Charles Russell Scrapbook Images
Suddenly far ahead I catch the glint of sun on blue water. It is the ocean and San Francisco Bay is dead ahead. The whine of the engines drop in pitch as the throttles are retarded in the long slant towards Oakland. We pitch a littlexas we sail over the bay and then we are dropping down and coasting intto a landing at the Oakland Municipal Airport. We taxi up to the terminal and we are once more on terra firma.