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.
Another trip, this time to San Francisco for the Intel Developer Forum.
A quick flight from PDX to SFO1, a ride on the air tram2, another ride on BART3, and then a short walk to the hotel4.
This should be a fun week. :-)
1Another time in seat 4E, but the weather was way hazy, too hazy for any pictures other than an engine shot. 2Airports are interesting places. SFO is nice in that it’s easy to find your way around. Much better than the time I went through SEA. 3Thanks to helpful people in high-vis vests, I got my ticket and on the train … no problem. 4Two blocks. Towing a duffel. Then I picked it up. A picture from the window and time to post.
I printed my boarding pass this evening and confirmed my seat: 6B. Drat! An aisle seat. I boarded, sat down, and waited for Mr. 6A to appear. He came down the aisle and stopped. “I’m sorry,” gesturing across my knees. I asked if he cared which seat was his. “No.” I scooted left and gazed out my window. Win!
Mr. 6A (now Mr. 6B) was an affable man. We chatted from boarding to deplaning,1 being “those guys.” You know who I mean. You’re tired, at the end of a long day, getting on a plane hoping to rest. Then a couple of guys near you babble the whole flight. Tonight, that was me. Sorry…
We rode on the left side going north in the evening. Thus the sun beamed in our windows. Although the plane looked new and the windows quite scratch free and clean, the air was hazy and my light shirt reflected in the windows.2 Not a recipe for good pictures. At least, until we got to Oregon and some clouds.
We landed on PDX’s North-South runway, a first for me. Our approach took us directly over downtown Portland, and then diving down to the right to land. Interesting, to say the least.
Of course, I took too many pictures of clouds. Here are just a few of them. :-)
1Boss. Deplane. Deplane. 2One of these days I’ll remember to wear a dark shirt when traveling. It should cut down the reflections in the window. Either that, or make a black velvet shroud that drapes over the camera and below to block the reflections.
Another flight means another picture post. Usually, when I fly between Portland and Sacramento, I get a window seat on the right side so I can see Crater Lake. I was hoping to see something different, so I reserved a left side window seat.
We took off, crested the clouds and headed south. I snapped some pictures, looking forward to lots of new views to record. Then we entered a cloud, not to exit until we descended into Sacramento.