Permuted Press Announces New Acquisitions

We've been busy this summer at Permuted Press, and have recently inked new publishing deals with some of your favorite authors as well as a few new names. Here are some things to look forward to in 2014 and beyond.

Brian P. Easton: Autobiography of a Werewolf Hunter: The Lineage

Continuing his successful Autobiography of a Werewolf Hunter series, Brian P. Easton will bring Permuted his third book in the series.

Briar Lee Mitchell: Ghostie

Briar is new to Permuted's list of authors. Next summer, she will introduce us to a 60-foot Megalodon shark thought to be extinct that makes an appearance off the California coast with deadly consequences.

C. Dulaney: From The Ashes - Roads Less Traveled 4

C's first three books with Permuted, the Roads Less Traveled series, have consistently been among our top sellers. The ink just dried on our latest agreement with her which will bring her 4th installment to eBook and print in the future.

Derek Gunn: The HMS Swift Adventures

In Permuted Press circles, Derek Gunn is better known for his book The Estuary and the forthcoming reissue and new works in the Vampire Apocalypse series. Derek is a prolific author, and we are excited to have obtained the publishing rights to two novellas and one full length novel which collectively make up The HMS Swift Adventures. Derek describes the series as "action on the high seas with a lesser known history of the emerging world." Describing the period in which the series is set, he calls it, "a time for exploration and great discovery but it is also a time when horrors and dark forces that have lain dormant in the world begin to wake."

D.S. Sager: Evil Vein 1 and 2

In the first book of the Evil Vein series, Dark Beginnings, Hal Johnston thought he had created the perfect serum in an attempt to save his dying wife; one which could extend human life indefinitely. Instead, it went horribly wrong and de-humanized her. Hell bent on revenge against the cruelties of the world, Johnston releases the drug into the small port town of Tylerton, California with devastating results.

Gareth Wood: Black Horizon 1, 2 and 3

Gareth, author of the popular Rise series, is developing a new saga involving several astronauts who have spent hundreds of years in suspended animation on the moon. They are awakened as they fall into the Earth's atmosphere hundreds of years after going to sleep. The Earth they return to is nothing like the one which they left.

Jacqueline Druga: Sleepers 1, 2 and 3

With Healing, book #2 of her Flu series, approaching release in November, Jacqueline Druga has brought Permuted her self-published Sleepers series which will be finding new life with a set of new edits and new artwork. Additionally, it will be available in print for the first time in early 2014.

Jason S. Hornsby: Desert Bleeds Red

Jason, author of Eleven Twenty-Three and Every Sigh, The End, is approaching completion on his latest work, Desert Bleeds Red. Jason promises "demons, travels through desert wastelands, exotic locales, evil international intrigue, Biblical parables, symbolism and haunting imagery, a little sex, and lots of gruesome violence."

M.L. Katz: The Information Thieves

M.L. Katz will be a new name to Permuted readers. Even though her first books with us, the Raft People series, have not yet officially hit our press, M.L. calls The Information Thieves her personal favorite of the stories she has written. Set in the Raft People universe The Information Thieves follows a later generation of characters who explore future history.

Michael S. Gardner: The Downfall Trilogy

Great zombie novels are what built Permuted Press to what we are today, and Michael Gardner continues the tradition with three new books, Downfall, Aftermath and Retribution. In Downfall, Mathew Ryland, dejected from the loss of his girlfriend, finds himself leading a motley crew of survivors in a world where the dead stalk and consume the living.

Rob Fox: Z-Day is Here and Z-Day Is Here One Year Later

When Rob Fox isn't writing writing for the screen, currently being consumed with creating two new television pilots and two feature films, he spends his leisure time crafting zombie novels. His two Z-Day books, originally released by Library of the Living Dead, are finding new life with Permuted by seeing re-release in 2014 or 2015.

Steven Pajak: Mad Swine 3 - New Dawn

Steven's Mad Swine series was originally envisioned as two books, but readers quickly developed an insatiable appetite for more. Even though much of Mad Swine 3 still resides in the mind of Mr. Pajak, upon its manifestation to the page Permuted Press will be there to deliver it to hungry readers.

Each of these releases will be available as eBooks at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo and Smashwords. You will also find them in print immediately following their electronic release. 

A Discussion with D.L. Snell and Thom Brannan

We recently sat down with D.L. Snell and Thom Brannan, co-authors of the Pavlov's Dogs series and discussed a few topics their readers ask from time to time...

On Co-authoring:

D.L. Snell: I tend to do most of the plotting for the PAVLOV’S DOGS series, and on the first book Thom did most of the actual writing—I came in after him and revised, added, and edited, creating the second draft and streamlining our separate voices.

Thom Brannan: That was my biggest concern. In our natural voices, D.L. and I don't sound a lot alike, though we think along the same lines. Comparing writing styles, I'd say D.L. was a smart phone, whatever's newfangled now, with all the bells and whistles and fancy apps the kids are crazy about... and I'm a rotary phone. We both get the same basic job done, but his style is so pretty. But the final product, after several rounds of revision, sounds enough like the both of us that it's like a legitimate third entity. DTLBS.

DLS: For the second book, THE OMEGA DOG, we switched things up: I wrote about half the book (hell, the outline alone was half a book), and Thom contributed a ton of fantastic ideas to the plot. Just as an example…

TB: ... I'm thinking, too. Hold on. I think one of them was keeping Chan at Command, like Bonnie in the back of the Knight Rider truck, doing diagnostics (or April, depending on when you watched) and holding a gun to Kaiser's head. Oh! Ken keeps the sword!

DLS: Yes, that, and… Thom worked on an oil rig out in the Gulf and was also a submariner in the Navy. When I told him we needed to get our characters from Northern Mexico to the Yucatan, he mentioned something about always wanting to write a submarine crew. He also mentioned pirates. It was pure gold, and I set about finding a way to incorporate those elements into THE OMEGA DOG. I can’t wait to see how readers react to what we came up with.

TB: *holding an imaginary book*: “Oh, no you di'int!”

DLS: We had so much fun with this element that if we ever do a third book, there will be a lot more action out in the Gulf.

TB: Especially for those readers who saw the pirates and felt short-changed with the absolute dearth of sea-battles in THE OMEGA DOG.

On Writing a Series:

DLS: The most important thing is that PAVLOV’S DOGS ends, not on a cliffhanger, but on a note of finality. Thom and I didn’t even plan to write a second book. I mean, we’d talked about it and we’d established a very minor story thread that could spin off into new material, but… I didn’t want readers to reach the end of the first book and feel forced to continue the series, you know? I see reviewers complaining about that all the time.

TB: Definitely. It seems to me that planning a series is incredible hubris. Are you sure you have enough story? And if you do, are you sure you're going to have enough fans to sustain it? Star Wars strikes me as a great example. Write your first book, give it a definite ending. Finish that story. And if people like it, then you can leave the next one open and continue on, secure in the knowledge that you're reaching people.

DLS: As we were editing PDogs, though, I was thinking of ways to continue the story. Then it struck me. We’d left this huge narrative gap that readers won’t even notice, not until they start the second book. The gap was purposeful in that we were leaving something unsaid; but in that silence I found opportunity, and it spurred the entire sequel.

I’m really hoping it’s a twist readers will love. Already, one reader has commented on it over at Goodreads: “The book opens at the very moment where we were abandoned in PAVLOV’S DOGS… and then something awesome happens. Awe. Some. It is a complete game-changer... a really cool scene that opens up exciting possibilities.” Once Thom and I knew we were doing a sequel, we started planting seeds in the first book, which was still in editing. Little things. Seemingly inconsequential things, like that one of the characters was an Eagle Scout or that there was a pilot on the island (we now refer to him as Chekhov’s Pilot). Having both books in the works at the same time was invaluable; the sequel didn’t have to be chained down by what had happened in the first book because if we needed something, we just went back and planted it to pay off later. I can’t wait for fans of the first book to see how we pulled it all off.

TB: There was one thing we wanted to do that would have required a massive amount of change to the first novel, so that idea was abandoned. But after the dust settled and both books were written, the idea was still there between us. That's where DOG YEARS comes in. More on that later.

DLS: Thom, are you talking about the Hide?! Anyway… like the first book, THE OMEGA DOG ends on a note of finality. But you better believe Thom and I planted seeds for a possible three-quel. If the stars ever align, we have some awesome ideas that will send the series, and the entire zombie and werewolf genres, into a great leap forward.

On Writing Inventive Zombie Stories:

DLS: Writing in the zombie genre is getting increasingly difficult because so much ground has been covered by so many awesome writers and filmmakers. And something I’ve learned is that, while you have to come up with something fresh each time, you also can’t stray too far from basic zombies—sprinters or shamblers—before you start losing your core audience. In PAVLOV’S DOGS our real innovation is the werewolf. Not just the fact that we pitted the two monsters against each other—that alone was new—but we’ve done some fun stuff with our shapeshifters, and readers have really appreciated the ingenuity. As the Guilded Earlobe wrote, “PAVLOV’S DOGS is a unique story with a fascinating scientific tint…”

TB: See that? We terrify with science. Thank you, Mary Shelley.

DLS: In THE OMEGA DOG, we started to play around with the zombies a bit, and we even broached the idea of… well, it’s something I can’t tell you without giving too much away. But I will tell you that the Mayan ruins, and maybe an authentic Mayan ball game, have something to do with it. Finally in the third book, if it ever does materialize, we’re kind of hitting the reset button—kind of. We’ll get back to our roots, while adding something so freaking cool… Let’s just say I really hope it’s in the stars for you to read what we’ve got planned.

TB: I like to think there's nothing wrong with the original monsters, as well. Not everything has to be, ah, a stunning new breakthrough in horror technology.

DLS: Totally.

TB: To that end, we took a step backwards in time for the prequel novellas, DOG YEARS, both in timeline and concept. DOGS YEARS takes place starting thirty years before PAVLOV'S DOGS, and you get to see nascent versions of both these core creatures, the zombie and the werewolf. Before all the chaos from the last act of PAVLOV'S DOGS, before the accelerated madness from THE OMEGA DOG, the DOG YEARS story takes you back to a simpler time, when it was just a couple of bugs in a coffee can.

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DLS's and TB's books Pavlov's Dogs and The Omega Dog are available now in eBook and paperback.

Mariah Carey Shuts Down Wild’N’Out

Mariah Carey isn't a fan of the segment "Let Me Holla,” on her husband's show Wild ’N’ Out.

During the segment, the comedians of the show had to come up with funny pickup lines but when it was Nick Cannon’s turn, Mariah came out on stage told Nick: "I will shut allllll this s**t down." All in Good Fun. 

Check Out The Clip Below

An Excerpt from The Omega Dog

And now an excerpt from the sequel to PAVLOV'S DOGS...

THE OMEGA DOG

ZERO

Six Days Ago

"KILL ME!" the Omega Dog shouted.

He lay defenseless at Ken Bishop's feet, lit by the halogen lamps of the sparring cage, just a shaggy torso with one arm and a head. The werewolf's lower intestines steamed in a pile below his gaping abdomen.

Usually the Dogs healed rapidly, but Ken knew Omega Kaiser wouldn't heal. He had witnessed firsthand what the infection had done to the Omega's nemesis, Alpha McLoughlin. The Alpha's golden-haired form now lay decapitated on the concrete behind them, one of many corpses littering the cage—one of many littering the island.

Sick Dogs didn't heal.

Ken should have let the Alpha finish ripping Kaiser apart, should have let him rip the bastard's throat out. But Ken had liked Alpha McLoughlin, before the infection had taken him. So he had put the Alpha out of his misery, he had cut off his head with a sword. Mac would have wanted it that way.

"The messed up thing is," Ken said, still clenching the haft of the executioner's blade, "before this, I would have never met you. But seeing what you've done, I don't have to know you to know that you're a monster."

The Omega's shredded, exposed diaphragm clenched and shuddered at his attempts to draw breath.

"New world," Ken said. "Maybe we're all monsters now." He gripped the handle of the sword in both hands and raised it up.

But something stopped him from bringing it down. This Omega Dog, this pitiful beast before him, had destroyed everything the zombies hadn't. He had enslaved Ken's friends, had pitted them against each other in the sparring cage. He had even pitted Ken against his best friend, Jorge. And for what? For sport?

So even though it had been Alpha McLoughlin who had bitten and infected Ken's girlfriend, Kelly, even though it had been Kelly's germs that had spread across the island like locusts setting upon a cash crop, Ken blamed the Omega Dog for every-thing.

All these stilled corpses, Dog and human alike... Kaiser did not deserve to join them. He deserved to wallow in their shit and gore.

Ken lowered the sword.

"Night," he said. And then he walked out of the sparring cage and latched the gate behind him as Kaiser tried to howl, managing only a wheeze.

* * *

Omega Kaiser lay there for some time after Ken left him in the sparring cage. He stared up at the night sky beyond the halogen lights, up at the uncaring moon. He listened to Ken shouting, echoing, searching. And he felt himself slipping away into deep space.

Lights flashed behind the Omega's eyes, leaving impressions of memories, like sunspots on his retinas caused by radiation from that old Egyptian mirror, the moon.

He saw his Master, Dr. Crispin. Saw him clutching a gaping wound in his throat. Kaiser gulped, tasting the ghost of his Master's blood.

Before his very eyes, the man in the moon transformed, became the gray outlines of Alpha McLoughlin. Infected and unable to heal, the Alpha started healing anyway. Healing, as he was wolfing down chunks he had ripped from Kaiser's body. Chunks like the Omega's leg, and his entire lower half.

Kaiser forced his head up off the concrete. Past his own still chest and everything missing below it, everything spinning and wobbly like the earth, he made out the Alpha Dog's headless corpse, its gory, matted, golden fur.

So that wound hadn't healed. But everything else, thanks to fresh meat...

"Jorge!" Ken shouted, somewhere else on the island. Ears twitching, Kaiser snorted at the sound. The familiar voice helped him reorient himself. The boiling anger helped him find himself.

After all he had done and destroyed, the Omega Dog wanted only to die. But he couldn't now, not like this; he was infected. And more than that, he wanted Ken's head on a plate. Wanted to scoop the brains out with his claws and savor each slippery piece.

Should have killed me, the Omega Dog thought.

He wished there was a way he could die and get revenge simultaneously. It would be almost honorable. Atonement for contributing to the horrible downfall of the best man he had ever known, Alpha McLoughlin.

With his one arm, Kaiser pushed himself over so that he could crawl. The movement dizzied him again, and he lay there for some time, staring at the dust covering the concrete. Then he dragged himself forward, hearing his lower entrails dragging be-hind.

The first corpse Kaiser came upon reeked of something far fouler than death and voided bowels. And it very obviously had hemorrhaged from every orifice and pore.

Infected, he thought, and kept crawling, kept sniffing for something fresh. Some human who had died before being spoiled, or some savory bit tossed aside. But his sense of smell had dulled. He practically had to bury his nose in the piles of gore to make a determination.

The sixth dead man Kaiser came upon lay atop yet another dead man. He saw the blood on the topmost one and figured that he, too, had hemorrhaged. Kaiser sniffed him anyway.

He caught a whiff of something different.

Something stronger, richer.

Fear.

The Omega Dog pushed the top body off and suddenly the bottom one opened its eyes. The man's pupils focused on Kaiser, and he whimpered, tried to spring up from his hiding place, tried to scream.

But the Omega Dog was faster.

He pinned the man's head to the concrete with his one black-taloned claw and shot forward, snapping his fangs shut on the survivor's throat. Hot blood pumped and pulsed as if Kaiser held a still-beating heart between his jaws.

Skin and muscle and esophagus and veins stretched and tore as the Omega Dog pulled back. And for the briefest second, the man's scream, now just air whistling out of his ruined neck, stirred the Dog's dark fur.

Kaiser gulped down the meat, mostly unchewed, and then shuddered as his body quickly processed it. Because of enzymes, because of catalysts, and because of a mutant thyroid and probiotics, the Omega Dog's metabolism worked incredibly fast.

Almost as fast was the regenerative process. The stump of Kaiser's missing arm began to grow a new length of bone almost immediately. From marrow to spongy bone to compact bone, and all the blood and lymphatic vessels running throughout, his humerus began to take shape out of nothing.

Magic, Dr. Crispin had once called it. Indistinguishable, anyway.

The Omega's sole regret was that he had been nourished by the blood of a coward.

"Jorge!" Ken yelled again, this time from a different part of the island.

Muscles, ligaments, and tendons latched on to the Dog's new growth of bone, and soon the smooth subchondral tissue of his elbow formed, and then the cartilage. Fat and skin accreted as well, but, layer by layer, the whole miracle was slowing down. And then the new growth started to stink and fill with pus.

No, no, no, Kaiser thought.

His victim had relaxed and had grown still beneath his paw. The coward's gaping windpipe had stopped its wet whis-tling.

The Omega Dog knew there was an essence to life, something fleeting. Something that stayed with a dead body only for so long before the cells powered down, leaving nothing but microorganisms and acids and decay.

He tore off another piece of the man's throat before it was too late and quickly gulped it down, shuddering again as his injured arm struggled to heal and grow around the infection.

It would work, but he still had his whole lower body to re-generate, all those complicated organs, his powerful legs. He was surprised he could digest at all, what with the lower third of his gastrointestinal tract exposed and leaking sludge.

"Marie!"

Kaiser lifted his head, but barely registered that Ken was now calling out a different name. All he knew was he didn't have much time before Ken Bishop was sailing away from the island and out of his clutches.

He needed legs.

Kaiser found his eyes wandering back to Alpha McLoughlin's corpse. Missing head, but the rest of him...

The Omega Dog grabbed one last bite from his prey and left the rest for later, crawling toward the remains of the Dog who had once been his superior, his general, his Alpha.

The Dogs had been trained to fight as one. Kaiser decided to force the issue.

Stephen A. North, Author of DEAD TIDE and DEAD TIDE RISING: "Where To Start?"

Where to start?  A good place, I think, would be mentioning that I've served and observed the best and worst humanity has to offer for close to thirty years now.  I spend most of my days in a place that could be described as Jerry Springer's World, but that wouldn't be entirely accurate.  While many of the people I work with, whether customer or fellow employee, could make up several really controversial episodes for Mr. Springer, I don't think those oddball people deserve to be the focus.  They are a visible, not to be ignored, minority, but they aren't representative of the majority of people I have known. 

A friend of mine notices everyone that walks into his field of vision. He has to.  He has a dangerous job, and never knows when someone or something out of the past might come back and bite him.  Consequently, he is hyper-alert to every freak, or strange person that walks by.  I focus on people for a different reason, although it's roots are similar to my friend's.  My job is people-oriented.  I think that focus has benefited my writing.

I have witnessed quite a few people reactions in stressful situations.  These situations could be anything from the spur of the moment to something long term.  So many people lie.  Sometimes it's just to themselves.  Far too often, though, people choose to lie or cheat for convenience's sake.  Whether it is ego, or the simple self protective urge, or God knows what, they decide that fiction is the route to take.

There's a revelation in there somewhere.  Hopefully, most writers are using the artful lie (fiction) to tell an entertaining story, while out in the real world, people are using it to conceal anything from theft to cheating in all its forms, and to even murder.

In the Dead Tide novels, I have endeavored to portray people at their best and worst, set against an apocalyptic backdrop in which it is hard to tell which monster is worse: the living or undead person.  People aren't simple.  So many of us have so many issues affecting how we live, or try to live, and it is hard to predict how each person will react in a life or death situation.  There are a lot of people walking around out there with little to no reason to live, and nothing to love.  Does this make them good or bad?  Does it guarantee that they will always react selfishly or murderously?  Some people have to hit rock bottom before they rise up and become the person they always should have been.  This journey we are all on may end at any moment.  The only real guarantee we have in this world is that everything, eventually will come to an end.  That might be a gift.

I think the image of the undead consumer is apt.  They at least are upfront and honest about what they want.  You can trust them to react in a predictable fashion.  Not so with a living, breathing, conniving human, and maybe not even so with a virtuous, heroic person.  In the world of Dead Tide, Dead Tide Rising, and the nearly finished third book, I attempt to give you an unblinking, unflinching look at humanities monsters, it's heroes, and more accurately, all those who fall somewhere in-between.  Humanity is flawed, but many of us recognize, and have the ability to rise above, or fail and fall, due to those flaws.  Also, sheer laziness might drag down more people than circumstances.

Guess I've rambled a bit.  Let's sum up with this: I've dabbled with blogging here and there over the years, and wrote a lot to blow off steam caused by work or personal life stress.  I escaped into and away from madness, so to speak, by using my writing as a refuge.  Then, and now, if I could take people away from their own problems, and entertain them, then my writing is a success, whether I reach full-time writing status or not.  Hope to do continue to write (and entertain) for many years to come.

Stephen A. North  9:23 PM, Saturday, 8/10/2013

Stephen A. North is the author of Dead Tide and Dead Tide Rising, available now from Permuted Press.

Pilatus...Production and News ...Juillet 2013

Le tableau (non exhaustif) ci-dessous reprend les appareils sortis des chaînes de Pilatus pour essais et vols de réception avant livraison aux clients (N = News - C = Cancellation). Ce document est réalisé grâce aux données issues de l'OFAC (Office Fédéral de l'Aviation Civile Suisse), AMCAR (Wordlwide Register Updates), Air Britain Business Turboprops International, FAA Registry ainsi qu'au croisement de différentes informations.

 

C	HB-FSI 13	PC-12/47E	1409	15-juil	for Jetfly	to LX-JFV
C	HB-FSU 13	PC-12/47E	1421	17-juil	f/f Buochs/Prestwick  10/07	to N21NX
C	HB-HCM 6	PC-7/MkII	702	17-juil	ferry Flight to India	to P113 IAF
C	HB-FST 13	PC-12/47E	1420	22-juil	f/f Buochs/Prestwick  15/07	to N420NG
C	HB-HCO 6	PC-7/MkII	704	29-juil	ferry flight to India	to P115 IAF
C	HB-HCP 6	PC-7/MkII	705	29-juil	ferry flight to India	to P116 IAF
N	HB-FQB 14	PC-12/47E	1428	30-juil	Pilatus Flugzeugwerke AG
N	HB-FQC 14	PC-12/47E	1429	30-juil	Pilatus Flugzeugwerke AG
N	HB-FQD 14	PC-12/47E	1430	30-juil	Pilatus Flugzeugwerke AG
N	HB-FQE 14	PC-12/47E	1431	30-juil	Pilatus Flugzeugwerke AG
N	HB-FQK 14	PC-12/47E	1437	30-juil	Pilatus Flugzeugwerke AG

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Pilatus PC-7 MkII :

Plusieurs appareils destinés à la Force Aérienne Indienne à différents stades d'essais au sol (s/n 706 P 117 HB-HCQ, s/n 707 P 118 HB-HCR, s/n 708 P 119 HB-HCS, s/n 709 P 120 HB-HCT)

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Pilatus PC-21 :

Les 4 premiers appareils destinés à l'Arabie Saoudite poursuivent leurs différents essais dont s/n 156, 902 (HB-HWB) et s/n 158, 904 (HB-HWD).

Pilatus PC-12 :

Lors du rassemblement de l'EAA AirVenture à Oshkosh, Pilatus présentait sur son stand le PC-12/47E s/n 1379 immatriculé N79NG.

PC-12/47E sur le stand Pilatus EAA AirVenture Ohskosh 29/07/2013

et sur le stand de PlaneSense c'était le PC-12/47E s/n 1367 N367AF

Pilatus PC-12/47E sur le stand de PlaneSense EAA AirVenture Ohshkosh 29/07/2013

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Pilatus PC-24 :

Bien que la maquette du fuselage à l’échelle 1 ne soit pas présentée, un effort important par l'équipe Pilatus pour informer la clientèle des visiteurs de ce nouvel appareil, une maquette du moteur devant équipé le PC-24 était visible.

Moteur FJ44-4 TurboFan Engine de Williams International

EAA Venture Oshkosh 29/07/2013

La photo archives du mois :

Pilatus B4

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History Of The Carved Basalt Monolith Commonly Known As The Aztec Sun Stone

 photograph taken by the Frenchman Alfred Briquet in 1889 

The carved basalt monolith commonly known as the Aztec Sun Stone, created by Mexica artisans during the late 15th century, was excavated from the zócalo, the main square of Mexico City, on December 17, 1790. Weighing 24 tons and measuring 12 feet in diameter, it is currently housed in Mexico’s National Museum of Anthropology. The stone, often erroneously referred to as the “Mayan Calendar”, features the visage of the sun god Tonatiuh at its center, and was initially displayed on the side of Mexico City’s Metropolitan Cathedral for several decades before being moved indoors.

Pilatus...PC-24

Ça y est Pilatus a dévoilé son nouveau programme lors du Salon EBACE de Genève. Une maquette de ce nouvel avion était présentée sur le stand du constructeur.
 

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Ce biréacteur, une première parmi les programmes développés chez l'avionneur de Stans qui jusqu'à présent ne produisait que des appareils équipés de turbopropulseur.

Ce nouvel avion d'une capacité de 4 à 10 places se situe dans la moyenne gamme, mais avec des possibilités d'utiliser des pistes courtes et non revêtues, sa large porte cargo lui permettra d'être utilisé en version combi ou cargo. Il sera motorisé par deux réacteurs FJ44-4 TurboFan Engine de Williams International. Son cockpit sera équipé d'une avionique « Advanced Cockpit Environnement » (ACE) avec 4 écrans de 12 pouces et d'un système de vision synthétique.

Les premiers éléments du Pilatus PC-24 sont en cours de fabrication, le premier vol devrait intervenir dans le courant du 3 ème trimestre 2014 et la mise en service en 2017.

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Moteur FJ44-4 TurboFan Engine de Williams International

EAA Venture Oshkosh 29/07/2013

 Photo © Stephan Widmer 
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DJ Rodzilla the RnB Mixtape Bad Boi on Datpiff "Check Out Some of the Mixes"

Rodzilla Ent Production

The New R&B Mixtape Badboi 

Giving different flavors of music from 

R&B Soul, Classics and Hip Hop. 

Check Out Some of the Mixtapes!!!