“Van Nuys Tower, experimental November Two Mike Uniform, Sepulveda Pass at 3,000, request transit along the 405, going to Whiteman with Golf.”
Traffic on the 405 is heavy. Below me thousands of cars are creeping through the pass between the Los Angeles basin and San Fernando Valley. I’ve been following the Malibu coastline eastward at 3,500 under a shelf of KLAX Class B and above the patches of urban desert left by last year’s wildfires. The Getty Center—a sprawling hilltop museum that generously provides a landmark even to pilots indifferent to art—has now slid beneath my left wing, and I’m dropping down to 2,900 to pass under Burbank’s Class C.
