3 a.m. Hustle
Some people define art as any creation that causes the viewer to see the world in a new or different way. By that definition I would have to declare that the United States Airline Industry has been the most influential work of art in my life. In this photo we are streaking through the night sky 6 miles above southern Wisconsin. On the horizon (from left to right) you can see the lights of Milwaukee, Racine, Kenosha, Chicago, and Gary. This is the last leg of our four day trip. We’re on our way from San Francisco to New York. It’s the red eye flight.
I grew up in Southern Wisconsin. Over half of my life has been lived down in that blur of lights and blackness. At mach .77 we leap over my home state in less than 25 minutes.
We’ll be landing in New York in two hours. I’m a commuter pilot. My journey doesn’t end in New York City. Once we have the airplane secured at the gate I race off to catch my flight home. Four hours later I’m in Milwaukee napping between my two fat dogs.
Camera Settings: 24mm, ISO 50, f/5.6, 30 second exposure
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