Flying By Mount Shasta

Flying by Mount Shasta, I took a bunch of pictures and made a large animated GIF (3.31 MB).


Headed Home in 16A

I sit in Sacramento airport’s Terminal B, surveying the fields to the north.

It’s quiet here now. The flights to Seattle and LA have pushed back, emptying the terminal of their travelers. The ventilation fans are taking a rest. A lady nearby chats on her mobile.

A kid in a baggy knit hat pulls his guitar out of a case adorned with a God sticker. He tunes his guitar briefly, then strums a few chords. I take my empty Frappuccino cup to the trash as an excuse to move closer to the guitar — and farther from the cell phone. He begins singing. I try to make out the words, but he sings softly.

A TSA announcement drones over the PA. No one pays any heed and the kid starts another song, a little louder now, then quits to listen to a gate change announcement. The kid puts his guitar away and walks back to the center of the terminal.

My plane has landed and passengers emerge.

It’s nice to be headed home.

Photographs Travel

Another View From 4E

Another trip, another window seat, again in 4E.

Diamond Peak is covered in snow, as is Summit Lake. Mount Shasta “moved me.” ;-)

The Yolo Bypass Wildlife Area reflects the late morning sun.

Terminal B’s link to the parking lot also caught my attention.


The View From 4E

I’m a big guy — I don’t fit in planes very well. I still request a window seat, even though they’re more sardineous, because I love the view.

I do believe it’s time to get a seat on the left side.

Don’t miss my enhanced engine shot. :-)