Eugene, Portland, Vancouver… familiar names. Then names on the tracking screen on the seat in front of us are increasingly unknown: Yellow Knife, Adak, Resolute Bay, Nori’lsk (second largest city above the arctic circle), down midway between Beijing and Moscow, Surgut, Omsk, over Isfahan and the Arabian Peninsula, twelve time zones from Pacific Standard Time to Dubai in the Emirates.
Simple course really: due north from San Francisco to the north pole, tap the auto compass lightly on the side, then due south over Russia and Iran to the middle east, 8103 miles from the starting point.
“We pray for one last landing,
On the globe that gave us birth,
Let us rest our eyes on the fleecy skies,
And the cool green hills of earth.”
We zipped south in our deep cherry pearl XXBOXX past Mt. Shasta with as little snow on its 4322 meter slopes as possible.
The reservoir is nearing empty.
At SFO we found ourselves waiting for the afternoon flight to Dubai on this plane
Up next – Dubai