, the highest point on the trail at 7,033 ft., the drifts are 15 ft. and up. We have covered 13 miles in soft snow, and we barely have enough energy to make dinner. After a meal of chicken and couscous, I sit on a rock outcrop on top of the ridge. There is no light visible in any direction, not even another campfire. For four days we do not see another human being. We are isolated...