The Intel Developer Forum was over; it was time to head home.
San Francisco was covered in clouds, but the Golden Gate was clearly visible. For a brief distance, an ice crystal halo with sun dogs made its appearance. Because of turbulence, we flew much of the way at 20,000 feet, lower than normal for the Dash-8.
We descended into Portland at dusk, landing on runway 3.
It’s nice to be home.