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"Mountain waves, they sound so harmless
On our way out to Las Vegas, somewhere over Vail, our plane hit a mountain wave. Either that or we actually hit the mountain. I’m still not sure which.
It was about 20 to 30 seconds of utter chaos, both with the plane violently shifting and people freaking out. Then I think we were about 10,000 feet lower than we were before.
It happened so fast, it didn’t really bother me much. But it was alarming to see the pilot inspecting the wings when we landed, and to hear the co-pilot describing it as “pretty bad” to the gate crew.
Oh well, at least I’m up so far! Onward to the $100 tables.