A pilot’s prerogative.

Buzzing around SFO Terminal 3

End of the Creative Strategies course yesterday and flying out today.

Upon takeoff the pilot of my Skywest United flight throttled back and levelled off at about 5000 ft.

Then we flew up the bay, slowly, and banking to view all the landmarks.

This could have been a mere coincidence between other craft in the air and instructions of the departure controller.

But it seemed too perfect. The confluence of beautiful sunny San Francisco morning, a perfect viewing altitude, and a pilot who didn’t race for altitude and then flip over to autopilot.

What a way to end the trip.